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Steve Davies

The BEEP, BEEP of my alarm clock went off, drawing me out of sleep. I felt my bed moving.

“Too early!” Sam, my youngest daughter, cried out. She snuggled up against my side.

“Mmm,” I groaned, my eyes opening.

“Don’t go back to sleep,” my wife said. She was on the other side of me, getting up. She hit the alarm clock and then turned on the lamp.

“Mom!” groaned Sam, burying her face into my side.

I shifted, sitting up. Becky, my eldest daughter, sat up on the other side of Sam. Becky’s large breasts swayed back and forth. They had such a lush jiggle to them. Something beautiful. She stretched her back, her tits swaying she thrust her arms wide into the air and yawned.

“Sam,” my wife said, her voice stern. “I see you there. You can’t snuggle up to your father and sleep.”

“But I’m pregnant,” she moaned. “I need my beauty sleep.”

“You’re not that pregnant, young lady.”

“Come on, kumquat,” I said, sitting up. “It’s morning. You have to get up and get ready for school.”

“Ugh, why didn’t you edit things so we didn’t need school,” Sam muttered.

“Because it’s important,” I said. “It builds character.”

“Fine,” she growled and then sat up, her green eyes blinking. She yawned and stretched her back, her breasts firm. Her stomach was still flat. She was only a few weeks pregnant so it would be a while before she showed. Just like Becky.

“Do you want your phone, honey?” my wife asked. Linda picked it up from where it set on the nightstand. Her large breasts swayed, as big as Becky’s and just as lovely.

“Might as well do some editing,” I said.

“Get rid of school, Daddy,” Sam muttered.

“Go get ready for school,” I told her, giving her a direct look. “Calling me daddy isn’t going to change that.”

Sam pouted at me. She was cute.

I took my phone from my wife. I swiped the screen and opened the app. Anael and Jophiel appeared on the foot of the bed, their legs entwined. They were grinding their pussies together, Jophiel’s large breasts heaving as she cried out in delight.

I paused reality as I entered editing mode.

Everyone froze around me except the two angels. They were gasping, moaning. It was hard not to stare at them, my cock hardening, thrusting up beside me. Anael’s blonde hair danced around her face, her small breasts jiggling. Her purple eyes flashed over to me.

“Master!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, Master, we’ve been tribbing all night long!”

I shook my head. “She’s really corrupted you, huh, Jophiel?”

“Yes, Master!” the busty, black-haired angel moaned. Her topaz eyes flashed with delight. “It feels incredible. Oh, my, yes!”

The two angels thrashed and moaned. They gasped out in rapture. The scent of angelic pussy filled my nose. I shook my head to wrench my gaze from the angels. I glanced down at the screen. I had my twelve edits.

It was time to fix things.

I decided to do Seattle the same way I had Rainier. Adding all the edits to the city to make it into a place where the people were proud to live there. It needed to be cleaned up. Things were getting out of hand there. It was a beautiful city that didn’t need to be destroyed by its altruism. I wanted the homeless to be helped with compassion, but they had to do their share, too. They couldn’t destroy where they stayed. Then I added the notes to have people want to vote for me for everything. Seattle was the largest city in Washington. Millions commuted into the city. It straddled I-5, the major north-south corridor on the West Coast. It was also a major port. So many people passed through here.

It would have a large effect.

“Mmm, what are you up to, Master?” Anael asked as she crawled over my legs, her purple eyes smoldered.

“He’s editing a city of course,” said Jophiel. “I predict Seattle.”

I winked at my Angel of Illumination while my Angel of Sexuality grabbed my cock. She stroked it as she straddled me. Her hand lifted my dick. She aimed it right at her pussy as she quivered there, her small breasts quivered.

She slammed her angelic cunt down my cock.

“Damn,” I groaned. Ironically, I was currently in Seattle’s Sexuality-Female Sub-Menu. Her pussy engulfed my cock. I shuddered at the pleasure of her pussy. Her silky cunt engulfed me. I shuddered, my family frozen around me.

Jophiel managed to wiggle between Sam and me. She pressed her large breasts into my side, her tits soft. Her nipples caressed my arm. It wasn’t a sexual act. She had this look of interest on her face as she stared at the app.

“Mmm, you want to go to the Infrastructure Sub-Menu, Master,” she purred.

