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 Title: Snuff Your Mother, Son
Author: Brutalizer (beardless69@hotmail.com)
Keywords: inc, mF, snuff, preg, cannibalism
Summary: My son Brad gets a special birthday present.
   I never wanted to keep any of the sons we got.  But my wife (also my
sister) had other ideas.  She wanted to keep him around.  Which was bad for
me, of course, given that it meant I had to wait for another pregnancy
before she delivere me a girl baby to fuck.  Also I wasn't even allowed to
touch the boy's ass.  She wanted him kept unabused.  That's no fun!
   We live in a secluded farm which makes it possible for us to live this
lifestyle.  Our grandparents built a grand fortune that make it possible
for us to support a big household - not that our household ever gets too
big, hehe.  My parents and me and my wife/sister have merely kept the
fortune up by working hard.
   As for free-time fun, well we have breeding, molesting, and on rare
occasions snuffing, our children.  Of course torture of my daughters keep
days fun too.  Also all the sons are killed straight away.  Cause I never
get my sister get seen when she's pregnant, no-one even has an idea.
   Except for my first son, he actually has lived a full life.  Today he
turns 14 years old.  I never wanted to keep him, just like I said.  I just
wanted daughters to enjoy by raping and killing them.  But I had taken a
liking to the boy.  He showed early orientation to sadism and of course I
took him under my wing.  He was only 9-years old when he killed - without
any help of mine - his newborn little brother by hacking him with an axe.
Of course the kiddo was always torturing his little sisters as well.  I
always felt so proud.  I had brought him up well.  He knew how to treat
women right.
   His mother wasn't safe either.  Of course he picked that up from me.  I
hated my sister and only thing good about her was the fact that she was my
sister and available for breeding - family tradition had been only to breed
within the family, to keep outsiders from tainting our pure genes.  But
especially as she got older and she no longer had her good looks to keep my
interest, I started often beating her up severely.  Of course, like any
woman, torturing her was just fun.  No wonder my son picked it up.
   As soon as the kid started getting boners he started fucking.  His small
dick of course didn't bring a lot of pain to the babies he fucked, but that
was still enough to make them scream.  Usually when popping a cherry of a
new daughter, I let him break the hymen and "warm the baby up", before I
used my 8-inch cock on her.  Having him warm the bitch up made the babies
more likely to survive the tearing my fuck caused.
   When he turned 13, I asked what he wanted for birthday present.  His
answer was clear - he wanted to breed her mother.  So the breeding sessions
was started straight away and I was actually relieved not to have to waste
my energy more on her.  I finally could focus full-time on raping my
daughters.  Only couple of daughters were still alive above 10 years of
age, and were soon becoming fertile - I couldn't wait to start breeding
them.
   As for my son, well he was successful on breeding her whore mother very
soon.  Guess to him my sister still looks good with her big breasts and
curvy body, but I've perhaps fucked her too many times, and need younger
cunt.  Anyway, he was really happy when his mother gave birth to his first
daughter.  "What are we going to do with her?" I asked right away.  "She is
going to become my wife", My son - whose name, by the way, was Brad - said
proudly.
   I felt so proud too.  Brad was showing maturity.  It was very wise of
him to breed with his mother to make a breeding cow for himself.  Of
course, to actually get to breed her would take him over a decade, but
meanwhile he had a lot of time to perfect his breeding, torturing, and
snuffing skills with his sisters.
   When my oldest daughter turned 13 and started finally having her periods
just couple of weeks ago, my sister's days were numbered.  She asked me to
spare her, for her son, though, so that's why she's still alive.  She isn't
needed for breeding anymore, my daughter's gonna be the main cow now.  I've
got four daughters planned to let grow up into adulthood.  Rest will be
snuffed at some point.
   What a fun breeding toys they will make in the future.
   But, as I said, my whore wife, or sister if you prefer, is now useless.
I spared her to my son.  And like I said, today is my son's birthday.  So
I'm going to ask him what he wants as a birthday present.
   As I entered my son's room, he was there at his favorite act - fucking
his mother.  I felt proud again.  What a good motherfucker my son is!
   "Son, I can see you are in a bit of middle of a something, but I as you
know, today is your birthday." "I know, that's why I'm fucking mommy", Brad
replied after stopping rutting.  "It's my birthday mommy fuck." "Mhmm, well
that's what I'm here for - to ask if you wish something else for your
birthday besides fucking your mother." "Well, mom is now useless that my
sis has started menstruating?" "True, son.  I don't need her for breeding
any more.  For busting a nut I've not really enjoyed her in a while", I
replied, smiling.  "Then I want to be the one to snuff her."
   His mother gasped as Brad said it.  "Oh baby!  It's been my dream to get
snuffed by my very own son." "Mhmm", Brad said.  "I'm going to bust my
final nut inside the very womb I came from, and then I'm going to kill you,
mother." "Yes, please do that."
   Brad started grunting and fucking.  I knew I had the interfere.  That's
not the way to snuff a bitch!  "Son, I have to stop you there." "What is
it, dad?" Brad asked, slightly annoyed.  "Wouldn't it feel better to snuff
your mother at the same time you cum inside of her womb?"
   Brad's annoyance dissolved as he thought the prospect of that.  "Hmm,
you are right about that.  How do you suggest I snuff her." "Turn her
around and fuck her from behind like the bitch she is, and start strangling
her."
   Brad let out the same evil smile I often let out when I was torturing or
snuffing my girls.  He liked it.  "Let's do that.  Get on all fours, bitch
mother!"
   Seeing my son fuck his own mother, and my sister, was one of the most
pleasurable sights of my life.  Certainly I knew at that point that I'd
enjoy having him as a companion for breeding, torturing and snuffing all of
my daughters.  I doubt any of them lives very long lives.  At maximum as
long as their slut mother.  Certainly they are not let to age into useless
bags of skin that all the old women are.
   "Oh, dad", my son started grunting.  "I'm close." "Go ahead...  Snuff
your mother!" My son squeezed his hand around her mothers throat.  The
squeeze was tight and firm.  My sister started struggling for air, with her
head getting redder.  "Oh shit!" Brad moaned.  "She is coming!  The bitch
is fucking coming from being snuffed by his son."
   I noticed the subtle jerks of my sister and imagined her used up cunt
contracting around my son's cock.  It undoubtedly was milking his cock and
forcing it to cum.
   Only few seconds later my son felt his mother die around his cock and
ejaculated his balls completely empty inside her body.  "Oh God...  Thanks
mommy.  That was the best cum I've ever had", Brad said, out of breath, and
pulled his now limp cock out of his dead mother's corpse.  Then he turned
to me with a smile: "Time for a roast, dad".  "True.  No bitch's meat
should go to waste", I smiled.  "Of course she being old means she won't
taste as good as young girls, but there being a lot of meat makes up for
it. We will be eating her remains for a while!"
   My son and me laughed, threw high-fives with me and then we carried the
bitches body to a special oven I had built - it was large enough to take an
adult woman, though for the most part we roasted very young girls there.
   Roasting the bitch took a lot of finesse, but I pulled it off very well
and had some nice bonding time with my son, as I taught him how to roast an
adult woman.  It was exciting for Brad to see his mother roasted.  He of
course got the first taste and the best bits, as the whore's tits were on
his plate.
   So yeah, that concludes the story of my son's fourteenth birthday.  I
can't wait for his 15th birthday, we will surely come up with something
exciting!
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