Volume 13, Chapter 2: Fauxcest

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After the meeting, Chris closed the file, and took some rest. He then visited his wives...

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Christine paused typing for a while. She's been considering if she should add incestous stories for Chris. However, she felt it was icky, though there is a huge market for that. Ok...but what if the girls were only fantasizing? That won't be so bad, as long as it's not the real deal, right?

Ok, what if the girl allows Chris to shapeshift into her family relative. Well, it might seem incestous but it still isn't since Chris isn't their blood relative (he just looks like one and dresses as one).

So, the story goes like this: Chris visits an alternate timeline. Its omniverse is more about incestous females...they love incest, but the guys dont! There's the conflict for you: women want it, men don't!

Now, Chris enters. The girls ask him to morph into their daddy, brother, cousin, nephew, or whatever. Chris agrees to look like those but his sperm is still "Chris'."

The women agreed. Then, they asked him if he could wipe their memories of the conversation. They really wanted to feel the real thing.

Chris: ok. I will delete this memory and morph into your relative. Then, let's get on with it...

Christine resumed to type....

Fauxcest experiment...

[Alternate timeline]

Chris entered the new omniverses with two goals in mind:

1. Experiment on fauxcest.

2. Taking Asmodeus' orbs with him, Chris wanted to know if he could collect more mana from incestous women (Chris isn't really blood related, of course).

Alternate Timeline Story 1: Chris, Auntie

Auntie's Crush: A Forbidden Encounter

It had been a long day at work, and Chris was looking forward to a relaxing evening at home. But as he pulled into his driveway, he noticed an unfamiliar car parked in the street. His heart sank as he realized that his Auntie must be visiting.

Chris had always had a bit of a crush on his Auntie, even though she was his mother's sister and much older than him. She was a confident, curvy woman with a laugh that could fill a room, and Chris couldn't help but be drawn to her.

He walked into the house and found Auntie sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of tea. "Hey there, Chris," she said with a smile. "I hope you don't mind me dropping by unannounced. I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd say hello."

Chris's heart raced as he tried to act casual. "Of course not, Auntie. It's always good to see you," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.

Auntie stood up and walked over to Chris, giving him a hug. "You've grown up so much since the last time I saw you," she said, looking him up and down. "You're such a handsome young man now."

Chris felt his face flush as Auntie held him close. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest, and he couldn't help but get aroused.

Auntie must have noticed, because she pulled back and looked him in the eye. "Is everything okay, Chris?" she asked, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Chris swallowed hard. "Yeah, everything's fine," he said, trying to play it cool.

But Auntie wasn't fooled. She reached out and touched Chris's cheek, her fingers lingering on his skin. "You know, Chris, I've always thought of you as more than just my nephew," she said, her voice low and seductive.

Chris's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean, Auntie?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Auntie took a step closer to Chris, their bodies almost touching. "I mean that I've always had a bit of a crush on you too, Chris," she said, looking up at him through her lashes.

Chris felt his heart race as Auntie leaned in and kissed him. Her lips were soft and warm, and he couldn't help but respond.

Before he knew it, they were wrapped up in each other's arms, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Chris couldn't believe what was happening, but he didn't want it to stop.

They broke apart, both of them breathing heavily. "I've wanted this for so long, Chris," Auntie said, her voice filled with desire.

Chris didn't say anything, he just pulled Auntie back in for another kiss.

They made their way to the bedroom, shedding their clothes as they went. Chris couldn't take his eyes off Auntie's curvy body, her breasts spilling out of her bra and her hips swaying as she walked.

Auntie pushed Chris back onto the bed and climbed on top of him. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth. Chris reached up and cupped Auntie's breasts, feeling their weight in his hands.

Auntie moaned as Chris pinched her nipples, her body grinding against his. He could feel her wetness through her panties, and he knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Auntie reached down and pulled off Chris's boxers, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently. Chris moaned as she touched him, his hips bucking up to meet her hand.

Auntie leaned down and took Chris's cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip. Chris groaned as she sucked him, his hands tangled in her hair.

After a few minutes, Auntie pulled back and climbed on top of Chris, guiding his cock inside her. They both moaned as he filled her, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.

