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Syn lived with his family in a large manor, surrounded by a large mass of land that on its edge held many suburban homes down the street from the hospital district. Syn's mother was a pokemon doctor that also worked in the line of pharmaceuticals if she wasn’t at the hospital itself, and his dad was a businessman of some sort. Life was peaceful, and the family was secure financially. Syn should have been a normal boy, but he wasn't though unknown to him and his mother at first, his father knew very well well.

His mother worried about, he didn’t engage socially with others his age and always seemed to be planning something or uninterested in what was going on. When he started going to school, he wouldn't pay attention because he was too smart for it and had better things to do. He never spoke up in class unless he had to; but when he was called on, he always gave the right answer as quickly as possible to get the interaction over with. So teachers left him alone for the most part. He never had any friends in school either, nor any interests, really, at least not in the areas any other kid had interests in.

Like his father, Syn was completely uninterested in other people except for two things: how he could manipulate them to get what he wanted and how much sexual pleasure he could force out of them. His genitalia functioned from a very young age as if he was ten years older than he was, and he took advantage of that fact. He wasn't a rapist in the traditional sense, as he rarely if ever used restraints or held someone down under him and fucked them while they were crying and begging for release; instead, he broke people's minds and made them think they wanted to do what he told them to no matter how perverted and disgusting it was. He was the kind of person who didn't see any harm in taking exactly what he wanted because, if he decided so, no one could resist listening to him, and he always got what he wanted without negative consequences. Everyone else, those who didn't hold anything he wanted, he ignored the same as a normal person might ignore an ant or a bug. He didn't respond when they talked to him; and the effect of this was that he was always the one to initiate conversations. And when he initiated, things always went his way.

He'd been the same since he was old enough to walk and talk. His father didn't pay much attention to him when he was a baby, probably because there's nothing you can teach a baby. But as Syn approached the age of six, his father suddenly took an interest. His dad taught him that life was too short to waste; if there was something he wanted, he should just go out and take it. His father became his mentor on how to manipulate people--how to look at them, act around them, and talk to him in order to get them to give up what he wanted out of them. From the very first, he was better than his father would ever be, and he knew it. His first homework assignment of sorts was to practice manipulation techniques on his mother, and it worked--very well--with almost no effort. Syn didn't have to do hardly any talking. The night of his sixth birthday party, after they got home from the restaurant, Syn's mom took him upstairs, closed the door to his bedroom, turned out the light so the only illumination was from the moon outside the open window, and tucked him into bed. Instead of kissing her goodnight while his mom was kneeling by his bedside like any other kid would have, Syn pushed the covers and his pajama pants down off him, letting his foot-long cock spring proudly out and stand straight up in the air like a flagpole.

"Hey, slut," he said, "I want my birthday present, understand?"

Instead of screaming, taking him to the hospital because a toddler shouldn't have an erection let one over a foot long, or even gasping in surprise, Syn's mother stared at it with her eyes shifting slightly and a glassy look took over her eyes and drooled out of the corners of her mouth while she undid her bra and took it off along with her blouse, letting her double Ds bounce out, her nipples large, pink, and firm like pencil erasers. She stood, standing beside his bed in her tight jeans, and Syn reached out his little hand and gripped and squeezed her squishy crotch while she unbuttoned them and pushed them slowly down off her hips. In nothing but her white panties, she crawled up on his bed in front of him, kneeling facing him near his feet. Syn pushed the covers the rest of the way off and reached his right foot up, poking her squishy with his toes, feeling how warm it was and how it gave against the pressure then puffed back to its prior shape after he let up. She leaned over forward and cupped her little boy's large nutsac in her palms, rubbing them as she kissed slowly down Syn's footlong. Syn watched his mother as she lowered her head, gradually enveloping more of his pole in her warm mouth as she slid her soft, wet lips down around it, suckling and pushing her tongue out, cupping the underside of his meat, locks of her straight, strawberry blonde hair falling down over her shoulders and ears while she obediently pleasured her son.

