James's Descent Ch. 02

Somewhere in her mind, there were thoughts that their elites had done everything they had forbidden... possibly even this. But not with the same spirit. Not with the same purpose. They could end up like them... if they did not follow this word to what it wanted them to be. It wanted this to lead to pleasant families, to wholesome sex, to open dialogue, and none of that posturing, none of the illusions of strength that made any authority seem above them even in human capability. It was like all these moments were reinforcing their belief in the way of true family. Yes, the first time it was a bit awkward with none of them having confidence and too much conditioning from before... you don't just flip a switch in your mind and do this with no problems. It takes time. Proof would further show why it was the way.

Nathan warmed his mother enough... he might drive her to orgasm with mouth alone and she might have no complaint, but both of them wanted THAT main act to happen. He rose to his knees, a brazen streak making the man pull the woman towards him by the thighs rather than come to her. Anna found this to entice her more. She was being taken... and was giving herself. She saw the cock between the man's legs, as hard as it could be, yearning for entry into a pussy. Once... he came out of her. Now she wanted him to come inside. If this had been just a casual mother-son fucking, she would have given a warm smile, a gentle encouragement, and perhaps a bit of teasing over how big her boy had grown. Now she was giving eyes that were fit more for a man coming to claim her. "Go on, take me." She said that only with that look.

Penetration felt like the result of so much searching... he went in her surprisingly easily. Anna was wet and far from a virgin. That softness inside her was exhilarating, that wet warmth pleased the man's dick almost enough to cum right then and there. He took a moment to see what he was doing... cock-deep in his own mother, the woman laying down before him fully naked, those tits that he suckled on for non-sexual reasons before now in reach for him to squeeze with a different purpose. And she was letting him fuck her as hard as he wanted. He would... he'd give her the best he had. Nathan started to thrust inside her, half done by his own ass going back and forth, the other half from pushing her thighs away and then pulling them back towards him. This would have been so different if it was just a bit of fun.

For Anna, this felt... perfect... She was trembling in pleasure from how hard the man was taking her. Devouring her body with hunger that made her feel desired. Yes, he could take everything. Her hands would rest on those tits of hers, squeezing them with a desire to extract pleasure. Soon would one of his come to enjoy the softness of those boobies, kneading and feeling it to further enhance their pleasure. The woman felt like the Outsider approved of this.

True, James was getting a decent enjoyment from seeing those barely-shaped pawns engage in this act. The thought of the mechanics of it, of a loving family that fucked each other. No more sex starvation and no more of the previous posturing. But he was not getting a detailed view.

They went at it for minutes, that dick sinking in the woman both with a purpose to extract pleasure and grant it. The two got more and more heated, Nathan starting to let out moans of his own, leaning forward. At first, a temptation came to taste those tits once more, but a more tantalizing option came forward. Her other lips. He saw the woman with such a lustful expression, such desire for him. This might be that final step before they could not turn back. Everything until now might just be swept under the rug as lust. But if they did that... it was set.

Pam made the step for them, her hand coming to the back of Nathan's head and pushing him down, making their faces meet, making those lips lock together, a long, passionate kiss emerging as they started to fuck even more feverishly. Yep, they were made for each other. No issue with that little push from their third family member.

Nathan and his new lover lost themselves in the sex, going at it with drive and passion, with no concern over other consequences. Orgasm would be achieved for her first, the woman shuddering from the release, her moans muffled by her son's kiss... and then his peak arrived, four thick ropes of cum going exactly where they wanted to. Only James would be aware that this resulted in pregnancy, due to that little notice from the game.

Completion made them wind down and just maintain that position, the man gently laying on top of his mother, their kiss ending and letting them bask in the afterglow. No need for more confirmation... they would do this. It would be difficult, but anything else would be less than this option. Mother and son would become lovers... then more.

There was only a bit of shame as they emerged from that trance to become aware of the world around them... and see Pam still beside them, naked and giving attention to her parts. She didn't cum yet, mostly as the girl was taken with the sight. Anna spoke with understanding.