Auntie rode Chris hard, her hips grinding against his. Chris reached up and squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples. Auntie moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

They changed positions, with Chris on top now. He thrust into Auntie, their bodies slapping together. Auntie wrapped her legs around Chris's waist, pulling him deeper inside her.

Chris could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening. Auntie must have sensed it too, because she started moaning louder, her pussy clenching around his cock.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned as he came, his cock pulsing inside Auntie. She moaned, her pussy milking his cock as she came too.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies still tangled together. Chris couldn't believe what had just happened, but he knew he wanted to do it again.

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Alternate Timeline Story 2:

Chris, Auntie (does not know Chris is her nephew, because Chris disguised himself as Jack).

Auntie's Elegant Embrace: A Tale of Passion and Devotion

In the sweltering heat of a sleepy Southern town, there lived a woman of unparalleled beauty and grace. Her name was Auntie, and she was a voluptuous 30-year-old with a heart as generous as her ample bosom. She was the epitome of elegance, with a timeless beauty that seemed to defy the passage of time. Her raven hair cascaded down her back in lustrous waves, and her piercing green eyes sparkled with mischief and delight.

Auntie's home was a grand old mansion, nestled amidst lush gardens and groves of towering trees. It was a place of refuge and solace for her many admirers, who were drawn to her like moths to a flame. They came from all walks of life, seeking her comfort and companionship, and she welcomed them with open arms.

One such admirer was a handsome young man named Jack. He was a tall, strapping lad, with chiseled features and a body sculpted by years of hard labor. He had been working on Auntie's estate for several months, and he had fallen deeply in love with her. He longed to taste her sweet lips, to feel her soft skin against his own, and to bury himself deep within her welcoming embrace.

But Auntie was no fool. She knew that Jack's desires were not pure, and she was determined to make him prove his love before she would give herself to him. She devised a cunning plan to test his devotion, and she set it into motion one fateful evening.

As Jack worked in the garden, Auntie appeared before him, resplendent in a flowing silk gown that hugged her curves like a second skin. She looked like a goddess, and Jack could hardly believe his eyes.

"Good evening, Jack," she purred, her voice like honeyed whispers on the breeze. "I have been watching you, and I am pleased with what I see. You are a hard worker, and you have a good heart. I want to reward you for your efforts."

Jack's heart raced as Auntie approached him, her hips swaying seductively beneath her gown. He could see the outline of her full breasts, and he longed to touch them, to taste their sweetness.

"Thank you," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I will do anything for you."

"Good," she said, a sly smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Then I want you to come to my bedroom tonight, after everyone else has retired. I have something special planned for you, something that will test your devotion and your desire."

Jack nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that this was his chance, his one opportunity to prove himself to the woman he loved. He would not let her down.

As the evening wore on, Jack grew more and more anxious. He could hardly focus on his work, and he found himself constantly glancing at the clock, willing the hours to pass. Finally, the moment arrived. The house was quiet, and the moon cast a soft glow over the gardens.

Jack made his way to Auntie's bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest. He paused outside the door, gathering his courage, and then he knocked softly.

"Come in, Jack," Auntie's voice called out, and Jack's heart leapt with joy. He opened the door, and he saw her there, lying on her bed in a filmy negligee that left little to the imagination.

"I have been waiting for you," she said, her voice husky with desire. "Come to me, Jack. Show me how much you want me."

Jack approached the bed, his eyes locked on Auntie's. He could see the fire burning in her gaze, and he knew that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He reached out, his fingers trembling, and he touched her cheek.

Their lips met in a passionate embrace, their tongues dancing together in a sensual ballet. Jack's hands roamed over Auntie's body, caressing her curves and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her negligee. She moaned softly, her hands clutching at his shoulders as she pulled him closer.

"Yes, Jack," she murmured, her breath hot against his ear. "That's it. Touch me, taste me, make me yours."

Jack needed no further encouragement. He stripped off Auntie's negligee, exposing her lush, naked body to his gaze. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, her skin like porcelain, her curves like a work of art.

He began to explore her body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, her breasts, and her nipples, teasing them to hard, throbbing peaks. Auntie moaned and writhed beneath him, her fingers tangled in his hair as she begged for more.

"Please, Jack," she gasped, her voice trembling with desire. "I need you inside me. I need to feel you deep inside me."

Jack needed no further encouragement. He positioned himself between Auntie's legs, his hard cock throbbing with need. He looked into her eyes, and he saw the fire burning there, the desire that matched his own.