She couldn't get more than halfway down before she gagged and had to pull back, but Syn didn’t care. He forced her head father down, gagging on the massive pillar of meat. Her throat bulging obscenely from the sudden invader spreading her throat. it was more than enough pleasure for a little boy's first blowjob. She tightened her lips and pulled up slowly off his shaft, sucking hard the whole way, making him pull out against the pressure, and popped off him, making Syn's cock rock back and forth and stiffen in the air, slick with his mother's saliva and his own pre. After making a couple quick, horny pants, she pulled her hair back over her shoulders and held it there so he could see as she slipped her lips back down around his cock, suckling like a baby on her mother's nipple, down a little bit below where she'd gotten before. She swallowed hard several times, squeezing Syn's cockhead in her throat, before losing control and blowing him, breasts bouncing and swinging, head bobbing quickly on his shaft, lots of spit drooling down around his cocks base as it dribbled down his nuts.

She stopped for a moment, pulling herself off her son’s cock and bunched up her hair behind her head in her left hand and brought her right back around front, gripped the lower six inches of Syn's meat, and jacked it firmly and slickly, rubbing in her spit. Syn watched his mom kneeling between his legs, grinning, thrusting, feeling a rush of hormones and power that only very lucky toddlers feel. His mom moaned like a slut and kept swallowing, trying to milk him, so Syn decided to feed her. His nuts clenched and pumped a big wad of sticky cream up through his shaft, and Syn shot it up in her in thick ropes while she made horny, gratified gasps and suckling sounds. She swallowed as much of his thick, goopy, white gift as she could, but as Syn kept feeding her, the overrun accumulated in her mouth and puffed up her cheeks, drooling out the corners of her mouth. She had to pull up off him, and she knelt in front of him while Syn reached down, aimed his cock forward, and finished unloading his gift in long ropes all over her large breasts. She opened her mouth to gasp, letting most of Syn's massive load run down out of her mouth like a river, oozing down her neck and into her cleavage, which trapped most of it, only letting a trickle run down her belly.

Morning came, and it seemed to Syn like his mom either didn't remember any of it or was very good at hiding it. Either way, his dad never even found out much less put a stop to it. So the next night, Syn decided he wanted something even more fun, he wanted to get more pleasure from her now that he knew she could be manipulated into doing such acts of debuachry. He crept into his parents' bedroom naked and erect and crawled up on their bed under the covers on his mom's side. He pulled her panties down her legs, and she of course let him. He could see her pussy pretty well even under the dark of the covers, and he could certainly feel it. It was large and plump like a mother's should be, and it squished nicely when he squeezed it with his small hands. Her slit was swollen, pink, and moist, clean shaven and smooth. Syn spread it with his small thumbs and shoved his overgrown cock up the whole that had pushed him out six years prior. It went all the way up in her squeezing slut cunt without any problem, his rigidity stretching his poor mother past the point where her quivering, clamping muscles could resist. He fucked his mom, slipping his cock between her lips, making them try to cling to his shaft but slip wetly down it instead as he buried himself over and over. It felt way better than the blowjob; it was so hot and soft in there. He wasn't going to last more than a minute. Neither did she.

She rippled, unable to help gasping and squealing from her intense orgasm while she squirted all up Syn's toddler belly. Syn's father woke up in a panic and turned to face her, asking her what was wrong--while Syn flattened himself under the covers and tried to hold back the torrent of cum that had already rushed up through his massive organ. He pulled out and tried to get away before his father found him, but his body took over and took away his senses while his cock jumped over and over and covered his mother's thighs and sloppy privates with cum--while he lay as flat as he could on her belly. He could hear his mother trying to make excuses to his father while she was climaxing, panting and quivering as she said things like "a spider bit me" and "I couldn't sleep. I'm sorry I woke you" in a shaky voice.

Although his father wasn't likely to buy it and there was just one bed cover between him and his father finding out what his son was doing to his wife, Syn wasn't in the least bit scared of getting discovered. He was thrilled instead, dumping his load all over his mom, getting away, just barely, with something so naughty. He came harder and harder, unable to stop, as he even fantasized about what would happen if he did get caught. How would his father react to his wife cheating on him--and in such a disgusting way? How would he like finding out she was an incestuous pedophile? Would he be ashamed or proud to find out his son had a rod twice as long and thick as his own?