"We forgot about you."

"No worries... looked like you were.... Really enjoying yourselves."

"And we were supposed to include you. What bad family would we be if we let you on the sidelines? Come on... time to give your sister a bit as well."

Her words gave Pam a bit of anxiety, thinking that maybe Nathan might be a bit too eager and go on with the pussy fucking. He was not, as the man had a clear head now, ready to throw his sister down the stairs while giving her pleasure. As the couple parted, Pam would come into her mother's embrace, the woman holding her more than pleasuring her, even as one hand sought out one of those small tits. The purpose was more to grant her access to her boobs, which the girl would start playing with and suckling on with eagerness. Her brother would focus on that neglected pussy, though he'd only use his hands and mouth.

Their treatment of her was different... loving, in a way, but not as passionate. Playful, caring. And Nathan was also trying to make his sister cum in a way that embarrassed her. Anna would tolerate his actions only for a bit before only a look would practically order him to be nice to her. Pam had her moans muffled by that soft breast, her pussy giving back pleasant feedback as those rough hands teased her lower lips, clit... and even poked a bit inside. Not too far inside, or he might hit something that disapproved of penetration. She was an actual virgin and that seal would not break easily.

Anna had this sight before her... of her children playing in a much more sexual way. She could still see them as they were before... quarrelsome, but with a fundamental love for each other that meant they would do no real harm to their hated rival. It did not feel wrong... it felt like just granting another aspect to their time together, one that did not warp it into something unpleasant. They were just giving Pam a bit of relief, satisfying that need before going on to do what families do. She did not regret what had started with Nathan... it felt right. It felt like she might find no woman to give him what he needs better than her... and that she might find no other man to be so proper for her. Wrong, maybe... to some. To other people she will not care about. They will tolerate it or they will be an enemy. They know nothing.

She thought of how this rule might exist to not make any other partners seem so lackluster compared to them. Your own loving family might give sex and love in a way few could match... if they were loving. She knew so many women, younger and older... who would not even approach it by miles. Their children... would grow up with none of the troubles they had.

The caretaker would find her belief in her ideology grow. If the Outsider did exist... or the man who might have created these rules for their benefit... she would honor them as they deserved. In time, she would find more and more reasons for why this way of life put them ahead of others. She would see in those visitors from other factions almost a thirst for what they had freely, for what they had to work so much to get. No, they would never quite get what they had.

Pam would achieve orgasm at her brother's touch of her cunt, moaning into her mother's chest and doing this thing she imagined before not even wanting them aware of it... rather than in skin contact with them while it happened. Felt much better than masturbating. Fatigue settled in after the act.... And she had a very soft pillow to lay her head on. Though the temptation was to keep sucking on that tit for comfort. It was nostalgic in a way she could barely remember, so soothing.

There was a time to be a lover and a time to be a mother. Anna decided it was the time for the latter. She'd invite Nathan to take a position on her other side, no words needed to have him start sucking on her other tit. Not aggressively, to grant pleasure, but slowly to achieve this passive comfort. Sleep tempted them... and so they would engage in it.

Technically, this had been a family gathering because James wanted the numbers to go up. He was a bit perplexed as to why Pam was not pregnant as well, but one is better than none. And maybe it would be a good idea to not have two-thirds of the colony eating so much and waddling around. Pregnancy could slow them down.

Tomorrow, they could get to work on more comforts.

*

She finally had enough material for clothes. Pam was tempted to just keep going around in the nude, to hell with what others would say, but the nights were getting more and more chilly, and soon it was going to get incredibly cold. Boreal forests could reach -35 degrees in winter but did have pleasant enough summers. It was odd to her why she didn't go make these as soon as she had enough to get even one done, but that was the man upstairs again who wanted her to nail them in one work prioritization.

