PART 2
The woman was named Andrea, she was 42, with a wife and 3 daughters, as Jacob learned during the leisurely walk back to her home. With overpopulation and rising crime, it may not have been safe for her to walk alone at night, as they had seen, but even the most hardened criminal would stop and stare in amazement as they walked down the street, the idea of troubling Jacob or his companion not occurring to them.
With the troubling situation over, Jacob looked his new friend over. She was 12 years his senior and very pretty. Ethnicities were more or less a thing of the past since all but a select handful of people were clones to begin with, but she had a look that if his memory served, would have been ‘Pacific Islander’ back in the day. Light brown skin, black hair, a lovely curvy figure, and the light, easy smile of someone who wore the expression a lot.
Her home was a 3 bedroom house, one of many on the street. Jacob opted to hang back as Andrea unlocked the door and stepped inside. A blonde woman, about the same age, taller but with a similar soft MILF figure hurried forward and embraced Andrea, this was clearly her wife. “I was so worried, I thought maybe you had gotten mugged, you shouldn’t be out so late by yourself!” Andrea kissed her cheek. “I was held at gunpoint” she admitted “One of those little street gang punks was going to shoot me, but a guardian angel found me.”
She smiled and Jacob took that as his cue to enter. The blonde, a grown woman, took one look at him and squealed in excitement. “Oh my god it’s…you’re….Where are my manners, please come in Mr. Murray, I’m Stephanie. I should thank you for protecting my wife, please, have a seat, can i get you something?” With some amusement, Jacob allowed himself to be herded to a recliner in the main room and Stephanie put a cold beer in his hands, grinning like a tween meeting her favorite pop star.
“It’s very nice to meet you Stephanie. I’d introduce myself, but that seems silly. It was my pleasure, Andrea is very nice, we had a good chat on the walk back.” He was quite relaxed, Jacob liked power, he liked being obeyed, but he had no interest in excessive formality, if men were the new gods of the world, Jacob was a chill god who liked his worship in a less proper setting.
“I’ve just been wandering the country, I know some men like to set up shop in one of the big cities and live there for a long time, but that sounds so boring. I like to wander, mostly hitting the small towns up through small cities. Ben Warden can have New York, I like the places where you know your neighbors, and this place seemed nice, a town right on the verge of becoming a city.” He looked up at the sound of loud thumping coming from the apartment above them. “Do you know them?”
Stephanie sighed “I don’t even know. It seems to be a few different groups of relatives and they all like to throw parties. It’s annoying. We’d love to have you stay with us as long as you like, but I don’t know if that’s something you are willing to put up with.” Jacob smiled “It won’t be a problem. So, Andrea mentioned you have daughters?”
Stephanie hurried off and Jacob smiled at Andrea as 3 girls in the other two bedrooms were woken from deep sleep. He heard mumbling and complaining, until they caught sight of him and all three screeched to a stop, not believing what they were seeing. Like most families, they were clones assigned to the mother when they came out of the machines physically around 5 years old, so they bore no resemblance to each other…aside from the awestruck expressions on each. They were
Mandy, the oldest. 21 years old, in her last semester of college. Blonde like Stephanie, she was very tall, maybe even taller than Jacob himself, and had no curves to speak of. She had spent her teen years hoping and praying for puberty to hit, but none of the squats or supplements or old wives tale tricks had ever given her more than A cups and an unimpressive ass to go with her awkward height. She had accepted it, and she had plenty of friends, but seeing this wonderful man, she certainly wished she had something to show off. Making her peace and ending the nightly prayers didn’t mean any of her insecurity had gone away.