But his dad rolled back over and went to sleep, and Syn came down from the orgasm as he did--and found himself lying on his mom in a huge puddle of their cum. Though a dim purple glow emited from his eyes, unaware of it had played a part in what happened and how he got away with it. The next day, his mom pretended nothing had happened again, which meant that she'd gotten up and cleaned herself off in the middle of the night. It also meant that Syn could do it again and again and again. He fucked her every night in her bed while his father slept next to her, sometimes completely unaware, sometimes almost catching them. Syn quickly became addicted to pushing the situation as far as he could, getting as close to getting caught as he could without actually getting caught, getting that rush of excitement down his spine and into his groin, making him cum. The closer he got to getting found out, the harder he came. The harder he came, the more he could coat his mom in semen. And the more he could do that, the more victorious he felt. Twice he managed to give her a complete cum bath from head to toe because his dad started pulling off the covers, getting within an inch of exposing him--until his mom held the covers against her and wouldn't let him look.

At first, Syn thought he'd seduced his mom and convinced her to dismiss her concerns with the taboo in favor of his firm cock rutting her sloppy cunt. But there were all kinds of reasons a six-and-a-half-year-old shouldn't get to bang his mom next to his dad, and Syn had broken all the rules. It seemed like he shouldn’t be able to get away with it; but, after a while, he stopped caring what the reason he was getting to do it was and just accepted he was supposed to get whatever he wanted. Syn grew up understanding three things: that he was different and better than most people, including his father; that pleasure was the pure, unconditional submission of your partner as you covered their body with cum; and that, as a boy just barely older than a toddler, when his dick wasn't even supposed to get erect yet, he could grow his cock to be many times as long and thick as an average adult man.

Syn's mother worshipped her son's cock and the pleasure it gave her. Nothing else mattered to her when her son was plowing her, and nothing else mattered to Syn but the pleasure. It was his obsession, the thing to get through the day.

Syn never wore a condom. When he was eight, he got tired of his game of seeing how heavily he could cover his mom; he decided he'd take it to the next level of wrong. He started cumming in his mom, which she seemed nothing but grateful for even though he was just using her as a cum receptacle. Nine months later, his little sister Rosa was born. Syn's father thought she was his, of course, but Syn and his mother knew better.

Syn was excited at first because he'd get the chance to molest a newborn girl, but touching a pussy that was little more than a slit the length of his last pinky digit while the baby cooed and wriggled made his cock soft instead of hard. Of course, he saw nothing morally wrong with it; it just turned out he just wasn't interested. There was nothing he could do with her. She was too small for him to fit in any hole, she didn't know enough to try to pleasure him otherwise, and she couldn't cum herself no matter how much he fiddled with her.

Like his father with him, Syn took little interest in his little sister Rosa after that. He'd check back once every couple of months to see if she'd developed any features that made her interesting yet, but the answer was always clear in the form of Syn's soft dick. Though he did try and found one facet of pleasure, he’d pull his cock out and let Rosa nurse off his cock for long periods of time. His mother had found out about it and did nothing to stop it, she merely acknowledged it and went about her busneiess. Syn though enjoyed the pleasure, I wasn’t comparable to the pleasure he got from his mother but that didn’t matter. The act was enough to draw him in and the fact he could commit such a act unhindered only furthered his actions.

When Rosa was four and Syn was thirteen, Syn's mom brought home a young, male riolu that had been abandoned on the steps of the pokemon center. According to the hospital's policy, she'd had to either find it a home or hand it over to pokemon services; so she'd kept it herself. But it turned out for the better; Rosa took immediately to him, calling him Lulu because she couldn't pronounce the name of his species when told what it was.

