313 - Time Acceleration 1024x
I'd already tried pressing 2x to feel out how speeding up the flow of time worked, so next I went for 4x, then 8x. It seemed like I could adjust the speed up to 1024x in powers of 2.
Out of curiosity, I hit the final option at the end—1024x.
'Hoo...'
It felt like just one day had passed in real time, but actually 1024 days had flown by. Nearly three years gone in a blink.
In that span, my babies were born, a few old tribe members kicked the bucket... Little changes rippled through the tribe.
I kept the acceleration going to watch a bit more. Another 1024 days, then another... About ten days after starting at 1024x—feeling like just over ten days to me—more than 12,000 days had actually passed. Easily over 30 years, a full generation and then some.
"Hmm... so that's how it works. Pretty damn useful for skipping ahead."
Over those 30-plus years leading my tribe, huge changes unfolded. For starters, the chieftain I'd favored died. The one who'd begged to be called "Kkaralla" till the end. That was why I finally dialed back the time acceleration.
"Father, slurp slurp. Are you thinking of Mother?"
"How'd you know?"
"Just a feeling... smack, slurp. Lap lap♡"
Kkaralla was dead, but she'd left me several pretty daughters in her place. And the prettiest one among them was now eagerly sucking my cock.
I stroked her head and praised her. Thanks to the Lv. 29 feature of my Absolute Dick skill, "Best Sperm," my daughters—who inherited the finest genes—turned out gorgeous at high rates.
In addition to existing functions, the Best Sperm feature is added.
If you ejaculate your semen into mucosal areas such as a woman's pussy or anus, and she is pregnant with your baby, the fertilized fetus will be treated as fertilized by the best and strongest sperm among yours.
The probability of the fetus and its descendants being born as strong, beautiful, and genius children greatly increases.
They weren't just healthy and smart—they were stunningly attractive. "Strong" pretty much meant they'd inherit beauty too. Not all of them, but most.
'They're so damn pretty, it's a waste letting them grow up just to hand 'em off to some guy.'
The Lv. 27 feature of Absolute Dick allowed incest, and Lv. 28 eradicated genetic diseases across generations, so I could fuck my own daughters guilt-free. No issues at all, so I added my pretty girls to my harem.
They preferred it that way too—getting pampered with my endless affection and care under a familiar man, bearing his babies, over getting railed by some brutish savage. I never hit my women carelessly, especially not my daughters. Never laid a hand on them in anger. Spanking for SM play? Sure, but only because they begged for it.
Time rolled on. Our tribe still wandered after herds of cattle or deer, the whole group on the move.
"Slurp slurp. Father. Is sucking your cock like this right? Mother said you'd love it done this way."
"Yeah, perfect. You're doing great."
"Hear that, girls? Your grandfather and father, our chieftain, loves it when you suck the tip smack smack, lick down the shaft to the balls nice and soft, then smooch smooch the head and the ridge behind it before flicking your tongue lick lick on the urethral slit, and sucking and lapping it all devotedly again. The key is putting your heart into it, full of love."
"""Yes, Mom."""
My daughter was teaching her daughters—my granddaughters too—proper blowjob technique in detail.
Then one of them, a daughter-granddaughter, raised her hand with a question.
"Father—or Grandfather? Uh... what should I call you...? Anyway, I have a question."
"Just call me Father. Yeah, what's up?"
"Why can we have sex with Daddy, but other families can't fuck each other?"
"'Cause I'm special, sweetie. Incest doesn't faze me, but for others, it births cursed kids—freaks. You wouldn't want that for your babies, right? Deformed and shit."
"I see..."
"My descendants probably could since we have no genetic diseases... but better safe. No sex within four degrees of kinship except with me. Got it? Spread the word. And you girls are mine—no other men, ever."
"""Yes!"""
I'd originally planned to ban it within eight degrees, but the tribe wasn't huge. Banning that wide would've threatened our survival—everyone was tied to me by blood after 30+ years. Four degrees was a compromise. Full exogamy would've meant sending out our best women and men (my kids). Felt wrong trading prime stock for potential trash.
So no exogamy—we stuck to four-degree bans and raided for fresh blood when needed. We became a raiding-marriage tribe, tradition now. Fit my ethos: strong guys get the most women.
'Even picking only the pretty ones, my harem's over 1,000 now...'
I handed average girls off to tribesmen, but we always lacked women—thanks to me. Real issue? My sons. Most tribe women were my daughters or granddaughters. Ban incest for everyone but me, and my boys and grandsons were perpetually pussy-starved.
"Father! We wanna fuck too! I'm 30 and never even held a girl's hand! Dad's got 1,000 bitches—why not me...!"
"Father! Me too! Let me fuck sis?! You do incest...!"
"I wanna fuck Mom, sis, little sis... Hell, any girl. But tribe women are all yours or daughters or granddaughters...!"
"Grandpa, there's a tribe that way, toward the sunset. Let us raid 'em?"
"Mm... Fine. Go raid."
"Yay!"
"Father said yes!"
"""Let's gooooo!"""
So with my okay, my sons hit nearby tribes often for new pussy.
"But pretty ones are mine, got it?"
"""Yeees..."""
Prettiest always went to me, so they settled for averages or uggos. Sneak-fuck a hot one without offering? I'd beat their asses raw. Now they dragged back whole hauls and offered pretties quick.
"Father, I wanna marry too. If you're not fucking me, or if you won't let me wed brothers, find me a man. Or should I marry out? Raid like the boys?"
"Mm... Hold on. Thinking of a good fix."
Sometimes we lacked men too. Absolute Dick made 95/100 kids stunners, but 5% were average—and rarely, ugly girls popped out.
'If they weren't my daughters, I'd turn 'em into tribe cumdumps. But they are, so gotta find proper husbands.'
Even I didn't wanna fuck uggos. Send 'em to other men. Problem: most tribesmen were my sons/grandsons. If we had absorbed outsiders, fine—but none?
'Guess I'm kidnapping dudes now.'