Mother?

I was back in the oversized bedroom, I looked around, everything looked the same as when I had been there before. I looked back to the mirror table, all the pictures were still there, including mine, but it had been moved. It was before just among the other pictures of boys, but now it had been placed away from them and circled it red, which from the aesthetic of the room, I guessed was lipstick.

I turned, the dresser had been organized, and all the drawers had been closed, but it was darker than usual, the room was scold and shadowy. The light had been turned off, though no lamps or lights could be seen in the room. And the same as before, everything was enormous.

That's when I heard and felt the thundering footsteps, i wobbled a bit from the massive shaking, and looked as the curtains slid open and simultaneously the room light up, after being blinded from the sudden light, my eyes had to readjust.

When I finally had, I saw a woman, so incredibly beautiful it was impossible, everything about her seemed to radiate perfection, her auburn hair that flowed naturally in waves, her piercing black eyes that drew you in and wouldn't let you look away, her cherry red lips, perky and so perfectly covered in lipstick, her curvy body that was plump in all the right places, wrapped in a sleeveless thigh high tight red dress that showed the figure of her body so accurately that you could almost perfectly imagine what she looked like underneath.

She looked at me, startled at first, then shocked as she realized who I was, taking a quick glance at her makeup table before locking her eyes on me. Being under the gaze of such a magnificent woman it made me self conscious, and then immediately realize that I was once again fully nude.

My hands flew down and covered my exposed nether regions, my face burning up from embarrassment, she chuckled lightly at the sight of my shyness, making my self confidence plummet. Being laughed at by someone so impossibly beautiful would crush any mans spirits in the blink of an eye, she spoke suddenly in a voice kind and gentle though with a layer of superiority that told me even though she wanted to comfort me, she also had to make it perfectly clear that I was lesser than her.

" Oh hello there, this might be a bit odd to you right now, but I assure you this is completely normal for someone like you."

I was briefly stunned by her voice, so angelic and smooth, such an intimidating woman, I was filled with dread, what did she mean by "someone like me", it made me feel like a peasant.

" Well not really, you're a special kind of case, and to be honest I'm not exactly sure what to do with you."

" You see, I usually don't talk to my children, and if I do it's never anything like this, so I'll start it off simply."

" My name is Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty."

I was hit with a shockwave of confusion and shame, I had mysteriously found my biological mother, she claims she's a goddess, and not a minute earlier I had been undressing her with my eyes, and thinking of fucking her succulent pussy.

She noticed my look of confusion and decided to elaborate more.

" Ok, so i know that's a lot to take in, but we don't have a lot of time right now, your... abilities must have started to manifest, they're going to take some time to control fully, but i know you can work it out."

" So as far as my traits go, they shouldn't take too long to get a grip on, but I don't know how that will change when combined with your father's."

I snapped back into focus, " Wait, who is my father, why is this happening to me, and why would it be different from your usual... thing?"

" I understand your turmoil, but like I said, we don't have much time, your father is Plutus, god of greed, and our abilities combined can be... difficult, that's why we left you on earth, if you were raised on Olympus, things could have been... messy."

My mind started to go fuzzy, and I was slipping out of sleep, I had only enough time for one more question, " You still haven't answered fully, why am I different from your other children?"

My answer came just as I slipped away, " Well, most of my other children are DEMI-gods, and... that's not the case for yo-"

My eyes popped open, the dream now gone, my world shattered, I sat up Stacy still clinging to my side like a scared child, though fully nude and sleep grinding her pussy against my leg. It felt weird being awake, my life would never be the same, finally having a moment realizing what I had truly done, I had slept with my best friend, her mom, and my 'mom', it felt weird calling Stacy mom now.

I had probably ruined one of the only friendships I have ever had, I had raped a woman in her home, which could get me arrested, all along with defiling the woman who adopted me, filling all of them with cum and participating in an act of incest, it all was illegal and unlawful acts of lust... but why?

Why was it that I didn't care, I only got turned of from thinking of my actions, a sinister grin growing on my face, my eyes lighting up a vibrant pink, and deep void of black, my conscience dormant, I was again pulled from control of my body, but this time my thoughts weren't my own as if they were speaking to me, thinking of things I had never known i wanted, like my deepest desires became apparent to me, and the only thought running through my head was what I was going to do next, the only feeling coursing through my body was lust, college and jobs and careers all seemed pointless now, I had been given the holy grail of chances.

It felt as if I was no longer a single person, but whatever had taken control of my body was communicating with me, whispering to me what if's and we could..., as if we were one and the same. Making me feel like I could control the world.

And I planned to exploit it to its bottomless extent, I had the power that every horny teen and adult man could only dream about, I just had to figure everything out. I could make any woman fawn over me like I was a king, no a God, which from what I had just heard was exactly what I was. I was the child of the goddess of love and the god of greed, feared to be too dangerous to be allowed to live in the temple of the Titans, left on earth among mortals and raised by them.

I removed myself from the hold of Stacy, I positioned her limp body in the missionary position, and slammed my cock inside her hot cunt, jolting her awake, instinctively releasing pheromones directly into her, channeling it straight into her with a kiss, instantly making her orgasm. I fucked her like a whore, relentlessly pounding her sensitive pussy hard and making her cum over and over again, pinching and sucking her nipples like an aggressive child breastfeeding, shooting load after load into her fertile womb, taking control of her and making her mine.

She would have urges only I could satisfy, she would beg me to fuck her, worship me and orgasm so hard she would lose her mind.

The whispers said to me, " You could own her like a cocksleeve, a cum dumpster, a slave to impregnate and ruin with your cock, You are Jackson Pierce, a god, the god of Harems and sexual greed. You hunger for the worlds most desired creation of the gods, and your hunger will never cease."

I pumped one last load into Stacy, her sexy body in front of me, holding on for her sanity, her legs having locked around me, "she wanted this" said the echo, from Stacy's pleasure stricken face, the voice was entirely right. It spoke to me again, in an influential way, seemingly trying to manipulate me, " Why stop at three, you know you can have and want more, so why stop here?"

I knew it probably wasn't a good thing to listen to a voice in my head, but my instincts wouldn't allow otherwise, I cleaned myself up and dressed for work, reinserting the vibrator at full power into Stacy's cum filled pussy before leaving my house. Hopping into 'my' new car, and driving to work.