“Right,” I groaned, tapping the screen while my dick throbbed in Anael’s pussy.

“Guide him in your way while I guide him in mine!” Anael gasped. Her twat squeezed around my dick. Her hips wiggled from side to side, stirring around my dick.

It was an incredible delight to have my angel ride me while my other cuddled up against me. Jophiel guided me through my edits, especially the mini-nuclear reactors to make Seattle into a better city. I shuddered, my dick aching, throbbing. My cock throbbed and ached in my angel’s cunt. Her pussy massaged me.

Anael’s moans rose over Jophiel’s whispers. The firm jiggle of Anael’s breasts quivered above me. She whimpered, her pussy clamping down on my cock. The massage was incredible. My phone shook in my had for a moment at that delicious sheath caressing my cunt.

“Edit the world, Master!” Anael moaned. “Edit everything!”

“Now, you want to go here,” Jophiel purred.

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, the pleasure washing through my body.

“Edit! Edit! Edit!” gasped Anael, her fingers rubbing at my stomach. “So hot!”

Her pussy squeezed around my dick. Her pussy massaged me. That wonderful glide of her cunt worked up and down my dick. The pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. Her juices soaked my shaft and dribbled down to my balls.

Her heavenly twat clenched around my cock as she rose up my shaft. Her cunt sucked at my dick. This wonderful bliss rippled through me as I edited a building so it had been claimed by eminent domain by the City of Seattle. Then I replaced it with one of the small nuclear reactors. Jophiel whispered into my ear, her voice soft and beautiful. Her breasts rubbed against my arms.

“Damn,” I groaned as I manipulated the phone. “Anael!”

“Edit them all!” she moaned. “Make all those women into your wanton whores! Make them all want to love this dick!”

“He’s already done that part,” purred Jophiel.

“Yes!” Anael gasped, her pussy slamming down my cock.

I groaned, having trouble focusing. My naughty angel’s breasts bounced above my phone. Her purple eyes flashed. Her blonde hair danced around her face. Her hips danced from side to side. Her twat squeezed about my dick, bringing me closer and closer to my climax.

Her twat slammed down my shaft. Her pussy took my girth over and over. My balls tightened. My dick came closer and closer to erupting. I groaned, struggling to focus. Her pussy was just such a tease. Such a silky delight.

“Master!” howled Anael, slamming down my cock. “Edit them all! It’s the best!”

“Yes!” I growled.

The pressure swelled to the hilt of my dick. My cock erupted as her pussy rose up my shaft. My cum fired into her pussy. Stars exploded across my vision. Anael gasped in delight. She slammed down my dick, taking me to the hilt. Bliss spilled through me.

Her pussy convulsed. The angel came on my dick. Spurt after spurt flooded her twat. This amazing treat rushed through my body. Every blast of spunk slammed into her. I groaned, my mind drinking in the rapture.

“Master! Master!” Anael moaned, her pussy milking my dick. “Ooh, yes, yes.”

Jophiel purred, “Have you satiated your lust now so our Master can continue imposing his will upon the world and shaping it to his pleasure?”

“Oh, yes,” Anael moaned as her pussy writhed about my dick. She milked me dry.

“Damn,” I panted as my orgasm peaked.

“Mmm,” Anael purred. She squirmed on my dick. My angel rested on my cock. “I needed that, Master.”

“You need that always.”

She beamed at me. “You know me so well.”

I chuckled, my blood buzzing with the rapture of my orgasm. I blinked and looked back at the phone. Jophiel walked me through the rest of the edits. It took time to get it all done, longer than Rainier. Seattle was a larger city. It needed more reactors than Rainier. Luckily, Jophiel’s knowledge was invaluable. Then I fixed the rest of the changes to make Seattle ready.

I compiled the changes. Reality rippled out from us and used six of my charges for the day. I could edit another city, but there were two girls I needed to take care of. Two of my students were pregnant.

I needed more concubines.

Tammy, Rita, and Courtney were wonderful. Those three girls were exciting, but so were Kyleigh and Nikkole. My dick twitched in Anael’s pussy as I opened up Kyleigh’s menu, the first-ever person I’d edited. I made her from an overweight and unhealthy girl into the hottest cutie at Rainier Christian High. I made some mistakes with her. The compulsion she had to have sex with her teachers caused her to neatly get not only herself in trouble, but me when she was caught by Principal Vern Atterbury.

