"Seed" Harvest System

"Hello." A cheerful, if slightly manic, voice announces from behind her.

In my room, still with the door closed.

In my own home, I had locked all the doors and windows.

Jumping up from my crouch and spinning around, old instincts and reflexes working overtime to face the intruder. A man, mundane in all aspects of appearance, stands with his arms lazily in the air in a gesture of surrender while he leers at my body.

"Oi. Who are you, and what do you want?" I question, muscles tensing in preparation for any sign of harmful intent.

The man stops leering, a sleazy look on his face. "Me, old me! I am a god! God goddy, god of deviance and depravity. You may not believe me, but wait until you see this!" He singsongs whilst popping his hips, obviously insane.

*You have been blessed and have received the "SEED" Harvest System ...Congratulations!*

Okay, maybe he's not insane. Receiving a system is nothing to scoff at; it's a rare but known occurrence throughout history. I take a deep breath, fully aware I'm standing in the same room as a god. "So...?"

The god's amused face shifts slightly. "So? So? Where's the teary thanks or the yelling happily moment? Alas, woe be me..." I quickly interrupt his tangent. What do you want?

The god twitches before his posture straightens, and his face becomes serious. "What do I want? What I want is to live, alas. No, I want you... to use that system to become strong. Simple, why? A great threat to all life in this beautiful world lurks amongst the stars, slowly closing in to unleash horror upon our people. Unfortunately for you and this world, the godless age is upon us, as death has finally come to take the gods, myself included, because of the lack of faith and worship."

"Magic be damned. You expect me to save the world? I can barely look after myself and my daughter, let alone save the whole world. Better yet, how do I even use the system?" I don't doubt his words, as they convey an absolute truth. Water is wet, grass is green, and the world will end to some horrors from the stars.

"Calm. Be calm. Unfortunately, the strength of my divinity has all but faded in gifting you that system." As I'm about to ask what he means, the god continues, "BUT! With the remaining scraps, I have converted your daughter's cancer into a curse of a different sort. A curse that allows your daughter to live and synergises well with your system. 

As the god finishes, a bizarre mix of unrelenting joy, endless gratitude, and fathomless worry erupts in my mind. The only thing keeping me from running to my daughter's side is that there are a few more burning questions I must have, no, need the answers for. From what I'm seeing, the god is fading. Both his legs are nought but swirling and rapidly dispersing pink mist.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. But please, I... I still don't know how to save the world, especially by myself."

"Who said that you alone will save the world? Many of my brethren divinity have chosen champions, much like you and myself, so wipe those tears, for you must be strong for yourself, your daughter and all the inhabitants of this glorious world! As my mother, the Sky Mother, wills it." Gestures, the god, grandiosely. Well, as grandiosely as having half a torso, a head, and two fading arms allows.

The god, noticing my gaze, looks down at himself and sighs morosely. "Well. It seems my time is almost up. I must enlighten you quickly; this system is the best I could do with my domains, so I tell you this now, seed is a euphemism for semen, cum or what else. This means exactly what you may think it means: to grow and gain strength, you must take seed into your body, and in turn, you'll gain points that can be used to purchase a selection of powers and items or to upgrade your attributes. There are also quests of many different natures, very few of which you would resent doing, and all are optional. Now, using the system is as simple. as. this." with the last word, he snaps his now non-existent fingers, and suddenly, I'm fully aware of all the system's functions.

I could only gape. I mean, I had my suspicions, but to think. Still, if needs must, I will do what must be done. While strengthening my resolve, a thought flashes throughout my mind like a bolt of lightning. With a false calmness on my features, I question the almost-dead god. "What do you mean? What do you mean by my daughter's curse synergising well with my system?

The last fading piece of the god smiles and laughs breathlessly before all that remains is a quickly dispersing pink mist that too soon fades to nothingness, leaving me alone in my room once again.

With a sigh, I slump down on the side of my bed and rub my temples; thoughts travel to and fro incoherently. A muffled scream grabs my attention immediately.

Launching to my feet, I sprint to my daughter's room. Reaching her door and throwing it open, I'm greeted with a sight of my nineteen-year-old daughter sitting upright in her bed, staring down at the foot-long pillar of throbbing, veiny flesh that now sprouts from her crotch, as well as the apple-sized balls resting heavily on her thighs.

Her attention snaps to me, and her teary-eyed face almost shreds my heart. "Mommy, what happened to me? Why do I have this? Why does it ache so much?"

I gulp, rushing over to lay by her side and hug her, one that she gratefully accepts. Carefully ignoring my daughter's new pulsating adornment. "I... A dying god visited me; he gifted me a system and cured you of your cancer in exchange for placing a curse on you instead, one he said that'll allow you to live like myself and others." I explain gently as I look her over.

Her long hair, a whitish blonde much like my own, fraying and brittle mere hours ago, transformed into lustrous, shiny locks that cascade in a beautiful shimmer. Her skin was now a healthy peach and not a ghastly pallor. Her frame, while still skinny, is no longer anorexic. "It looks like the god has healed you a bit," I say while gently tickling her side, enjoying the healthy layer of fat in place of the previously ever-present ribs.