Lulu turned out to be a pain in the ass, always mischievous, breaking things, refusing to eat; but Rosa loved him, so the family put up with him. Then, suddenly, several months later, Lulu became well behaved overnight, out of the blue. No one knew what had happened--until the next time Syn decided to check if his dick was interested in his sister yet and snuck into her room late at night only to find Lulu with his little, red christmas-tree-bulb cock stuck in Rosa's pussy, fucking her doggy style on her brand-new big-girl bed, holding her little hands and arms behind her back while she squirmed in front of him on her hands and knees.

A big grin spread over Syn's face as he grew a massive erection in his pants. He dropped them, got on the bed in front of his little sister, and stuck his throbbing, jerking twenty-incher in front of her face.

For some reason, he didn't even need to break Rosa's mind. There was no glassy look in her pretty blue eyes as she willingly reached out her right hand, grabbed his cock, and started suckling as much of the head as she could. It wasn't that much pleasure--especially compared to his dad almost finding him buried in his mom's pudgy cunt--but the situation had made Syn rock hard. He jerked his dick while she struggled to fit the whole head in her mouth, drooling, licking, and kissing.

He sat down in front of her and spread his legs, resting his throbbing, baseball-sized nuts on the bed, showing her where the cum she was about to get a load of would come from. His cock stuck up tall in the air, curved slightly toward him, bending under its own weight. She crawled forward--making Lulu scootch closer on his knees behind her to keep his cock buried in her plump little-girl privates--and walked her hands up Syn's thighs until she could support herself and grab his cock at the same time.

She wrapped her hands around the base of his tool, unable to even touch fingers around his girth, and pulled it down toward her, bumping her nose with his cockhead. She fit it back in her mouth and suckled hard like it was their mom's teat. Syn jerked his dick with his right hand wrapped around it below his left, watching his little sister's cute expressions and listening to her quiet, frustrated moans as she tried to keep his slippery head from sliding out of her small mouth.

Apparently, Rosa was putting so much effort into getting her brother's cock in her mouth that she kept tensing her rear, clamping her little pussy around poor, overstimulated Lulu. The riolu shuddered, bent over her back, and hugged around her belly as he pushed deep and emptied his nuts in her cunt--while looking up at Syn, locking eyes with him.

Syn didn't even feel it coming on before he started to cum a bucket load in her mouth. It felt amazing, sparks shooting through his tense body all over, warm tingles, and massive pressure behind every rope of seed, making his cock jerk up as firm as it could with each explosion. He didn't break eye contact with Lulu because, for whatever reason, some of the pleasure faded when he did.

But when they were staring into each other's eyes, it felt to Syn like he was cumming in both her mouth and pussy at the same time--and it clearly felt the same for Lulu, who couldn't stop humping and moaning, the small, blue nuts nestled up between his legs clamping and squeezing out more and more sperm.

When Rosa couldn't swallow any more and her little mouth had gotten so full of it that she had to puff her cheeks out and it was running down out of the corners of her mouth, just like her mom the first time, Syn pulled out and covered her in the rest, messing up her hair and making it ooze all over her back. Syn, who, for some reason, still wanted to keep all this a secret from his father, took Rosa and Lulu her down the hall for a shower.

In the warm water of the standing shower, behind the fogged glass with his little sister and her pokemon, Syn discovered something that ensured his life would forever continue down on the danger-seeking, pleasure-addicted course he'd put it on. Honestly with no motive beyond cleaning her out, the already quite satisfied Syn was kneeling next to Rosa rubbing her pussy and holding it open to let the cum drain out into the flowing water and down the drain--when it occurred to him that her cooch felt a little loose and pliable for a four-year-old. Very loose, in fact; he was able to spread her lips to her thighs and gape her.

He rubbed her plump peach around in circles, pressing it against each thigh to confirm it wasn't just the water playing tricks on him; her mound moved easily almost like she it was made of gel. Investigating further, he pushed his right index finger in. It slipped up there easily--to the hilt--when he shouldn't have even been able to get it in. There was no way Lulu could have made her this loose with the size of his dick.