I removed that compulsion then made her one of my concubines, happy to be one of my women. The fifteen-year-old girl would be ecstatic, slipping in with the others. My dick twitched in Anael’s pussy. The angel grinned at me, shifting her hips from side to side.

Pleasure rippled through me.

I wanted all my concubines to have something special about them. I made Tammy lactate, I made Rita exude happiness, and Courtney could give a perfect massage. For Kyleigh, I decided on something that fit her busty sensuality. I went to her Aura Sub-Menu located beneath her Spirituality Menu.

• Kyleigh exudes a presence that makes every man, except Steve Davies and James Davies, eager to please her and help her out in anything she needs. They will almost be infatuated with her, but their emotions will fade when she leaves their presence so no obsession or true feelings are created.

I liked it and, after making sure she had no new health issues (which she didn’t), I compiled her and committed to the changes. Reality rippled as I switched over to Nikkole Vance. My cheerleader slut was already edited to want to be with me.

It was easy to make her into a concubine. She was almost there as it was. She would be happy in my harem. She would be eager to love my family, love the other concubines. She was pregnant with my child, too, so she needed me to take care of her. I had an obligation to my family.

For her, I decided to make her an exhibitionist. Well, more than she already was. She had that desire I’d noticed when I peeked at her Desire Sub-Menu.

• Nikkole finds it sexy to wear revealing clothing, especially her cheerleader outfit. She craves to show more.

I changed it to:

• Nikkole finds it sexy to wear revealing clothing, especially her cheerleader outfit. She craves to show all. To wear only her pleated cheerleader skirt.

I went to her Morales Sub-Menu and found what held her back from going naked. The belief she had that actually showing her naked flesh was wrong. I deleted that. I instead added that she found it moral to show her body. It was right for her to do that. Then I edited her flesh the way I had edited that woman from Sea-Tac.

I wondered what she was up to? I made it so she could go naked no matter how hot or cold it was. Her skin was immune from sunburn. She wouldn’t suffer from heatstroke or hypothermia. I did that for Nikkole. The only difference between them was I made it so people noticed and appreciated Nikkole’s nudity. They would compliment her and make her feel great every time they did.

“You are a horny man, Master,” cooed Jophiel.

“Yep!” Anael moaned.

I groaned as she squirmed around on my cock as I finished my changes with Nikkole. Reality rippled while my dick throbbed in Anael’s cunt. I shuddered on the bed. I sat my phone on my chest, eyes blinking.

“What do you intend to use your remaining charges for, Master?” Jophiel asked.

“Not sure, except…” I frowned. “The house needs to be bigger. With all these concubines…”

“Yes, I have been thinking about that for the last seventeen seconds,” Jophiel said. “I have a layout to your house that would be ascetically pleasing and would provide the room for your harem.”

“You figured out the architectural layout in seventeen seconds?”

She nodded. “If I was focusing on it, I could have done it faster. My apologies.”

“Isn’t she just an overachiever?” asked Anael, a grin on her lips.

“A little,” I said. “Okay, talk me through it.”

I was glad editing paused reality. It took a while. She explained how to make all the modifications.

It took two edits: one to buy my neighbor’s property and demolish their house and the second to extend my house into the space I’d purchased. I had gained what was essentially a second wing. It matched it, as promised by Jophiel, with each concubine getting her own bedroom. I expanded the hot water heater to be up to hotel standards and added several bathrooms.

That many women in the house needed the bathroom space.

It took a while, but I was satisfied with the changes. I hit the compile button. Reality rippled. The house changed, though I didn’t feel it. I smiled, glad about what I had accomplished. I wasn’t sure what I would use the last two edits I had for the day.

I would figure it out sometime today.

I closed the app. Anael vanished off my cock. It smacked against my stomach.

“Oh, Daddy, what did you just change?” asked Sam, her head dancing around.

I winked at her. “Come on, let’s get ready for school.”

“Mmm, I hope the new hot water heaters can keep up,” said my wife.

“Oh?” I asked her, giving her a glance. “You think they’re not up to par?”

“Well, I hope so,” she said. “I’m just glad the construction is finished.”

“Worth it for my friends to move in with us!” Sam said, a big grin on her face.

