On a small boat Magneto watched the Black Bird land through the crater in the side of the mountain. They would find Jean and care for her. The child would be born and they would raise it, but he would come eventually... the child was his and he always took what was his.
He looked back from the console towards his daughter. The Scarlet Witch wore clothes more revealing than most fathers would permit of their little girls but Magneto was not like most fathers. She looked at him and scowled.
"What does she have that I don't."
"My darling, I needed her genetic uniqueness, not her body."
"You seemed to enjoy taking her body... often."
"I'll admit it wasn't an unpleasant plan."
"I'm a powerful mutant, why not me?"
She stood behind him, her leotard clinging tightly to her sculpted feminine form. The red fishnets casting her shapely legs in an unreal and sultry light. Incest was nothing new to them, she and her brother, Quicksilver, started experimenting when they were young. Once Magneto got wind, he claimed his little girl. She had been hopelessly in love with her own father from the day he had forced himself on her.
Spanked her tiny ass until she was wet for him and made her fuck his cock until she was covered in his white sticky semen. Yet Magneto had denied her the only thing she really wanted.
"You know why not."
"You can fuck me, but you can't get me pregnant?"
"It might..."
"Mutate? Jeez, dad. You think?"
"I already have a child with your considerable talents. I don't need-" The engine gave out... hexed.
"Do you need to get to land?" |