He pressed the head of his cock against her wet, swollen pussy, and he groaned with pleasure as he felt her heat surround him. He began to thrust, slowly at first, and then with increasing urgency.

Auntie met his thrusts with her own, her hips rising to meet him as they moved together in a primal dance of desire. Their moans filled the room, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together.

"Yes, Jack," Auntie cried out, her voice ragged with pleasure. "Harder, harder! I'm so close, I'm going to cum!"

Jack increased his pace, driving himself deeper and harder into Auntie's welcoming embrace. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, milking him, pulling him deeper.

And then, with a cry of pure ecstasy, Auntie came. Her orgasm triggered Jack's own, and he groaned as he filled her with his seed.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Jack wrapped his arms around Auntie, holding her close as they both drifted off to sleep, their hearts still beating in perfect harmony.

From that moment on, Jack and Auntie were inseparable. They spent their days working together on the estate, and their nights exploring each other's bodies in every way imaginable. They tried every position, every variation, and every combination that they could think of.

And through it all, they remained deeply in love, their passion for each other burning as brightly as the sun. They knew that they had found something rare and precious, a love that would last a lifetime.

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Alternate Timeline Story 3:

Chris, Beata (Sister)

The Forbidden Fruit: A Tale of Chris and Beata

In the still of the night, Chris found himself yearning for the touch of his sister Beata. A desire he had suppressed for so long, now came rushing to the surface. He tiptoed to her room, the wooden floor creaking beneath his feet. As he entered, the soft moonlight illuminated her figure. She lay there, a vision of beauty, her chest rising and falling rhythmically.

He approached her, his heart pounding like a drum. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her earlobe. A jolt of electricity shot through him as she stirred, her eyes fluttering open. Surprise, then understanding, flickered across her face. She didn't pull away, instead, she reached up, pulling him closer.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing in a rhythm as old as time. His hands roamed her body, feeling the curves and dips of her form. She responded in kind, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. A soft moan escaped her lips as he nibbled on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

His hand found its way to her breast, cupping it gently. He could feel her heart beating in sync with his, a testament to their shared desire. He rolled her nipple between his fingers, eliciting a gasp from her. His lips followed the path his hands had taken, leaving a trail of kisses down her body.

He reached her core, his fingers tracing the outline of her pussy. It was wet, a testament to her arousal. He parted her lips, his tongue darting out to taste her. She tasted sweet, like honey and desire. He lapped at her, his tongue delving deeper with each stroke. Her moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure.

His fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow circles. She arched her back, her breathing becoming ragged. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing. With one final stroke, she shattered, her orgasm washing over her in waves.

He climbed up her body, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip. She looked at him, her eyes glazed with desire. She nodded, giving him the go-ahead. He thrust into her, filling her completely.

They moved together, their rhythm in sync. He pulled out, then thrust back in, each stroke harder than the last. She met him stroke for stroke, her nails digging into his back. Their moans filled the room, a chorus of pleasure.

He could feel his climax approaching, his balls tightening. He thrust deeper, harder, chasing his release. With one final thrust, he came, his seed filling her. She milked him dry, her pussy contracting around him.

They lay there, spent and satisfied. Their bodies glistening with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. He rolled off her, pulling her close. They fell asleep, their bodies entwined, a testament to their shared desire.

For hours they explored each other's bodies, their passion never waning. They tried every position imaginable, each one more satisfying than the last. They lost track of time, their only concern was the pleasure they found in each other's arms.

As the sun began to rise, they finally fell asleep, their bodies exhausted but content. They knew they had crossed a line, but they didn't regret it. They had found a connection that went beyond brother and sister, a bond that was forged in the heat of their passion.

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Alternate Timeline Story 4: Beata sister, secret porn star, big boobs, beautiful, elegant

Sisterly Pleasure: Beata's Secret Porn Star Life and Sophia's Sexual Awakening

In the heart of New York City, in a luxurious penthouse overlooking Central Park, lived the beautiful and elegant Beata. She was a renowned fashion designer, known for her exquisite taste and stunning creations. But what the world didn't know was that Beata had a secret. She was also a porn star, one of the most successful and sought-after in the industry.