“Yep, it’s been under construction for how long?” I asked.

“Well…” My wife furrowed her brow. “Are you telling me you just edited our house and didn’t have to deal with the annoyance of the last few weeks?”

I winked at my wife.

She smacked my shoulder and burst into laughter. “Oh, your app makes my head spin.”

I just grinned at her.

The house echoed as everyone got ready for school. Showers were being run at the same time, pushing the new hot water heaters to their limits. The shouts of girls echoed through the house while the anime girls were busy cooking breakfast for our extended family and keeping everything clean. Our kitchen was expanded, a suggestion from Jophiel, to handle our large family.

The concubines were also in the house, including Kyleigh and Nikkole. Before I made my changes, they were sleeping in their own houses. After, they were running around their new home, Nikkole naked.

James kept staring at her with a grin on his face while Ruri stared daggers and Orihime giggled.

It was hectic with so many women in the house. Everyone bustled as they got ready, the girls all donning their school uniform. A whole flotilla of schoolgirls in their gray skirts, white blouses, and ties ran through the house. Finally, we all headed out to school, cramming into my minivan. My wife was upfront in her pink scrubs. I was in my slacks and dress shirt, a dark tie hanging down my throat.

James opted to drive himself and his women in my sedan.

All the girls were giggling and gossiping. Nikkole’s youthful tits were on display. Her blonde hair, with streaks of red dye in it, swayed about her face. Her perky breasts jiggled as she laughed, sitting between Rita and Tammy.

A short drive later, I pulled into the school’s parking lot and we piled out, feeling the energy in the air. It echoed around us. People just seemed happier. The students seemed to be more than genial with each other. Smiles flashed. It felt more like a community.

“Oh, look at that,” my wife said, nodding her head to Principal Atterbury. The gruff, old man was leaning against the building, talking to Alisha Forest. She was pressed against the wall, a coquettish twist to her. He stroked her hair. “He’s hitting on her.”

“Well, I did edit him to like schoolgirls,” I said. “And now…” I shrugged. “Well, no one thinks it’s weird.”

My wife grinned. “Dirty teacher.”

I winked at her.

“Hey, Steve,” my friend Bob said. He was coming from his own car, his girlfriend, Taylor Adair, at his side. I’d edited it so those two got passed their nervousness and started dating. A little nudge. “Congratulations, Mr. Mayor. Things are changing fast in this town.”

“Thanks,” I said, shaking his hand.

“It’s just amazing the progress that’s been happening,” said Taylor. She smiled at me. “I’m looking forward to what you do with this town. Don’t disappoint us.”

“I’ll try,” I said, feeling the weight in my pocket from my phone.

My daughter, Sam, darted up, her skirt swirling about her thighs. She threw her arms around Taylor. Sam’s head darted in. Their lips met. I smiled as Sam deployed her fertile kiss on the woman. My daughter was really enjoying her gift.

“Enjoy!” my daughter said and rushed off into the school. She grabbed another student, a senior girl named Ashlea Botterill, and planted a quick kiss on her lips.

“Boy, she’s friendly,” Taylor said, a shiver running through her body. Her cheeks burned bright.

“Yep,” I said as Sam turned and kissed another girl.

“Is she going to kiss every girl in school?” asked my wife.

“I think so. Maybe I shouldn’t have given her that power.” It was too late now. It looked like Rainier High would have a baby boom.

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James Davies

I strolled into school, feeling a subtle change in the air. People who normally ignored me greeted me with honest smiles and called me by name. It was hard not to smile back. They complimented my girlfriends, not hitting on them like some guys would, but genuine sentiments. Ruri had a smug smile on her face and Orihime just beamed.

It was refreshing.

“Oy, James,” a girl with an Irish voice called out. “There you are. I just wanted to thank you.”

“Oh?” I asked, arching an eyebrow at Róis. I’d fucked her yesterday at her request. “Found your soulmate already?”

“I did,” she said, this look of joy crossing her face. “I met him after church. I just ran into him while shopping for some groceries for my host family.” She sighed.

“Who is he?” asked Orihime, interest in her voice.

“Dean,” Róis said. “He’s an older guy. Thirty, but he’s just perfect. I mean, we clicked.”

“That’s amazing! You’re so lucky. I just clicked with Ruri. Right, Ruri.”