Pam had never actually tailored clothes, but her sewing table had all her tools covered. Made from rock, bits of steel, or bone from those animals, she could start working the leather from those yaks that Nathan had hunted down and her mother butchered into more usable bits. Yes, leatherworking normally might take a while for it to tan and such, but this was another ease of the game... and in it, the explanation was genetic engineering. The family had no problem with not having to engage in a lot more work than needed.

Her first outfit was for herself. Tribalwear was of a simple design, more like a long tunic that covered one down to their knees, straps holding it secured to her body. A simple, but remarkably practical outfit with good insulation.... To speak nothing of the protection granted by a bit of hardened material between skin and any harm that would come to them. They could do better, but for now, they needed anything to not be exposed. The girl felt like they were losing something with constant nudity not being the norm anymore. Ah, if only people could give no fucks about temperature and have some non-covering armor.

Slipping into it, the feeling of something on her body was an old comfort. Going into the freezer would suck less now. This came at the time when Nathan was dragging another body of one of those fat bovines to shove in the storage room, his look towards her almost being disappointed in not freely seeing tits and pussy.

"Aw, there goes the free show."

Pam reached down to the hem of the outfit and the side, pulling just enough to expose a breast and her cunt, her tongue sticking out after this brief flash. Clothes did not mean they were going to stop what they were doing. And she liked seeing that little twitch of her brother's junk when she got him heated.

"I'll get to yours next so you can ogle mom a bit more. But this is for comfort. Gonna get COLD. Keep that leather coming. I'm gonna need a LOT more for the pelt coats."

"This one is the ninth. How much more do we need?"

"Nine more. That one's gonna take a lot. But it's gonna be good."

"Okay, we're running out of yaks. Gonna go and do the deer. There's also some horses around. Tempted to see if we can tame those."

"Even if we can, nowhere to hold them now and I'm not sure if we can feed them. Later. I got... another idea. But that one's far off."

James wanted to rush cars. Much easier in the early game than animals. Those needed shelter, food, heating, pens... while you just needed fuel and metal for the cars. Just as Nathan was about to haul his naked ass back outside, a beeping came from the pad that his sister kept around. They were given... a possible task.

"Go get mom."

This was the intro mission for that DLC thing. To the colonists, it seemed that a noble of the Empire was running away from an ambush, but was still chased by.... All of them laughed. A manhunting squirrel. Those nobles must be pathetic if he could not deal with a damn rodent. The reward was enough honor... acknowledgment by the hierarchy that could let one start climbing it. That was also valuable because it would grant the one to have their first psychic powers. This was planned. Anna was psychically hypersensitive. She'd be their psycaster.

"This might put us on the side of the empire... and against the rebels." Pam clarified.

"Is the empire... unpleasant?"

"Stuck-up, with many higher-up nobles being useless from complacency, but... not inherently bad. I mean, they will leave us alone unless we start working with the rebels."

A difficult choice. They looked to see what the rebels might offer. The answer was nothing AS good. Sure, some picks here and there, but inferior to what the Empire would grant, even with their expectations. And nobody said that being a noble meant one had to become like those others. Anna planned to keep working.

"Take up his offer. I guess... I'll become a noble."

"Don't become an unpleasant one."

As soon as that request was accepted, the finely-dressed, but utterly cowardly duke would rush into their land and make their way into the base, safe from his pursuer... which was actually just a normal squirrel. Yes, animals could go crazy and just hunt humans with complete disregard for anything else... their genetic engineering sometimes meant that things did not go right. An enclosed base also meant that if a too-big manhunting pack came around, they could just hole up inside since they did not go through doors.

There were a few disparaging comments about having to be saved by unclothed savages, comments that were given nothing more than a glare. The man would be gone in just a couple of hours as one of the empire shuttles came to pick him up. Anna could now take her first step into the hierarchy of this faction. She would still belong to their faction but be recognized as a very minor noble. Pam got their boots and outfits finished before they'd call for the ceremony to begin. A bit of pride in that, but even if the bestowing happened with two of them nude, including the one to become a noble, they would not like those disapproving glances... or to be ogled by the bodyguards of the bestower.

