Story 1

Hank’s screen was bright, showing Maggie was leg-locked with her older sister, Anna on the bed. They were in their lace panties, and nothing else. The two of them were kissing intensely. Anna’s big tits and tiny pink nipples were pressing hard against Maggie’s budding breasts. Their flat stomachs rubbed against each other, sweat beginning to glisten.

“Are we distracting you from something?” The Joneses were sitting across from Hank’s desk.

Hank puled his eyes from his daughters for a moment, just when they were winking at the camera connecting them and their father. “I’m sorry, I’ve been very busy.”

“You’re very young to be a principle.” The mother said.

Anna put her hand under Maggie’s panties, “You’re not the first person who’s said that.” Hank wished he was with his daughters. He just got Maggie introduced to sex and was very jealous of Anna.

“Sir we wanted to speak to you about our daughter.” father Jones said.

“Whatever you wanted to talk about I’m sure it’s not serious. Maria is a very good student by all her teacher’s accounts.” Maria was under Hank’s desk, slobbering on his cock, naked as the day she was born. Her blond hair tied into a ponytail, her sixteen-year-old tits presenting themselves beautifully and provocatively to him.

“Sir, there were things that we saw in this school. Things that...” The mother trailed off.

“I understand how you must feel.” Hank began, pulling his antique leather-bound book towards him. “Being new to the area but I assure you everything will make more sense soon.”

The parents began speaking again, but Hank wasn’t listening. He was writing into his notebook. Some of the notes were staring up at him. Notes about teenager’s promiscuity, edits to their looks. It had been over a decade since Hank discovered the powerful book. With it he had changed his little sister to obey him, then make the girls at his school lust for him.

He was older now and he’d changed things so much. It was hard to keep track of them all.

There was no way he could have been made the principle of the school at twenty-six without changing how people saw and treated him to listen to what he said. And as he improved with the technical aspects of his magical book, he was noticing broad changes to town that he’d never meant to make. The more people he changed the more indirect changes to others around them occurred. It had affected the whole area.

Girls were developing very prominent features early in their lives. They were more prone to obedience. Law was seriously, but he was noticing more work arounds. Families were growing closer and more older women were leaving their homes for work beyond.

None of it was perfect, but he was beginning to like that to.

And this interaction with the Joneses was the perfect example.

He wrote in his book, Mr. Jones will lust for his daughter Maria, and Mrs. Jones won’t have the heart or will to stop them.

There was no change he could see, but he knew it happened, or would soon. And he couldn’t help but wonder what else was happening in Mactown.

Robert Andrea was sleeping in the passenger’s seat. Her large chest was rising and falling. Robert’s daughter had big tits for only being recently fourteen. They strained against her tight halter-top. Her curly black hair cascaded down her shoulders and her tight booty shorts accentuated her smooth legs and dark olive skin. Just the thought of her tits naked in the shower from the look he stole in the morning had his erection pressing against his boxers. He was a pretty fit guy for someone in his forties. He was six feet tall, with a strong jaw and greying hair and green eyes.

He put a hand on her right breast. It was over her shirt, but it was still a glorious feeling in his palm. He touched ever so slightly so she didn’t wake, and it was a lot to not take a tight grope on her globes.

He lowered his touching to her inner thigh, shaking her awake and saying, “Baby, we’re here.” Robert was taking his daughter to the beach for her fourteenth birthday.

Drea blinked open her big almond eyes, a dazzling smile widening on her face. “Yayyy.”

Outside was the beach hotel. It had only been an hour drive to the hotel, but far enough for them to enjoy her birthday celebration away from home.

“I feel bad Lauren isn’t here to join us.” Drea said as they pulled the luggage out of the car.

Robert was eye fucking his baby girl. Standing she looked even better in her tiny booty shorts and white halter top. “Me to baby, but I’m sure your mother is taking your sister somewhere just as fun.”

Robert had a lot of difficulty deciding if he wanted to take his time with his twins or if he wanted them at the same time for his first experience with the pair. But he found he had more fun in his head with them one at a time first.

Robert was at the front desk, getting the keys for their room. The female desk clerk was eyeing Drea judgmentally. There was a lot of cleavage and a lot of ass exposed.

Their room was moderately sized and modernly styled, with only one bed. The walls were mostly hanging mirrors except for one spot where the TV hung from. The bathroom was to the immediate left of the front door, and one of those with only a sliding door that didn’t lock.

They left their bags on the bed and Drea let out a relieved groan.

“I’m sooo ready to go to the beach.” She was just beginning to peel her bag open.

“Slow down it’s only Friday.”

“But school was crazy boring today. I’m antsy, I need to get out there.” She flopped onto the bed, “I can’t wait to start high school.”

“Still a year.” Robert didn’t know why this school district was so different, but for some reason your high-school years were fifteen to nineteen. “Actually, this is a good chance for me to give you your birthday present.” Robert started digging into his backpack.

“Dad, you didn’t have to do that, you already took me to the beach.”

Robert shrugged and gave her the gift bag. Looking at it curiously Drea dig into the bag and pulled out the shiny blue bikini inside.

Her eyes widened and she beamed, “Dad, oh my god thanks!”

“I thought it was appropriate for the weekend. Try it on, while I go to the bathroom.”

Drea obliged happily and waited as Robert went in the bathroom to change. It didn’t take long for him to change. He ripped his pants of and pulled his swimming shorts on. Without waiting he slowly slid the door open and peeked outside. Drea was just pulling her pants down.

She was already topless, and he got an incredible view of her perky underage mounds. Her nipples were brown and small, with a rim around. Her flat stomach was toned and tanned. He made a few quick texts and exited the bathroom in only his swimming shorts.

Drea was just in the process of pulling the tiny G-string bottoms up. She was tying up the string to hold up the bottoms when Robert came up behind her and he slid his fingers along her bare and toned thigh and her soft but firm stomach.

Drea inhaled sharply at his touch, “Dad what are you doing?” She demanded. She tried to pull away, but she was too close to the wall, and a mere step forward was all he needed to stick to her body. He pressed his cock between her voluptuous ass cheeks. Her hands lay between him and her, trying to shove each other apart.

His fingers found their way to one of her nipples and pinched. She gasped and he shushed her, “You and your sister have been teasing me too long. I saw your naked body and I couldn’t stop myself.”

He sucked on her neck and she inhaled again, “Dad stop,” She said softly. His fingers were at her nipples and inner thigh. “I’m your daughter, this is wrong. Please stop.”

He quieted her by locking his lips with hers. She resisted at first, but he forced her lips apart and she relented. His metal like rod was getting harder, longer, and thicker. Drea whimpered into his mouth as his man meat pressed deeper between her cheeks. He dry humped into her ass and his shorts started so peel off.

Drea finally started trading saliva with her tongue and that was all the invitation Robert needed. He pulled his shorts off and his cock bobbed out. Drea started breathing hard. Robert could tell she was excited.