Intrigued, Syn added another finger--then another and another. Four fingers up inside his four-year-old sister, Syn wrapped his left arm around her middle, steadying her smooth, quivering body, as he twisted and pushed his palm up in her cunt, stopping at the crook of his thumb. He curled all four fingers and pressed out, toward her belly, and pulled and pushed his hand, rubbing her gspot, making her pussy pull in as he pushed and gape as he pulled.

Rosa shuddered in his arms and came powerfully around the four fingers he had shoved up in her to the hilt, leaving her leaking thick rioru cream in a puddle of pussy juice in Syn's palm. Syn's confusion vanished as it hit him. His mom wasn't just a loose slut; she'd only taken his footlong cock after he'd creamed in her mouth and she'd swallowed. Then Rosa, who had been writhing in discomfort when it was just Lulu fucking her, so much so that she hadn't been able to get off with him in her, just took most of Syn's hand in her and enjoyed it so much she'd spattered. Syn's mind and personality, and cock and balls, which were larger than those of most horses weren't the only parts of him that weren't like other kids. Swallowing his cum made people, at least girls, stretch and get ultra sensitive inside. Plus, since Rosa probably wasn't sexually mature before, it made her genitals functional, opening up a new world of pleasure for her.

He had to run tests on just how good his cum was. First experiment: did it work on assholes or just cunts? He sat against the wall under the showerhead, took Rosa's hands, and tugged until she walked over his lap. His cock stuck up, head poking her pussy folds; but that wasn't the hole he was after this time. He reached out his right hand, which was still covered in her juice and Lulu's semen, between her legs and up between her tight butt cheeks and rubbed it into her tight asshole. It was small the way it should have been; and, at first, he didn't think it would work--until he tried to get a finger in.

Her hole spread around the wet digit easily, and he wriggled it right up in her naughty tunnel while she squeezed all over it. Unlike her pussy, which just got loose and sloppy, she still felt incredibly tight in her ass--yet he was able to work his fist up in it without any problem like it was elastic or spandex. He pulled his fist out, and it came out clean. So he gripped her hips and pushed her down on his cock. She plopped right down on it all the way, giving her a large belly bulge, which she hugged and rubbed, cooing, as she sat, her butt cheeks in her brother's palms, getting risen and lowered on his cock while splaying her legs apart, showing off her smooth, plump, leaking pussy bump.

He didn't even need to touch her pussy for her to cum. Several times as he bounced her on his dick, it spread all by itself and splattered out juice while she cooed and moaned. Cumming out her pussy made her asshole clamp down over and over while he slid in and out of it, kissing down and back up his length. He knew he was stimulating her ultra sensitive pussy through the front wall of her ass inside, meaning that any other girl he did this too, whether they liked anal or not before, was going to prefer it after he got through with them.

Then he had a thought, and gave Rosa a raunchy grin. “That’s it Rosa, make daddy happy.” Rosa’s body reacted on its own as she got twice as horny and twice as tight at his words. He wasn’t sure if she fully undstood him or not, but he didnt care. When Syn leaned her back and started bouncing her on his dick again, Rosa rubbed her juices into her own pussy, playing with the flexible mound with both hands, and looked up at her brother, grinning coyly. Syn watched her toying with herself, showing him she wanted it, and it gave him the same rush of pleasure that almost getting caught did.

He pulled her all the way down on his cock and came another bucketload in her, plastering against the warm flesh wall tightly wrapped around his cockhead, making it run down his shaft and down his legs, quickly overflowing her little body. He pulled out and sat Rosa down next to him; she cooed and held his arm with both hands, leaning against him, as she leaked a puddle of sex liquids beneath her.

"I love you, Daddy," she said.

Still hard, he brought Lulu to the shower and made him suck on Rosa's ass until he'd swallowed all the cum Syn had shot up there. Then Syn fucked Lulu the same way he had just fucked Rosa, draining Lulu's little pokeballs all over the wall of the shower in the process. Still not satisfied, he fucked Rosa up her cunt to make absolutely sure the stretching didn't only work on the backdoor, kneeling and holding her face up in front of him, trapping her between his body and the wall so she had to curl her body and watch as he took her. Her uterus stretched the same way, giving her a belly bulge a little lower down than before. Rosa's cunt was still nice and tight compared to Syn's thick cock--his meat rubbing both her thighs as he fucked her even with her legs spread as wide as she could make them--but she could take his whole thing.