Ruri nodded. She snuggled closer to me, her slender body trembling. Her pale cheeks went scarlet.

“I just wanted to thank you,” Róis said again. “I’m just so dizzy. You’re amazing. Thanks!”

She planted a quick kiss on my cheek. She turned around like she was going to leave when my younger sister Sam swooped in and planted a hot smooch on her lips. Róis stiffened and then groaned, melting into the kiss with my sister.

“Enjoy!” Sam said when she broke the kiss. She darted off, shouting, “Hey, hey, JoBeth!”

My dick twitched as I stared at Róis, her cheeks growing hot. She fanned her face.

“Mmm, you could be the one to breed her,” Orihime whispered into my ear. “Just like you bred Ruri and me.”

My dick swelled harder.

“Imagine sliding into Róis. Just pumping your cock in and out of her,” my naughty girlfriend continued. Her large breasts pressed into my arm. Her tongue brushed my ear. “How does that sound?”

I stared at Róis. She looked a little dazed. Horny. I could breed her. Her new boyfriend, her soulmate, would raise my child. He’d probably think it was his own. I would know the truth. I would know that I had not only taken her virginity but knocked her up; physical proof that she’d been my slut.

It was so tempting, but… but… Róis was so happy. I ensured she found the one person that would complete her. Without that, she might never have found him. She could have gone her entire life without ever having found her special someone. She wasn’t lucky like me.

She didn’t have her father creating her dream lover, or lovers, for her.

“No,” I said, my voice throaty.

Róis glanced at me. “No?”

“Nothing,” I said. “Orihime’s just being a brat.”

“Well, congratulations on finding your soulmate,” Orihime said. She snuggled against me. “My James is just a wonderful guy.”

“I’m telling all my friends they need to sleep with you,” Róis said. “I want them all to be so happy.”

“Just let them know they have to please us, too,” Orihime said. “especially Ruri. She loves getting her pussy licked.”

“Idiot!”

“She’s just shy,” Orihime added.

I chuckled and said, “Come on, let’s get to class.”

“The first sensible thing said this morning,” Ruri said. “Some big-breasted bimbos project too much.”

“I do have big breasts,” Orihime said, sighing fondly as she snuggled up to my other side.

Róis gave me an amused smile before she rushed off.

As I headed to my first class, I started thinking about what my dad had already done to this town. It was great. I wanted to only make it better. Were there ways to do it? As I settled down at my desk, I pulled out my notebook. Instead of paying attention to the lesson—I would just copy off Ruri’s impeccable notes later on—I began sketching ideas.

Ways to make everything better.

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Becky Davies

Tonya held my arm as we moved through the school, a flock of excited girls buzzing around us. I shuddered, my blouse half-unbuttoned, my gray tie falling down amid the exposed cleavage of my breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra and I didn’t care.

My tits were on display for my admirers to appreciate.

I loved the attention. Girls were gushing over my tits like they always did. They all saw how perfect they were. My friend, Tonya, seemed to be excited that she was the girl able to walk at my side. The one that I paid most attention to. I was starting to think I loved her as much as my parents.

Maybe even more than Sam.

Tonya was just incredible. I loved sharing her with her mother, our teachers, and soon we’d be having fun with all these girls. They all drooled over my enchanted tits. I could whip out a breast and have any one of these girls suckling on them.

As much fun as that would be, I had to focus. Study. I needed to learn as much as possible to help Daddy improve the world. I would help him transform it into paradise. Our child would grow up in a perfect life.

After school, I would have some fun.

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Linda Davies

I sat naked in the nurse’s office, staring at my computer. My phone rested beside me, the demonic app itching at the back of my mind. It was like a bug scurried along my thoughts. I could use it one time to make my change upon the world, to leave my edit behind. I squirmed, feeling the texture of the seat beneath my rump.

My heart thundered in my chest, fighting against the tension. The temptation. It would be so easy to do. I just had to find Sandalphon’s real name. I googled Sandalphon, reading what the internet had to say about him. I had to figure out his real name.

Nothing stood out.

Venus and Sophia were the real names to Anael and Jophiel. They made sense. Anael, an angel of sexuality, would be associated with the star named after the Goddess of Love while Sophia was the feminine personification of Wisdom from Jewish mythology. It fit Jophiel. She was the Angel of Illumination.

