18 Gift from the Maker (1/2)

It takes hours to read through all the notifications.

And by the time I am done asking the all-powerful System about the finer things in my ghostly afterlife and constantly being rejected just like that time when I keep on harassing this hot girl out to the prom with me, it is already morning.

My alarm radio goes off as usual, and with a smile on my face, I open my eyes to greet a new day.

My mind is completely at east.

That is a bit strange, given that I should be very worried.

Not worried. Utterly terrified, actually.

I really should be terrified about all those cosmic stuffs that are out there in the universe, readying to come and devour my puny soul.

I should also be terrified about the possibility of being discovered by my bitch of a wife. Discovered of the fact that I have repeated face-fuck our only daughter and have her swallow my milky venom under the pretense of saving my life.

Oh. And as a bonus, I also grope her sweet busty breasts and bountiful ass while I dump gallon of cum into her tummy, much to her blissful pleasure.

My daughter is willing to do it, so who am I to refuse her?

Besides, she is shaping nicely into my private cock-sucking and cum-drinking cock-sleeve.

What should I feed her today? Oh, right. What I have feed her for the last two days.

There is only one choice available, and she has to suck it out from my cock. Hah!

Just thinking about my beautiful and gullible daughter makes my cock grows to full length. Despite the fact that I have blown several enormous loads yesterday and the day before, I am still horny as fuck.

Horny, horny, ghostly.

There is some charm to that.

And my horniness isn't entirely due to my gorgeous daughter with her beautiful golden blond hair and innocent blue eyes. It actually more to do with me personally.

Richard too since he is as horny as I am in regard to his daughter. Everyone would, honestly.

Mary is such a cock-tease.

I think I will tap that hot ass of hers today. How will be quite a challenge, but with my newfound power, I am more than capable of convincing my daughter into spreading her ass and taking her medicine.

Hah!

I will tell you all about what I mean later.

For now, I need to get out of bed, which I did just before slipping on my shirt and humming joyfully to myself.

I take a look at myself in the mirror, noticing that I have become slimmer.

”Didn't know it works instantly, but this is good. This is too good.”

I let out a laugh and pat my still bloated stomach before brushing my teeth.

A single attribute point to Stamina won't change my appearance that much, but it is still better than nothing. I spend the rest of the points into Intelligence.

It will help Richard more than it helps me. His Intelligence attribute is already above average, but with the added points, he should be a lot smarter and wiser. He should tell Slut to go suck it.

Yes! Do that. Do it!

To be honest, I was reluctant in spending those points on someone like Richard.

But since he has given me so much, I suppose I should give him something in return to better his shitty life and job. It isn't like those points are gone forever, I am told by the System.

I can take them back when the possession is over, and I will take them back if Richard proves to be an undeserving idiot. I hope he will not be. I don't want an idiot man of culture.

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I want one who can spread my culture further!

Once I have dressed up and cleaned myself, I head downstairs with my tented boxer. My sexy daughter is in need of her morning milkshake, and I am happy to provide.

I also want to test out my newfound ability. It is the one that my Maker has gifted me for completing the tutorial. Some tutorial, that was. I didn't even know.

But a gift is a gift.

Can I have more in advance, oh Great Maker? Pretty please? It would help so much.

Unfortunately, the Maker does not answer, not until I become a lot more stronger.

So strong that one day I might be able to step onto Zenith. Zenith describes to be some sort of heavenly paradise. I hope that I will be able to see it eventually. I am immortal, so I am in no need to hurry.

For now, I want to see my sexy teenage daughter on her knees and relieve me of my morning wood.

This is a really huge morning wood. Thick and hard. Fit perfectly into her hot mouth and tight throat.

”Sweetie?”

I call out when I enter the kitchen. She is nowhere to be found in there. The table where I had fucked her face and blow a few loads down her throat is cleaned and spotless as it has been since last night.

That is strange. Mary should be sitting there at the table, having breakfast. The kitchen sink is emptied, so she hasn't had her breakfast yet.

Could she be in the living room?

I hover to the living room next. Not hover since Richard isn't a ghost, but the horniness makes me feel very light and floaty.