Chapter 8

Lacey Alexis woke up, chained to a wall. A very tall girl with dark blue hair wearing a very thin black cloak over her tight revealing black leather body suit stepped out of the shadows. The girl brushed her hair out of her dark eyes, and smiled wickedly as she pulled out her whip.

"Is my little slave ready to play," she asked.

"Vanessa," Lacey Alexis asked in astonishment. "What the hell is this? Don't you have Sarah for this kind of thing?"

"She's with Nick or something," she said casually. She snapped her fingers, and Lacey Alexis's clothes burned away. Vanessa strutted over to her, and snapped clamps on her nipples.

"You will cum when I tell you to cum, or you'll be punished. Do you understand?" Lacey Alexis nodded. "The safe word is lemon drop."

Sophie, believing the entire circumstances that had occurred to this point was simply a dream, was completely naked and kneeling next to her mother Stacey in front of Charlie's cock. Stacey had her long black hair with a bright blue bow in her hair. Her pale green eyes stared at Charlie's cock along with Sophie.

"Is this a dream," Sophie thought aloud. "This has to be a dream."

"Does this answer your question," Charlie asked. He kissed her deeply, and confirmed her skepticism. The girls took turns sucking Charlie's dick, as he sprayed his seed all over their faces. Charlie split a clone off from himself, as he'd seen his father and girlfriend do and the Charlie clone started eating Stacey out.

"Isn't this a bit…incestuous," Sophie asked. Both Charlies shook their heads.

"Sophie," Charlie reminded her. "I'm not really a Sanchez, remember? I just became a Sanchez in name only too prevent such a thing with Lacey Alexis and all. Like Sabrina's husband Billy, taking all the name and power of a Sanchez but not the bloodline of one; y'know, like Katie." Sophie would've noted the expositional nature of Charlie's response but was too distracted by how good Charlie's tongue dug into her deeply. Stacey—underestimating Charlie's clone's abilities—finally lost it and let it al out at once.

"Charlie," she said. "I haven't felt an orgasm that good since your father."

"Just wait," the Charlie's said. They motioned for the girls to roll over onto their backs, which they did. Both Charlies stuck their cocks into their respective girls. Sophie, however, was a bit skeptic to having Charlie take her virginity. She'd always thought that her boyfriend Arthur would be the first to take her virginity, but here she was—Charlie lying on top of her, fondling and licking her breasts and sliding his long cock in and out of her tight, wet pussy. She found herself uncontrollably moaning and shouting out "More Charlie, pop my cherry" without realizing it. This only encouraged Charlie to pump harder and harder into her, along with his clone. Stacey moaned along with her daughter as the Charlie clone licked her breasts like Charlie was doing to Sophie. Stacey leaned over and began to kiss Sophie, who allowed her mother to stick her tongue down her throat.

"I'm coming," the Charlies moaned. The Charlie clone pulled his cock out of Stacey's pussy and blew his load all over Stacey's breasts as she orgasmed. Charlie, however, came inside Sophie.

"Can we do that again, Charlie," Sophie asked her eyes wide. Charlie chucked a bit.

"Sure girls," he said. "We can go again right now. By the way, mom, have you seen Lacey Alexis? I'll bet she'd want to get in on this." Just then, Lacey Alexis burst in through the door, naked and covered in burn marks and various scratches and scrapes, all of which slowly disappeared from her flesh because of her healing factor.

"I've had a long day," she said slowly and coldly. "Don't ask." She glanced over at Sophie and her mother lying with Charlie, and smiled slightly. "I'm getting in on round 2."

Caroline lay in her room with dark slow metal music as she had every day after she had her powers revoked. Because of her reluctance to see the sun in a while, she had very pale skin. She brushed a lock of her dark hair out of her eyes and listened to the music. I thought that getting rid of those powers would make me happy, she thought. Why am I still so depressed? There was a knock at her door.

"It's open," she called. A short girl with the same brown hair as her cousin Eddie—who had been gone off to visit with the Manchezes for a few weeks—and blue eyes as her sister Robyn opened the door. Her hair was draped over her shoulders as she looked over at Caroline.

"What," Caroline said coldly.

"Is something wrong, Aunt Caroline," Tanya asked. Caroline sighed. Tanya was a clone of Robyn and Eddie, with her DNA stabled using her father Thom's DNA. Tanya's cousin Samantha left with her father Zebb when he moved out with his girlfriend Princess Ivy. I apologize for the expositional diatribe, but I couldn't find another way of explaining this outside of clunky, expositional dialogue exchanges.

"It's been a long time since I've been with a guy," Caroline said. "Like, ever since I broke up Jimmy." Tanya's phone buzzed, and she read the text message from Melissa.

"Aunt Caroline," Tanya said. "As riveting as this depressing conversation is, I gotta go." Tanya left the room, as she looked over her shoulder at her 'aunt.' I wonder if there's some way that I can help, she thought.

Ivy looked at the note on the door to her penthouse apartment left by her fiancée, given the handwriting. Ivy had dark green hair and black eyes, and—despite being from a royal family—she tended typically dressed in her usual attire of a dark green tank top and black jeans that practically looked like they were painted on. This, among other things, was what made her the family black sheep.

"Ivy," she read, as she entered the apartment. "I went to Sabrina's to congratulate her on her marriage to Billy, and Samantha won't be home for another hour (give or take, depending on when you read this note). I hope you won't mind being alone for a few hours, and I'm only telling you this so you're not complaining about how I didn't tell you where I was. See you tomorrow, Zebb." Ivy sighed and called her cousin.

"Hey, May," she said. "Look, it doesn't matter if Uncle Abelard and Aunt Hildegard made YOU the queen doesn't mean I'll address you as 'your majesty.' Look, can you stop by or what?" a few hours later, her cousin arrived at the door. As usual, Queen May was dressed in a long pale yellow and pink ball gown with white lace. A golden crown adorned with various jewels and gemstones lay perched atop her shimmering golden hair.

"Well, May," Ivy said, examining her 'good' cousin's attire for the evening. "I see your eighteenth-century-wedding-cake fashion style is about as subtle as ever."

"I see that you still dress like you're off to some heavy metal concert, cousin," May replied. You're just lucky that my fiancée's dad exorcised you all those years ago, Ivy muttered under her breath. Should've just left you like that; you were a lot more fun when that demon was bouncing around your skull. A young dark-haired girl with navy-blue eyes in a dark red dress ran out to hear all the commotion.

"Aunt May," Samantha said happily as she ran over to hug her.

"Aunt," the queen said perplexedly.

"Well, technically," Ivy explained. "Samantha is Zebb's clone—you met Zebb, Zander's son—anyway, Samantha's a clone of him and his sister Natasha and uses Zander's DNA to prevent her from going from this to a puddle of genetic sludge [do you see how awkward and expositional that sounds in context?]."

"Well," May explained. "I was just about to ask if I could visit with you. You see, it's been a long time since I was with another woman, and the nobility is so wooden and lifeless in bed, and…you see where I'm going with this?" Ivy took off her shirt to reveal her black lacey bra.

"I think I might have an idea. Samantha, how would you like to help your aunt out of her dress and be in your first threesome?"

"well," Samantha said thoughtfully. "It wouldn't be my first threesome…"

"With girls," May continued. Samantha lit up, and slowly pulled off her dress.