And so the year Syn was fifteen changed his life--the first half of the year positively. Syn had no real interest in his high school teachers, but his current gym teacher also ran gym for the connected lower school.Her name was Julia and she was black, dark black, and had two daughters enrolled in the lower school, so Syn imagined he might have a tough time with her.

Though around this time he found out a bit more about how special he was, he learned that he was one that was gifted with the abilities of a pokemon and not just by sheer luck or well that’s what he thought. He knew something more was going on with it, but he kept it to himself and learned how to use his power more intentionally.

Fortunately, she also turned out to be a slut so she was a bit easier to manipulate. He forced suggestive thoughts that festered in her mind, planting a seed of desire For a few days in advance, he made sure she saw him walking around, and he made eye contact with her. By the third or fourth time, she was starting to coyly smile at him when she saw him. She had her office in the rear of the lower-school gym's girl's locker room, where he cornered her staying late after school one day to finish up paperwork.

No one goes in the locker rooms after school. She stood up when Syn closed her office door behind him and locked it. Syn pushed her back against the wall by her shoulders and kissed her; she kissed back while he dropped his pants and slid his cock up under her blouse, curving it against her stomach. She was curvy just like her daughters were. Not fat but with the voluptuous curves black women often try to give themselves.

He unbuttoned her jeans and pushed the waistband down over her wide hips. She shifted her hips until they slid down her legs and around her ankles. Her red thong barely hid the plump, swollen cunt hiding under them. He cupped his palms against her ass cheeks, smacked the right one with a loud, satisfying slap, making her moan into his mouth, and slid the thong off her thighs too, letting it drop around her ankles with her jeans. Her swollen, ebony labia were adorned with medium-sized, gold ring piercings. From two of the rings, one on each lip, hung short gold chains with gold star-shaped rings at the ends of them.

Though she was a little heavy, he lifted her easily onto her desk, shoving everything that was on it off on the floor. Like a true slut, she spread her legs without being asked, and Syn used the stars to pull her lips apart, revealing the hot-pink flesh inside her pussy while Syn started shoving his thick meat up in her. He held her down to the desk firmly by her hips.

She hadn't ever swallowed his cum, so he could barely get a third of his twenty-four inches in her; but sexual pleasure wasn't his only aim with her. While she had multiple orgasms around his cock and he filled her until a river of his cum was oozing out of her pussy and dripping off the front of the desk, he told her how hot her daughters Jacqueline and Jasmine were.

She grinned and said, "I know. Would you like to have some fun with them too after you stuff this naughty pussy of mine?." Syn was a bit surprised but he was pleased, he was planning on taking them regardless but she offered them up on her own. Syn liked this woman; he could use her. Her pussy rings stroked his cock as he fucked and filled her. Sometimes she'd reach down to rub her clit, and sometimes she'd hold the stars and pull her lips apart so Syn could see better. The orgasms were stronger and produced more cum too. Syn could see how piercings might become a thing of his, especially if they vibrated to keep him rock hard. In the end, he covered her whole body with cum just like he liked to do with his mom. She gave him copies of the keys to the kids' locker rooms.

That's how he learned to kidnap. He'd hide out and watch either the boys or the girls change after class and catch the one who was last out of the room. At first, he'd use a type of chloroform infused with sleep powder from pokemon to knock them out while he snatched them from the back of the line.

Then he realized it was easier to have an accomplice. He'd get the gym teacher to hold them back after class then make herself scarce while Syn had his way with the kids. He'd take his chances and do them on the changing benches between the rows of lockers--often fantasizing that someone would walk in and find out so that he would get to break them and fuck them too. It made him cum harder, just like the piercings.