My daughter giggles wetly, her tears slowing to a halt. "A god? I thought they didn't exist... Why would a god do this?" she says, suddenly gripping her meat pillar, a shudder travelling up and down visibly across her body.

"I did mention he was dying. He was the god of depravity and deviancy. He could not cure you completely and needed to do something in exchange." I point at her cock, "This, this."

"Was?"

"Yes. He died or rather faded away right in front of me." As I go to continue, my daughter, Skye, hunches over with a grunt. "What's wrong?" I ask, immediately concerned.

"My... This cock, and the balls hurt really badly." She grunts out between shuddering breaths.

*ENDLESS Quest Received: Taking care of needs*

*Info: Your daughter's new curse has already started to act up. Help her by relieving the pressure from within her balls (at least once a day), as she will never be able to do it herself. Hint: Bring a bucket; it will be messy.*

*Reward: 5 Seed Points*

*Failure: Daughter's continued suffering*

"Shit." Skye looks at me, rarely hearing me curse in front of her. Seeing curiosity in her eyes, I explain, "I just received a quest. One that will help with this; I need to grab something quickly." I gesture to her pillar of flesh before sliding out from the bed, ignoring the heat in my loins and palpitations in my heart at her cute, reluctant whine.

I hurry to the kitchen and fetch the empty and clean milk can I had put aside earlier.

As I reach Skye's bedroom door, I take a deep breath, knowing what must happen before entering.

"Skye, can you sit on the edge of the bed, please." Purposely ignoring the massive cock swinging as she moves into position, I position the milk can between her legs before sitting beside her.

"What are you doing?" She asks, her eyes wide with innocence as she looks at me.

"Do you trust me?" At her nod, I continue, "I will be helping you relieve the pain. I need to hold your penis; tell me no if you don't want me to, and you can tell me when to stop at any time."

Her eyes widen as she comes to an understanding, "Why?"

"Because the curse prevents you from doing it yourself." I stare into her eyes and watch as indecision flashes about before being squashed by determination as her cheeks flush, probably for the first time in her life. "I trust you. Mommy."

Nodding, I slowly reach out and wrap my fingers around the burning hot, throbbing pillar of meat that is my daughter's cock. Marvelling at the contradictory feel of soft, almost silky skin resting on solid flesh, the thick, pulsating veins adding to it. I wonder how it would feel inside... I disposed of the thought and refocused on assisting.

I slowly drag my hand up and down the turgid length whilst my other hand reaches for her huge balls and gently massages them. 

"Haah!" A shuddering gasp preludes a loud moan from my daughter, "Mommy, please stroke faster."

Listening to the request, I pump my hand faster, aided by the truly massive amount of precum spewing from the slit in the mushroom of the cock, quickly covering every inch, slick, sticky white frosting.

My daughter's breathing grows heavy, "Haah... Mommy! Uugh... Aaah! Mommy, faster, please! Something's coming!"

Adjusting the milk can with one hand and pumping ferociously with the other, I feel the throbbing flesh pulsate quicker and quicker under my fingers.

"Ahh! O.. Oh!... Aghh! AAAH! Somethings coming!" Skye manages to squeak out before her cock, throbs and bucks powerfully as a jet of thick off-white jizz shoots into the can with a loud, wet thwack, followed by another and another. It keeps going until the milk can is almost full; all the while, my daughter groans throatily in pleasure.

With one last spurt that covers my hand in hot, sticky and divinely smelling seed, Skye's cock softens, and my daughter flops back. The look of pure bliss and relief on her face gladdens me greatly. 

I get up from the bed, leaving Skye to rest. Picking up the can filled with mouth-watering goodness, I leave the room and move downstairs. 

Putting the can down gently on the table, making sure not to spill any of the thick, sloppy liquid before unceremoniously dropping myself on a nearby stool. I look down at the hand I used to stroke my daughter, still with a small puddle of cum cupped within.

Bringing the hand up, I take a deep breath of the intoxicating heady and musky scent of cum. slowly, I raise my hand and carefully pour the thick, warm liquid into my mouth. The moment my daughter's cum touches my tongue, my mind explodes with flavour. Greedily slurping up the cum, I delight in the thick, sticky fluid, enjoying the slightly salty and surprisingly sugary cum, as I swirl it around with my tongue.

Swallowing the viscous cum takes some effort and more than a few gulps, but the feeling of it sliding down my throat is all worth it. As the heady, thick, warm liquid settles in my stomach, I let out a sigh of pure satisfaction, as if I had just enjoyed the world's greatest meal.

*Quest Completed: Reward Received: 5 Seed Points*

*Drank warm cum (x2 Incestous Modifier): 4 Seed Points*

The notifications from the system grab my attention. I get up and rinse my hands off in the sink before focusing on the system. "Alright then, let's see."