Barry snapped his fingers, and teleported himself into his living room, where Samantha, Becky and Laura were sat watching TV.
"Hello girls," he said.
"We do have a front door you know," Samantha said.
"I know, but if you have powers, you may as well use them," Barry said, sitting down next to Samantha, kissing her.
"Actual honey, that's what we wanted to talk to you about," Samantha told him.
"What do you mean?" Barry asked.
"Well, we just all have a few questions about your powers," Samantha replied.
"Sure thing," Barry said, switching the TV off with his mind.
"Well...you're God right?" Samantha asked.
"Yep," Barry replied.
"So what, is this a temporary thing?" Laura asked.
"I'm God for as long as I want," Barry replied.
"But how, and why?" Laura asked.
"Basically, there have been thousands of Gods throughout history," Barry explained. "When they get bored of the job, they choose a successor, and the last God chose me."
"But why?" Samantha asked.
"Only the last God knows," Barry replied. "All I now is, I'm very glad he picked me."
"So you can do anything?" Becky asked.
"Absolutely anything I want," Barry replied. "I'm completely omnipotent."
"Which explains that little suprise we all felt this morning," Laura said.
"What can I say, I like giving out little gifts," Barry said proudly.
"And I'm sure you've given out lots of "little gifts" today," Samantha said.
"You know me too well Sam," Barry smiled. "I may have allowed one or two people to host a few "parties" in their pants. And a few of them found themselves significantly more well-endowed." Barry and Samantha laughed, and kissed.
"But is it really right?" Becky asked.
"Yeah!" Laura added. "Changing people against their will, and controlling them like that?"
"Of course it is," Barry replied. "I'm God, so I get to decide what's right and what's wrong."
"Your father's right girls," Samantha said. "I know you've never been religious, but I am, and God, who your father now happens to be, is the ultimate authority in the universe."
"But who gave him that authority!?" Becky protested.
"Girls, girls," Barry said, sitting down in-between his daughters. He focused his mind on theirs, so as to work some mind-control on them. "I AM the ultimate authority in the universe. Everything I say goes, and my word is law." The girls emotions changed, as they instantly became more accepting of their father's actions.
"Of course daddy, you can do what you like," Becky said.
"That's right girls," Barry said happily. "Now give your omnipotent dad a hug." The girls both cuddled Barry tightly.
Barry stood up, and picked Samantha up.
"Now then girls, your mother and I are going to go and fuck each-other senseless," Barry said. Samantha giggled, and Barry carried her upstairs to their bedroom. He threw Samantha down on the bed, and waved his hand, causing the door to slam shut behind them. With a flick of Barry's wrist, their clothes flew off their bodies, landing in a pile on the floor. Barry snapped his fingers, causing his cock to harden instantly.
"Now that's impressive," Samantha said, spreading her legs, and presenting her wet pussy to Barry. Without a second though, Barry pounced on top of her, plunged his dick into her, and willed the two of them to orgasm powerfully. They let out deafening screams of pleasure as they came, which resonated through the house.
"Hey you two!" Laura shouted from outside the door. "I know you can do what you want, but any chance you could keep the noise down?"
"Sure thing Laura," Barry half-said, half-moaned, his dick still pumping jizz into his wife's quivering pussy. With a thought, the bedroom became soundproof, so he and Samantha could be as loud as they wanted.
It was after midnight when Barry willed their orgasms to end. He pulled out of Samantha, and they laid cuddling and kissing for a while.
"God, that was amazing," Samantha said.
"I was thinking more along the lines of heavenly," Barry joked, causing Samantha to giggle. "I love you Sam."
"I love you too Barry," Samantha said, giving him another kiss. "But, could you please promise me something?"
"What babe?" Barry asked.
"No more mind-control on the girls please," Samantha said. "I'm not sure I want puppets for daughters."
"Alright darling, I promise," Barry said.
"Thank you," Samantha said. They kissed again, and drifted off to sleep.
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