(this is mostly just a test of the writing system because this is my first chyoa story)

It was a pleasant life that Eric had lived for the past year. He was king of this realm, and he'd filled it modestly. In the center of the realm was a small collection of buildings, which Eric had named Fuckburg. Every once in a while, on a whim, Eric would leave Fuckburg to the unbuilt wasteland that was the majority of his realm. Medieval castles left in ruin, a much larger replica of the Eiffel Tower, a dead forest filled with bunkers and tactical positions. He constructed these and left them empty. Most of Eric's days, though, were spent in his grotto.

As Eric lit himself a blunt, there was the smell of lighter fuel from the zippo, the weed and wrap lighting, the slight breeze brought the smell of his mother's cooking. More than all of that, though, was the smell of his sister's pussy on his fingers. Alma sat next to him, under his arm, naked and satisfied. They were on the sofa in the courtyard, enjoying the temperate weather that Eric had set that morning. The siblings lounged together, like they had since they were children, only naked.

"Can I get a hit?" She asked, and Eric passed it.

"Of course"

"This is nice." Alma passed the blunt back to Eric

Eric nodded, putting the blunt on his lips and putting his hand on the back of Grace's head.

She sat between his legs, wearing a sundress with his dick in her mouth.

"You want a few hits, Grace?" Eric offered.

Grace pulled her head off his cock, continuing to stroke with her left hand. She reached out with her right, and took the blunt from Eric's mouth with a smile. She hit it a few times and handed the blunt to Alma before taking his dick back in her mouth.

Abigail walked up behind the three, wearing her typical outfit. It was a bralette that barely contained her cleavage, a garter, stockings, and no panties. Today's was white lace.

"I thought I smelled weed over here." Abigail said playfully.

Eric perked up at the sound of her voice. "Hey, Abigail, what's up?"

"Not much. Your mom is almost done with dinner."

"We've been sitting here with watering mouths for the past half hour" Alma joked.

"She is an amazing cook, isn't she?" Abigail said, and they all smiled to themselves, except for Grace, who continued to suck Eric's dick. "Tell you what," Abigail continued, "Alma, why don'y you go help your mother finish up?"

"Sure!" Alma got up from her seat beside Eric, took the blunt from his mouth. She hit it, and kissed him passionately before returning the blunt, and turning around to leave.

Eric slapped her tight ass playfully as she left, causing the girl to giggle. "Love you, sis."

As his sister left, Abigail sat down in her place. Eric put his arm around her as well, and she put her hand on his thigh. She looked down proudly at her daughter slobbering on Eric's cock.

He offered her the blunt, and she shook her head a little bit. "You know, I'm really grateful you brought us to your realm."

"Of course I brought you." Eric smiled at the woman.

"Well, it made sense for you to bring your best friend, but you didn't have to let her old mother tag along."

"Abigail, you always welcomed me into your house like I was your own since my dad left. You were like a second mother to me. You're also sexy as fuck. How could I not bring you too?"

"Aw, you're sweet." She leaned in to kiss him, and pushed her tongue into his mouth. He welcomed it and toyed with her in his mouth. After a few seconds, she pulled back. "Now cum on my daughter's face already, dinner's going to get cold."

Just Abigail saying that was enough to push Eric over the edge. He shot a couple streams of cum onto Grace's smiling face. She was covered in it by the time he was done.