Of knowledge and understanding.

So what were Sandalphon’s traits?

My door opened. “Nurse Davies?” a girl asked. “I, um, have a problem.”

I sighed and turned around in my chair to see Dotty Holmwood enter, her auburn hair swaying as she undid the gray tie of her school uniform. It whisked through the neckline. Her blue eyes flashed up to my naked body as she draped the tie on a rack. This room was edited so girls would strip naked upon entering. Also, one female student a day would visit me randomly for the most spurious of reasons. The room made them horny, eager to have sex with me.

My husband was a wonderful man, but I wasn’t in the mood right now. I had to figure this out.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. If it were a real problem, then I would help this girl. I was a nurse in truth.

“It’s just…” Her blue eyes had this glossy gleam to them. Her cheeks blushed red. “I have this itch.”

I sighed. “Itch?”

She nodded her head as she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the large swell of her breasts cupped in a white bra decorated in purple blossoms. She opened her top and slipped out of it. “Down… down in my pussy.”

“I know just what you need. Once you’re naked, crawl beneath my desk and eat my pussy while masturbating your twat. That will take care of it.”

“Oh, good,” she said. “I, uh, am a little sticky down there. I mean, I just had sex with my new boyfriend.” She beamed at me. “I can’t believe that I’m dating Matthew Tollemache. He’s my soulmate. I never thought he’d even pay attention to me. Not with girls like Nikkole or Kyleigh around.”

“Well, they’re my husband’s concubines now,” I said. “So you don’t have to worry about them as competition.”

“Your son is amazing,” she said, slipping off her skirt. “I bumped into Matthew on the way to class and it just hit us. We were meant for each other. Soulmates, you know.”

“I know,” I said. I found a soulmate in my husband. “I’m glad for you. Now, just get under here and lick my pussy. Once we both cum, you can be on your way.” And I could get back to more important things.

However, seeing her large breasts sway—they were almost as big as my daughter Becky’s—stirred delight in my cunt. That wet itch built. Maybe an orgasm would help relax me as I continued my search. Dotty shoved down her panties, her trimmed, dark-red bush matted with her boyfriend’s pearly cum.

She wasn’t joking. She’d been fucked hard. At school. The star quarterback had a reputation for a roaming eye. Many of the girls wanted him. He had that sort of bad-boy reputation that made young women into idiots. Now he was tied down to this girl, who was probably pregnant. I had a feeling my youngest daughter had kissed Dotty, inflaming her hormones and leading to her little romp.

“Mmm, come here and feast on me,” I purred, spreading my thighs. “Get that tongue deep into my twat.”

“I’ve never eaten out a woman before,” she said. “I’m just so giddy, Nurse Davies. Matthew Tollemache is my soulmate!”

Squealing, she darted towards me, those large tits of hers heaving. They slapped together. They were such a lovely sight. My cunt melted, juices soaking my bush. I gripped my large tits, squeezing and kneading them. My fingers dug into my flesh as she reached me. She fell to her knees, staring at my furred muff with a look of awe in her blue eyes.

Licking her lips, she buried her face down into my cunt like she’d eaten pussy before. I gasped as the underage schoolgirl’s tongue went to town on my twat. She licked and lapped at me, sending bliss surging through my body. I groaned, my cunt squeezing around her tongue. She lapped and licked with hunger.

She feasted on me.

“Dotty!” I gasped at her hunger. One hand gripped my left thigh while her other was beneath her, frigging her.

“You taste so good, Nurse Davies!” she groaned. “You were right, this is what I needed!”

“Mmm, scratch that itch in your sloppy cunt,” I moaned. “And get that tongue in me. Swirl it around.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned.

Her tongue danced through my depths. My chair creaked as I leaned back into it. My toes curled as the bliss flowed through me. It was such a wicked treat to feel. My heart pounded in my chest, pumping rapture through my veins. My fingers tightened on my tits.

Her nose rubbed into my clit. She whimpered, clearly pleasing herself. I could hear the wet plunge of her fingers into her cum-filled twat. Her tongue danced through my depths. She wiggled it around inside of me.

It was a shame Steve’s cum wasn’t in me. I should have him fuck me before classes just so the girl who showed up during the day could have that thrill. I shuddered, my digits sliding up to the pinnacle of my tits. I found my nubs. I pinched them. Twisted them.

