Rod Ready and the incest spies

Rod Ready and the incest spies from China

Rod Ready and the incest spies work for the Chinese government. Their goal is the destruction of American freedom by normalizing incestuous sex. The porn industry’s Meat Puppet was once again surprised at how fucked up the world had become.

Bad days start with getting out of bed in the morning. Annoying pain-in-the-ass days begin with having to deal with the government. Rod found himself on a fake porn set having to talk to three government spooks. Two of them around, 30 years old, were biologically male and female, but probably identified differently. The woman had a bitchy attitude and carried herself like some sort of species of carpet muncher. While the bearded faggot, she’d been partnered with wore the makeup, dress, and heels. The 3rd person, an older man in his mid-60s, in his cheap navy-blue suit from Macy’s, looked like a fed.

« I’m special agent Masterson with the FBI and my colleagues are with the CIA. » He flashed his badge and assumed a stance of authority. Looking at the man, Rod took a quick mental stock of his situation and assured himself that there were no outstanding charges against him. The only thing someone could charge him with was the illegal purchase of steroids, and neither the FBI nor the CIA cared about a guy, with a 60-day supply of Dbol from Pakistan.

« What do you want ?» Rod asked.

« This is going to sound cliché but, your country needs you. » As a porn industry veteran, he had heard and said those exact same words on several occasions. Albeit, putting his cock in some woman’s orifice usually immediately followed. Therefore, this was either the real deal, or some asshole was doing a social experiment for magic Internet points and followers. The Hotrod rolled his eyes and asked where the fucking camera was hidden.

Some serious cock sucking

Ms. CIA carpet cleaner held up her ID and introduced herself as Leslie Tnuc and her colleague as Agent Vih Sida. She calmly explained how there are domestic enemy forces within the United States, working to undermine the American way of life. She spun a good speech, making it sound that should Rod refuse to do his patriotic duty, he was obviously a white supremacist and a sympathizer of anti-democratic terrorists.

Rolling his eyes, then directly looking at the FBI agent, Rod decided it was time to be an asshole.

« I’ll fuck Hillary Clinton, but I charge by the pound for chubby chicks. I don’t care if the homo eats my jizz out of her cunt, but he’s not sucking my cock unless I get to wear blackface and use the stage name, Black Steele. »

The CIA agents had an emotional meltdown, while Mr. FBI suppressed a grin. « This guy’s a fucking misogynist, a homophobe, and a white supremacist! I refuse to work with him! » Rod chimed to correct her that he’s an Italian, and some have argued not white enough. But he sarcastically admitted to being a fat-phobe. After all, she might get hungry while sucking his cock. Or, worse slip and fall and end up crushing his dick. Pointing out that he needs his pecker to earn a living.

Agent Masterson took control of the situation and motioned Rod to follow him into the next room, so they could talk in private.

« I’ve got 10 months until retirement. This project has a $350 million budget administered by clowns similar to the ones in the next room. The nation is already screwed, so play along and I’ll get you a damn good sum of money. »

Nodding his head in understanding, the meat puppet saw an opportunity he could exploit. « I always believed that FBI meant Fucking Bunch of Idiots but now I see that CIA means Completely Idiotic Assholes. » Rod took a deep breath, « OK, part of any deal is a passport that never expires and gives me total diplomatic immunity. I also never want to have to pay taxes ever again. »

The two men returned to the other room and this time Rod was the epitome of respectfulness and politeness. « Please accept my sincere apologies. » He addressed Tnuc and Sida. « I sincerely believed that this was someone’s attempt at a bad joke. »

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Agent Tnuc had a scowl on her face and remained skeptical. On the other hand agent Sida was elated with joy. He unashamedly hugged Rod, chirping « Rod is a celebrity too, they’re all on our side. It’s just that porn stars are the bad boys of Hollywood. » Sida’s fagginess made the meat puppet uncomfortable, he despised homos and until recently, he felt that the effeminate ones were the worst. However, in Rod’s mind, this new breed of gender-obsessed sodomite had the distinction of being the only species on the planet for whom he wished a violent extinction. He played into the queer’s hug and followed it up with a kiss on his cheek. « Thanks for understanding. But please, my livelihood depends on my reputation. »

No matter how you cut it, government organizations are fucked up. But when they cooperate, it’s downright scary. The plan to save America almost sounded like an early 1980s porn plot, but the jizz biz could never have produced a script this messed up. It involved the cooperation of a Chinese super spy and her son. They both had undergone plastic surgery and voice training to make them look and sound more Caucasian, more American, southern redneck actually.

The kicker was that she and her son are having incestuous sex.

Rod was to play the part of her bigoted ex-husband, who abandoned them years ago, to pursue a life of misogyny. Rod Ready would be on all the conservative podcasts and talk shows to denounce them, even be given his own hit reality TV show. Meanwhile, the newly formed Incest Legalization League (ILL) would destroy him in the liberal media, organize protests and get him canceled from his series.

It was pure political theater, and for his role in it, he was going to get a large sum of money, deposited in a Hong Kong bank account. Plus either a lucrative deal as a conservative talk show co-host or elected as a Republican congressman. All of this was surprisingly put in writing and Rod only needed to sign it and the non-disclosure agreement. Oddly enough, he never even raised an eyebrow, until he was shown a video of the mother and son actually having sex, being told that her getting pregnant was part of the plan.

