Breeding Incest Novels & Stories

The books refer to his case as half-breed—an effect of an artificially inseminated human woman with werewolf’s seed. That was a hazardous procedure, and it is not without reason that it is forbidden in our world by the council. Only fated mates, no matter the species, can produce offspring. Our Goddess’s gift for those waiting for their mate for years. That’s why a lot of werewolves enjoy their unprotected sex with every woman. Not being able to impregnate another woman would never ruin your future relationship with a fated mate. And our increased sex drive required the use of tons of condoms—pleasure and saving in one.

I know about my family's incest. My great great great grandfather became obsessed with the fact we share blood with the last King. To enhance that blood he refused to allow his son to mate anyone but his own sister. The tradition carried down all the way to my father. But his Aunt/Mother was so inbred she could only produce one child. A male... My father. He didn't have a sister to mate. He sees it as he ruined the line. He made a half-Kincaid with his true mate. He feels like I am weak because of this. He also thinks since he is the last full-blooded Kincaid he should be the next King.

That fact made Jessie smile. Good for them. I hope they took out a bunch of those bastards. Mercile decided to see if they could produce children from the males and females. It was a faster process for a female to give birth to another altered child than it was to spend millions of dollars to replicate the procedure that created them. Mercile had wanted to be rid of the originals, start over and learn from their mistakes. Their attempts to breed the unfortunate victims were unsuccessful. The males and females

My body trembled with exhaustion and overwhelming arousal as the family dragged Sophia and me deeper into the basement for the evening ritual. The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, cum, and piss. Both of us sisters were already wrecked, holes gaping, skin marked with welts, bruises, and dried fluids,but the hunger in our eyes only grew darker. Marcus stood tall in the center, his massive ten-inch cock rock-hard and dripping. “Tonight we perform the full Family Breeding Rite. No limits. No mercy. By the end, both of you will be flooded, broken, and begging to carry the next generation of our seed.”

As I ran in wolf form I had one thought on my mind, as much as I am ready to have Amaya as my mate I’m not ready to trust newbreeders. My mother was a newbreeder. My father was going to be alpha and had not found his mate yet so he had to marry his step-inmate Marie and they fell in love. By the time he meet my mother he had already had my two older sisters with his step-inmate, and he tried to have a relationship with my mother. She was in love with him but my father was torn between the two. They had me and I was crowned future alpha because I was born from the pack’s true luna and alpha. My mother tried to raise me as my father was with his step-in mate but it only hurt my mother. One day

“Suck your stepfather’s cock clean like the filthy family cumslut you are. Use that tongue. Taste every drop of your own cunt and my load mixed together. Mommy is going to fuck that freshly creampied pussy now and stretch it even wider for the cult.” Elena did not wait even a single second. She lined up the enormous dildo and thrust it into my cum-filled cunt in one long powerful stroke, forcing Marcus’s thick load to squelch and splash out around the sides of the toy and drip onto the altar below. The mix of my juices and his warm cum made the wettest, most obscene squelching sounds with every hard pump as she started fucking me fast and deep. She gripped my hips tightly and slammed into me

When he spoke, his gaze pierced Spencer's face in an attempt to search for clues from Spencer's subtle facial expressions. Spencer was exasperated. "Our men in the 108 strongholds are strong and capable of reproducing. We don't need to kidnap anyone out there to ruin our ecological balance." Jay could not help but laugh at his sour grapes attitude. Jay said in a sinister tone, "I can tell that you’re not a cultured person at one glance. Do you know that there are many disadvantages of inbreeding? Only children with more distant biological characteristics are most outstanding. Why do you think mixed breeds are so popular?"

I suppressed a smile. “But what?” Johnson asked, his eyes wide. “Carlos can’t have children. His reproductive organs are damaged.” “Serves him right,” Johnson said. I agreed. “But what about Lola? Incest is a punishable crime, isn’t it?” “In the werewolf community, yes.” “So is Hazel divorcing his ass?”

I conceded. "And that's why I asked you if you'd fucked daddy yet. I figured if you'd committed incest once, you wouldn't mind doing it again. Maybe try a little taste of lesbian incest this time. Then… maybe after that… we could join forces, and seduce daddy into a three way with both of us. My latest black boy friend/fiance sent me home to have daddy knock me up with a blue-eyed blond little girl. If it works he'll breed me, and we'll have a little black brother for her to play with."

“If he cannot withstand the pains of birthing regular cannibal tentacles, he wouldn’t be the right candidate to birth the mother. Besides, these tentacles won’t cause him to leak host lube. We can train him to be the perfect sperm factory to feed those babies. It’s been a while since we tried cross breeding tentacles.” Cleo shuddered. Her mistress could be cruel. Crossbreeding tentacles took a lot of sperm, and doing it the natural way could kill a host. Cannibal tentacles often ate their host’s testicles and prostate if they were not fed enough and if no other tentacles were in the vicinity. It was a dangerous practice that did not guarantee the survival of the tentacle or host. Hence, they