Syn started experimenting to see what kinds of things would get his rocks off harder and harder. One thing he liked with the girls was making them straddle the bench sideways so their plump, little pussies got stretched and squooshed against the smooth, cold, lacquered wood while they leaned forward on their cooches and sucked his cock. With the boys, he liked bending them over the benches or making them stand against the lockers while he fucked their little assholes raw.

By the end of first semester, he'd amassed a collection of thirty kids who'd drank his cum and could stretch, were broken and would pleasure him on command. He didn't see any real reason to get more; this group of thirty contained a kid or two for each one of his moods: blacks, asians, mexicans, northern europeans--of all sizes and personalities and each one with a different favorite way of pleasing Syn. He loved the girls that loved anal--among these the gym teacher's daughters. Those two were special, especially when he got them together.

He'd get Jacqueline to stand on the bench and bend forward and touch her toes, pressing her fat legs together to make her plump her squishy cooch out, displaying her swollen, moist, black lips, which he'd pull apart with his thumbs and slide his cock up between--while Jasmine sat straddling the bench between her sister and Syn, facing Syn and sucking on his oversized nuts with her hot little mouth, cupping them in her soft little hands.

That was the first half of the year, the good half. The second half kind of sucked. Two things happened, the second worse than the first. Just after winter break, one evening they got a visit from the police, who told them his father had died. It seemed like they suspected foul play, but it was never resolved. Syn didn't miss his dad at all; rather, he was looking forward to taking over his property and acquaintances, his power circles. But he did feel bad for his mom, who cried. He had to support her and take a break from his sexual escapades for a while.

Aroudn this time he did finally manage to get into his fathers study, it was one of the few places he was denied no matter how hard he tried. Syn knew he was different but what he found surprised even him. He knew his gifts weren’t by luck, he was geneticily modified in the womb. He was infused with the pyshic gene of several powerful pokemon. While he had also had been infused with a type of ditto DNA to stablize him. He also learned that his father planned on taking over his body some how when he got older, he knew his father was a cruel man but didnt think he’d have the means to try and pull something like that off.

He went into a bit of a frenzy after he came across a relic that he learned more about after he was hospitalized after his intional contact with it. It was fine but it was the first time ever something had done that to him. So his mother treated it as a big deal, the doctors felt the same and kept him for a while. It sucked and he wanted to leave already.

It didn't suck completely, though. Rosa, Lulu, his mom, the gym teacher, and his harem kids all made frequent visits--and they sucked instead. A few times, he had Rosa and Lulu hide under his blankets and service him while the nurses were tending to him. During this time he practiced using his pyshic powers more directly, asking for a few books on the subject saying it was for the sake of curiosity and that he was bored. Though in his mind, that relic left a vision of his father and a safe under the floorboards

When he got out of hospital, he started to investigate his father's resources. He ransacked his dad's room while his mom wasn't home and found a small, secret safe hidden under the carpeted floorboards next to his desk. It was locked, but he easily opened it without so much as a scratch using the physic powers he had honed for the last few months.

It contained a lot of records of important account numbers, addresses, telephone numbers, and transaction receipts. His dad had been leading a double life, and this one was his public front for all the underhanded things he used to do in his real career. The first thing Syn discovered was the property his dad had owned off the coast north of town, a veritable mansion nestled in the hills on a private island he'd also owned.

Syn assumed he'd used it as a center for anything crooked he wanted to do, from business meetings to influence the direction of political measures to a simple whorehouse and drug house. His clients had included top government and business officials. He'd owned a livestock farm, a pokemon center, and an orphanage, the uses for which were obvious.

Then Syn found a copy of his father's will at the bottom of the safe under everything. No note, no explanation; but he'd left all of his legally traceable assets not to any extended family or friends but directly to Syn--except for the suburban house and a small sum of cash to his wife as a front to keep up appearances. Syn knew that his father had trusted in his skills. According to the date the will was signed, he'd trusted Syn with all this since Syn was a child. Syn smiled; no wonder his dad had been the first one to teach him to lie, cheat, and manipulate. He had actively set up for the day he took over his own sons body. A well trained body with everything left to it so he could start another life all over again with the experience of a older man.