It was far less fancy than any ceremonies that would happen in the settlements of the empire, the shuttle coming to drop off the one red-clothed bestower carrying that neuroformer and the four augmented janissaries to protect him if some locals decided to be clever. But it was solemn enough, Anna kneeling to have that device set against her head, clothed in this simple garment and having both title and power granted to her. She would now be a lowly yeoman, which was more of a glorified butler, in her case assigned to a lord only as a formality. The tasks would come as missions for the whole colony and they could still be refused.

Just as quickly as they arrived, the empire party left on their shuttle, leaving the colony with a new, valuable asset in the form of Anna's budding psychic abilities. James knew what to do with this... prioritize making her a staticlord. Those were by far the most effective combat abilities that he could just leave on Autocast.

"You feel any different?" Nathan was the one to ask it.

"I feel... as if I can influence some things in the universe. It will take a bit of focus and training. But... not much, really."

"Great. I hoped that didn't brainwash you or something into becoming as stupid as they are."

A chuckle from her.

"Don't worry. Still your mother. And Pam... thank you for finally getting us clothes. Feels better to not be so exposed."

"And not feeling every damn pebble when walking." The boots were very appreciated.

"Hey, just doing my part. You feed us, I clothe us, Nathan's gonna hurt the people raiding us."

Speak of the devil. It had been a far too long quiet time. Pam got a much more dangerous-sounding notice from that pad, one that warned of hostiles entering their land. They were being raided... by the American Cops. What a fun name for James to give to this particular faction. It was just the one, carrying the faction's trademark favorite weapon of explosives. Time for them to have that first unpleasant encounter.

Pam had not yet built fortifications. Perhaps it was a good thing because they did not want to be clustered too closely together. Each had a bow, arrows, a club... and now they also had a meager amount of protection from their clothing. Better than nothing. The three of them would get ready, pulling out those bows and coming to the front of the base to take cover behind some trees. It was better to wait. James had a plan... for which Nathan had to take a much closer position to the enemy's approach, just out of sight until that thing would be in the range of the other two. Anna and her daughter were not as good shots, their attempts being more distractions than proper hits, but here and there they might get lucky. And it was training for later.

"This is kinda exciting." The girl commented.

"Won't be so exciting when one of us is bleeding or missing something. Any advice?"

"Seems they like explosives, so be ready to move to avoid whatever they throw. Maybe we can get off with no problems on our part."

"Doubtful."

"Why are you over there?" Anna asked, not knowing how their actions were the decisions of a greater will.

"I was thinking to rush them with the club and just clobber them. Unless they plan to blow themselves up, I might have the advantage."

Yep, that was James's plan. No other weapon, take the unarmed, practically naked raider at a range where they had nothing. They had to wait a while. It still took a bit for the raider to approach. Finally, would the family see them coming in almost an hour. Pam had to pee during that wait, but it was great they were so comfortable with it, that she could just lift her outfit and see about cleaning herself later.

There are no aliens in this universe, unless one counts the insects, and even those are man-made genetic creations. But there are variations of humans, adapted to other environments, made with particular ideas in mind. Some had those genes implanted, others inherited them. He also planned to have them start genetic modification later... once they take the first sanguophage on. That was mid-game stuff. What the family saw approaching was something halfway between man and swine, walking upright, with their hands replaced by barely usable trotters, which could still manipulate things well enough. A snout on their face, pig ears, a much more wide body... and just a pair of pants on. Male, judging by the lack of tits. This was called a pigskin. Yes, James had a sense of humor that was not afraid of offending either cops or pig men and he had little respect for either. Those damn pigs could do worse damage than mechs with their explosives barrage. It had to get closer to start lobbing dynamite, close enough for the girls to start shooting. They were giving wild misses, but each shot had a new, learned correction.