Pleasure rippled through my body. My thighs squeezed about her face. I held her pinned to my cunt as she feasted on me. She moaned as she licked through my pussy. My chair creaked as my body spasmed, my nerves conducting bliss through my flesh every time she brushed my clit.

“That’s it, Dotty,” I panted. “Ooh, yes, yes, just like that. Get that tongue in me. Don’t be afraid.”

“I won’t!” she moaned. Her eyes gleamed as they stared up my body.

Her lips latched onto my clit. I gasped at the flare of pleasure bursting through my body. My thighs clamped around her head. The euphoria surged through me. That wonderful bliss swelled and swelled inside of me. I gasped, grinding against her youthful face.

“Schoolgirl slut!” I hissed. “Yes, yes, make me cum! Then you can explode. You can erupt on your fingers.”

“Yes, Nurse Davies!” she moaned. “I’m getting there. This is so hot. I needed this.”

“All you little schoolgirls need to eat my cunt!” I moaned, picturing a harem of hundreds of them, all nubile and beautiful, all wanting to worship me. They would do anything for me. They would surrender their body to my husband, my children, my friends.

My lover Marissa.

I gasped as I glanced at my phone. I could make it happen. My own harem!

My fingers dug into my tits. I slid them up to my nipples, pinching my nubs. I twisted them, gripping them so tight as my orgasm swelled. As temptation rippled through my body. I wrenched my gaze away from my phone and stared down my body, past my heaving tits, to those blue eyes peering up at me.

“Make me cum right now, slut!” I whimpered.

She sucked hard on my clit. Her hand, gripping my left thigh, slid up until her fingers were teasing the folds of my pussy. Her touch was electric. She wanted to please me so bad. I twisted my nipples as far as I could.

The pain burst and then merged with the pleasure, intensifying everything.

Her fingers jammed into my juicy cunt’s depths.

I came.

I bucked on the chair. My moans echoed through the room as my orgasm exploded through me. Waves of rapture rippled out of my cunt, flooding my nervous system. Bliss drowned my mind. I gasped, my pussy convulsing around her digits.

“Nurse Davies!” she moaned.

Her tongue lapped around her fingers, gathering the flood of my spicy passion spilling out of me. I shook my head, stars bursting before my eyes. I groaned, twisting my nipples as hard as I could. It was the best.

Amazing.

I loved it.

Rapture burned through my body. I whimpered and groaned. My heart hammered in my chest. It was incredible to feel. To experience. I melted into it. I panted, my thoughts spinning from the rush of bliss that she gave me.

“Oh, Dotty, yes, yes!” I groaned.

“Nurse Davies! This is it! What I needed!” She trembled. “Oh, Nurse Davies, thank you.”

“Mmm, you’re welcome,” I panted, releasing my nipples. “How is your itch?”

“Satiated. Thank you.”

I shuddered and nodded. “I’ll write you a pass. Have a good day.”

“I will!” She bounded to her feet, huge tits heaving. “I’m dating Matthew Tollemache!”

I smiled at her enthusiasm as I turned in my chair. I opened my drawer, my phone almost glowing in the corner of my eye. I ignored it. I wrote her a note as I came down from my orgasmic high. I thrust it at her and then went back to my research while she dressed in the background.

“Have a good day, Nurse Davies,” she called as she slipped out.

“You, too,” I said absently, my pleasure fading as I dug into my research.

Sandalphon was an Angel of Power. What was a powerful planet? Jupiter?

I wrote that down on my notepad. The King of the Gods and the largest of the planets. There was definitely a connection between planets and heaven. It was all over medieval mythology. Dante wrote about it in his Divine Comedy. Paradisio had Heaven as celestial spheres. Luna, Venus, Mercury, Sol, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn, with the stars next, and the last one the Empyrean Sea.

Jupiter was a good possibility.

I wanted more options. I would have to test them out on my app first. Now Jophiel and Anael mentioned Sandalphon was also the Angel of Death. That made me think of Pluto, not the cute dog from Disney or that little dwarf planet, but the God of the Underworld. The God who judged the dead.

A fitting name for the Angel of Death. There was also the traditional name of the Angel of Death. Azrael. What if it was right there in plain sight? What if the reason that Sandalphon and the traditional name for the Angel of Death were different was the simple fact that people had already figured out his true name.