One day, Beata's younger sister, Sophia, came to visit her in New York. Sophia was a shy and innocent 18-year-old, who had just graduated from high school. She admired her sister for her independence and success, but she had no idea about Beata's secret life.

Beata and Sophia spent the day shopping and sightseeing, but as evening approached, Beata had a different plan in mind. She took Sophia to a fancy restaurant, where they had a delicious dinner and a few drinks. Sophia couldn't help but notice how all the men in the restaurant were staring at Beata, admiring her beauty and elegance.

After dinner, Beata suggested they go back to her penthouse for a nightcap. Sophia hesitated at first, but she was too curious to say no. As they entered the penthouse, Sophia's eyes widened in amazement. She had never seen such a luxurious place before.

Beata poured them some wine and they sat down on the couch. They chatted for a while, but as the night went on, Beata could see that Sophia was getting tired. She suggested that Sophia should go to bed, but Sophia insisted on staying up with her.

Beata smiled and said, "Alright, but I have a surprise for you. I want to show you something that I'm sure you'll find interesting."

She led Sophia to her bedroom and opened the door. Sophia's eyes widened even more as she saw the huge collection of sex toys and adult movies. She turned to Beata, her eyes full of questions.

Beata smiled and said, "Yes, Sophia, I'm a porn star. I know it's a shock, but I hope you can understand why I kept it a secret. The porn industry can be harsh and judgmental, and I didn't want to tarnish my reputation as a fashion designer."

Sophia was stunned, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was building up inside her. She had always been curious about sex, but she had never had the courage to explore it.

Beata could see the curiosity in Sophia's eyes and she said, "Would you like to try something new, Sophia? I can show you what it's like to be with a man, to experience pleasure like you've never experienced before."

Sophia hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. Beata smiled and started to undress. She revealed her perfect, big boobs and her toned body. Sophia couldn't believe her eyes. She had never seen a woman so beautiful and confident.

Beata approached Sophia and started to kiss her. She kissed her lips, her neck, and her earlobes. Sophia was hesitant at first, but then she started to kiss Beata back. She couldn't believe how good it felt to be kissed by her sister.

Beata then started to stimulate Sophia's nipples. She sucked them, pinched them, and caressed them. Sophia moaned with pleasure. She had never felt anything like this before.

Beata then moved her hand down to Sophia's pussy. She started to stimulate her clit, making her moan even louder. Sophia was in heaven. She had never felt such pleasure before.

Beata then inserted a finger into Sophia's pussy. She started to move it in and out, making Sophia moan even louder. She then added another finger, stretching Sophia's pussy.

Sophia was in ecstasy. She had never felt so full and so alive. She started to move her hips, grinding against Beata's fingers. She was getting closer and closer to her first orgasm.

Beata could feel Sophia's pussy contracting around her fingers. She knew Sophia was about to cum. She increased the pace and intensity of her fingers.

Sophia moaned loudly as she reached her first orgasm. It was the most intense and powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. She collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but happy.

Beata smiled and said, "That was just the beginning, Sophia. There's so much more to explore and to experience."

Sophia looked at Beata, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement. She knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

Beata then led Sophia to the bathroom, where she prepared a warm bath for her. She added some bubbles and some scented oils, making the water smell delicious.

Sophia got into the bath and Beata joined her. They sat there for a while, enjoying the warmth of the water and the company of each other.

Beata then started to wash Sophia's body. She used a soft sponge and some body wash, making Sophia's skin feel soft and smooth. She washed every inch of Sophia's body, including her pussy.

Sophia moaned as Beata washed her pussy. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have someone else touch her there.

After the bath, Beata led Sophia to the bedroom. She laid her on the bed and started to kiss her again. This time, she was more aggressive and more passionate. She wanted to show Sophia what it was like to be with a man.

Beata then started to stimulate Sophia's nipples again. She sucked them hard, making Sophia moan with pleasure. She then moved her hand down to Sophia's pussy.

She started to stimulate Sophia's clit again, making her moan even louder. She then inserted two fingers into Sophia's pussy, making her moan even louder.

Beata then started to move her fingers in and out of Sophia's pussy, making her moan even louder. She then added a third finger, stretching Sophia's pussy even more.

Sophia was in ecstasy. She had never felt so full and so alive. She started to move her hips, grinding against Beata's fingers. She was getting closer and closer to her second orgasm.