Amy, 19, was next. She was (at least in the genes the machine copied) Asian, and the opposite of her big sister. She was a decent student, but fairly average. She had friends, but none of them as close as some that Mandy had. Physically, she was everything Mandy wanted to be. A comfortable 5’4, Amy had a build her older sister would have given anything for, wide hips, a soft but not ‘fat’ belly, an ass that made sweatpants a more practical option than most jeans, and breasts that mandated shirts designed for much taller and heavier people (almost all of these had been cut in her bedroom to expose very generous amounts of cleavage. She would start college in a few months
And then there was Ella, 13. She was Black, with braces, big glasses, and a bigger smile. She had hit puberty running and already had respectable amounts of padding in her shirt and her pants, but nothing absurd for her age. She was a good girl, she tried her best in class, she really did, her teachers loved her, nobody had a bad word to say about her behavior, but she was dyslexic and had no aptitude for math or reading, no matter how hard she and her teachers and her mothers tried. She probably wouldn’t go to college, but she was a very sweet girl with an excellent memory, she would get by.
There was some new squealing. The mothers were older, but tonight was the first time any of them had seen a man in real life. They had seen Jacob in interviews and magazines, but up close was so much cooler, their friends would be SO jealous. They wanted to rush forward, but looked at the adults for permission. Andrea introduced them and Jacob smiled “Hey girls, it’s nice to meet you.” He pet Ella, who jumped up and down in excitement.
“Andrea, would you mind sitting by me on the couch and letting me take advantage of you? There’s a good chance I get to everyone, but I feel we have a connection.” Andrea looked uncertain, just for a moment, looking at her daughters. Jacob smiled “You wouldn’t judge your mom for getting played with by a man, would you girls?” Ella shook her head, she had just started watching porn when nobody was looking, Amy had taken girls to bed before, and Mandy….her closest friends were SWORN to destroy her laptop if anything happened to her. “I wouldn’t judge, I’d be jealous!” Amy piped up. After a moment of blushing and squirming, Mandy nodded “So would I.”
It hadn’t truly mattered, Andrea would have obeyed, of course she would, but now she had no real concerns to giving in and doing what she had wanted since she laid eyes on Jacob, even before she knew she was not in danger of being shot. She sat next to him and shed her jacket with a big smile, as excited as any schoolgirl. “Whatever you want of me, I’m yours” her words were hardly above a whisper, but her heart was pounding in her chest, she WANTED this, more than anything.
Jacob smiled, and as he leaned in and kissed her, her wife and daughters were filled with jealousy and lust. All of them, even little Ella were done sleeping for the night they would masturbate to this until sunrise.
Jacob kissed the woman, and his hand found and squeezed her large breast, to which she responded with a long moan. This went beyond sexual, it was religious. THe ideals of obedience and submission to men if you were lucky enough to meet one were more important, more enshrined in modern values than patriotism, hard work, family loyalty. All of these things were important, but they were drilled from a young age how much more important and how special men were, there was a sense of incredible fulfillment in actually drawing the attention and even affection of one.
He pulled her shirt over her head and large, full breasts dropped free. He didn’t break the kiss, but strong hands mauled both of them, she gasped, her brain swimming in dopamine as she felt his bulge pressing against her leg.
He pulled her pants down and made a big show of standing up, locking eyes with each other person in the room before he dropped his own, that big, beautiful rod hard and ready. Amy smiled, Mandy actually giggled in excitement, Andrea was almost drooling, her pussy was dripping. As soon as it touched her pussy, she yelped and arched her back like she had gotten an electric shock, even though it was actually just a powerful orgasm.
Jacob didn’t waste any time, he went deep into her and started riding, both of them starting to sweat before long, Andrea rarely stopped moaning and whispering things like ‘oh God, oh God’. Her big heavy boobs flopped and bounced, her thighs quivered. Jacob was having fun, but Andrea was obviously having the much more intense experience
Jacob kept himself in good shape, he had near unlimited power, but that system was made so men would have the freedom to reproduce, make more males. In fact the only women and girls above 10 who he wasn’t limitless with were the pregnant ones. It was a great system for him, but he did have obligations. Andrea nearly wept with joy as he put a healthy dose of his seed in her and just embraced the woman for a few moments.
“Don’t bother getting dressed” he told her. “Ella, I need your room for the night, you can move in with your other mother or your sisters.” Ella nodded agreeably as Jacob led her mother into the room with the pink sheets and kitten posters. Andrea was going to be pretty tired in the morning.