It couldn’t be that simple, but if I didn’t try it, I would be an idiot. So Azrael went on the list.

But Sandalphon was also a warrior. He had a flaming sword. Jophiel mentioned he’d guarded the Gates of Eden. The Old Testament mentioned that. Two archangels with flaming swords. Mars would be a fitting name for that aspect.

The red star. The God of War.

I leaned back in my chair. Were any of these a possibility, the answer? Sophia had no celestial or godly connection. Could Sandalphon’s name be connected to something else? A mighty man from the bible. Someone strong and powerful.

Sampson?

I smiled at that. Sampson was undone by a beautiful woman. Delilah had learned his secret from him and then chained him. A hot thrill ran through me as I added his name onto the list. I nodded my head. It was a start.

I stretched my back and kept googling. I wanted an exhaustive list.

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Steve Davies

“Mr. Davies,” said JoBeth Black, a freshman in my last period of the day. She was a slender thing, her freckled cheeks blushing bright. She squirmed as she stopped before me, her small, conical breasts quivering before her.

Like all the other female students who came into my class, she was naked. I hadn’t gotten around to enjoying her. She was in my last class of the day and, well, I was usually satiated by then. I hadn’t touched any girls in this class save Yumiko Itou, and she was a pregnant girl I’d fucked in the nurse’s office with my wife.

She was dating Horacio, and they would soon be married thanks to my edits.

“Yes, JoBeth?” I asked, smiling at the nubile girl. She had curly, brown hair, a cute nose, and a twinkle in her green eyes.

“Well, it’s just…” She squirmed, giving her conical breasts a firm jiggle that was so inviting. “I’ve always had a crush on you and… and… I just have this feeling you’ll give me… a… a…” Her cheeks were flaming scarlet now. “Oh, gosh, I mean…” Fidgeting, her fingers played over her smooth belly.

“Did my daughter Sam kiss you today?” I asked, a suspicion rising with my hardening cock. I was naked. It was the way I taught classes now.

She nodded her head.

“Well honey,” I said, smiling at her. “I would be glad to give you this gift.” I paused. I had two edits left. If I was going to breed her, I should make her a concubine. And that left one edit left. Who should I give it to? Another girl to make a concubine?

Maybe I should ask Linda and see if she had any preference and…

It clicked into my head. I hadn’t thought of my wife’s best friend and lover in a while. Things had been hectic. Marissa. She was down in Las Vegas missing out on all this fun. I knew who I would edit. But later.

“Just hop onto the desk,” I said, licking my lips. “Let me eat you out and then I’ll put a baby in your belly.”

“Thank you, Mr. Davies,” she breathed. She spun around and hopped onto my desk. “Um… Will I become one of your concubines?”

I arched an eyebrow. “You’ve heard about that?”

“Rita was bragging about it in my last class,” JoBeth said. “And she’s just made it sound like the best. I felt so happy when I thought about it and… and… She said if you bred a girl, you would make her your concubine.”

I winked at her as I fell to my knees. “I think it can be arranged.”

“Thank you, Mr. Davies!” she moaned as I pressed her thighs apart and stared at her trimmed bush, her sweet pussy juices filling my nose.

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Linda Davies

“Dammit,” I snarled, holding my phone.

 

“Why won’t any of them work?” I demanded. Mars, Jupiter, Azrael, Pluto, and even Sampson were rejected. I tried Goliath. David. I punched in Jesus out of desperation. None of them worked. Every time, the app flashed:

 

“I’m sorry,” purred Lilith. She perched on my desk, her silvery hair falling about her breasts. “But there are other ways you can use the app than just checking the password on one stodgy angel.”

I glared at her. “What do you know. Stodgy. Is he a boring guy? Is there something boring about him? Is he stuffy? Michael! What if that’s his real name?”

As I typed in that name, Lilith laughed.

 

“Michael is a real angel. I’m sorry.” She leaned over. “Mmm, let’s discuss other ways you can use this app.”

I shuddered as her finger stroked over my lip. Her eyes filled my vision. She leaned in and kissed me. A surge of heat shot through me. The demon’s tongue thrust into my mouth. I whimpered and melted into her kiss.

To be continued…

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