Beata could feel Sophia's pussy contracting around her fingers. She knew Sophia was about to cum. She increased the pace and intensity of her fingers.

Sophia moaned loudly as she reached her second orgasm. It was even more intense and powerful than the first one. She collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but happy.

Beata smiled and said, "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sophia. There's so much more to explore and to experience."

Sophia looked at Beata, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement. She knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

Beata then led Sophia to the living room, where she had prepared a surprise for her. She had invited some of her porn star friends over, and they were all waiting for them.

Sophia was shocked, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was building up inside her. She had never seen so many naked people before.

Beata introduced Sophia to her friends and they all welcomed her with open arms. They started to kiss and touch each other, making Sophia feel even more excited.

Beata then led Sophia to the couch, where one of her friends was waiting for her. He was a handsome black man, with a big cock.

Beata introduced Sophia to him and he smiled at her. He then started to kiss her, making her moan with pleasure. He then moved his hand down to Sophia's pussy and started to stimulate her clit.

Sophia was in heaven. She had never felt such pleasure before. She started to move her hips, grinding against his fingers. She was getting closer and closer to her third orgasm.

The man then inserted his fingers into Sophia's pussy. He started to move them in and out, making her moan even louder. He then added another finger, stretching Sophia's pussy even more.

Sophia was in ecstasy. She had never felt so full and so alive. She started to move her hips, grinding against his fingers. She was getting closer and closer to her third orgasm.

The man then took out his cock and inserted it into Sophia's pussy. He started to move it in and out, making her moan even louder. He then increased the pace and intensity of his movements.

Sophia moaned loudly as she reached her third orgasm. It was even more intense and powerful than the previous two. She collapsed onto the couch, exhausted but happy.

The man then pulled out his cock and cummed all over Sophia's big boobs. She smiled and said, "Thank you, I've never felt so alive."

Beata smiled and said, "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sophia. There's so much more to explore and to experience."

Sophia looked at Beata, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement. She knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

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Alternate Timeline Story 5:

Chris, Emma

A Dance of Desire: Chris and Emma's Love Song

In the quiet of the eve, Chris found himself ensnared by Emma's gaze, Her sapphire eyes, a beacon, drawing him into a passionate haze. He moved closer, their bodies near, her scent, a rose in bloom, Her lips, soft and full, invited him to taste, to consume.

He kissed her, gently at first, exploring her mouth with his tongue, As their passion grew, he pulled her close, their bodies now as one. His hands roamed, exploring her form, her curves, her softness, her grace, He marveled at her beauty, her warmth, her heartbeat, her sweet embrace.

Emma responded, her lips meeting his, her body yearning for more, As their desire grew stronger, she felt herself wanting, begging for. His touch, his kiss, his love, his all, as she surrendered to the night, Her body trembling, her breath quickened, as she reveled in their delight.

Chris descended, his lips tracing a path down her neck, her chest, She arched her back, her breasts rising, her nipples hard, her body blessed. He took a nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling, teasing it soft, As Emma moaned, her fingers running through his hair, her pleasure aloft.

He moved lower, his lips kissing her stomach, her hips, her thighs, Her body quivered, her breath hitched, as she felt his touch, his sighs. He reached her center, his tongue tasting her, she cried out in delight, As he explored her folds, her wetness, her pleasure, her fire, her light.

Emma writhed, her body moving, as Chris brought her to the edge, She begged for release, her voice trembling, her body, her heart pledged. He obliged, his tongue circling her clit, his fingers entering her tight, She cried out, her body trembling, her pleasure taking flight.

Chris rose, his body covering hers, his hardness pressing against her softness, She welcomed him, her legs wrapping around him, her body, her soul in oneness. He entered her, slowly, deeply, their bodies joined, their hearts entwined, As they moved together, their rhythm, their passion, their love, aligned.

He thrust into her, harder, faster, her moans, her sighs, her cries, She met him, her hips rising, her body, her heart open, her love, her prize. They reached their peak, their bodies trembling, their pleasure, their release, Their love, their soul, their spirit, their all, in that moment, at peace.

As they lay together, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one, They knew they'd found something special, their love, their passion, begun. And as the night gave way to day, their love, their desire, still strong, They knew they'd found a love that would last, their love, their lives, their song.

But then, Chris noticed a birthmark...

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