Rod Ready meets his ex-wife and son

Describing Emma Wedgewood and her real-life son, Charles, as interesting people would be an understatement. She gave birth to him when she was 14 and now at 33, she’s screwing her 18-year-old boy with fierce pride. Rod’s first task was, as a consultant, to help them create a believable porn that was designed to both attack him, as a toxic-masculine, absent father and to demonstrate the beauty of incest. The fact that the government with its hoards of artistically inclined people couldn’t figure out the formula was no surprise to him. This was a no-brainer, shoot it in reality style starting with the incestuous couple bitching about what a piece of shit Rod Ready is. Then follow up with some bullshit about how they’re now going to show him what real love looks like. Then queue the fucking and go home after the pop shot.

« Hello, my name is Emma Wedgewood and this is my son Charles. He is my biological son, I gave birth to him. He came into this world by exiting my vagina and today we are going to show the world how he will cum inside my vagina. » She paused for dramatic effect then french kissed deeply with her son. « We are going to make a baby »

Rod was no stranger to weird and fucked up, in a porn video. He also had his fair share of sex with wackos from his work as a male hooker. But what he was helping to produce, left him with a strange feeling in his stomach, something that he wasn’t accustomed to experiencing. It was his sense of morality, and these chinks were making him feel like puking. He had to remind himself that this was about the money and finally being able to retire from the bullshit.

« Do you wonder what can drive a mother and son into each other’s arms? I’ll tell you, it was my abusive ex-husband, Mr. Rod Ready. I was giving birth to his boy and he was having sex with cheap street hookers. When I finally came home with our baby, he thanked me by giving me Gonorrhea. » Ms. Wedgewood began to unbutton her white blouse and she signaled Charles to come and fondle her. He pulled one of her breasts from her bra and started to suck on her nipple.

« Watch Rod! Watch as your son makes love to his mother! Watch as he becomes more of a man than you will ever be! Watch as the world celebrates your cancellation! And listen as I tell you how this all started. »

They got naked and she got on her knees to suck Charlie’s cock. True bona fide incest was happening before everyone’s eyes. Looking around, Rod noticed that the film crew was turned on. The cameraman and lighting guy both had bulges in their pants. Meanwhile, the makeup girl sat wide-eyed in her chair as she watched the action and kept crossing and uncrossing her legs.

However, the best was the production assistant, she had to be in her mid-40s and she sat off-camera in the darkness. Her panties were on the ground, her skirt was hiked up and she was openly playing with her pussy. She had been on many porn sets, including those making fake incest videos. But never, had she masturbated to any of them, while on set. Rod thought to himself, every one of these assholes would jump at the chance to fuck their own kids and society considers me the piece of shit.

Charlie sat looking straight at the camera as his mother, facing the camera as well, made sure that the penetration shot was perfectly captured. Slowly she impaled herself on his dick and when he was balls deep in her, she pulled her lips apart to make certain there was no doubt, her son was inside her. As the pumping began, she spoke once more.

« When Rod abandoned us I had to travel 2000 miles to find work to support our son. It was in a disgusting paint factory making chemicals and it poisoned the milk in my breasts. I was left with no choice but to pay for the expensive formula to feed Charles. I sent Rod letters and begged him to help with the costs, but he was too busy with hookers and porn. I did rotten jobs and rotten work for years to keep food on our table.

When Charles became an adult, we continued to live together and pool our resources because he wanted to help me. I love my son. We’ve always had a very affectionate relationship and that has nothing to do with incest. I’m a very affectionate and huggy person with the people that I care about. So it was nothing out of the ordinary for me to touch his face, rest my head on his shoulder, etc.

As working adults, we often had the same free time and would watch TV together in the evenings. The “big event” actually took 2 weeks to happen. One night feeling exceptionally tired, I put my head in his lap and fell asleep. While I lightly dozed my son gently touched one of my breasts. It was nothing major, not even what I would call “grabbing a feel”, but as I started to wake, I became aware of his subtle explorations. Keeping my eyes closed, I let his hand linger. My son is twice as gentle and twice the man that his father ever was.

I’m not too sure what I was thinking during the next two weeks. Needless to say, I didn’t encourage or discourage my son. On the contrary, I made things easier for him, by going bra-less and conveniently dozing off, with my head in his lap. My son got bolder, refining his subtle technique. Eventually, he started running his hand down my tummy and got his fingertips under my panties. It wasn’t penetration or anything so overt. His hand was just kind of there, on top of my pubic hair.

But for me, I was finally sure, this wasn’t just some curiosity. His intentions towards me were clear. So I reached up and stroked his face. He responded by leaning forward to kiss me….We made love 3 times that night, and we have continued almost every day since. My son is my lover, and he will be the father of my next child.

There are evil fascist people like my ex-husband who want to regulate and condemn what consenting adults can do in their bedrooms. They use misogynist science created by angry white men, who tell us that children born of incest will be deformed. Their science is the science of eugenics. The same science of the 3rd Reich, those responsible for killing 11 million people in the Nazi death camps. What you’re watching today is female empowerment, I’m taking back what is rightfully mine and that’s the love of a man who was raised to respect women and his mother. Together, we will create more children that share all of our values and make the world a better place. Don’t be like my ex-husband, Mr. Rod Ready by supporting misogyny and their anti-family, anti-mother agenda.»

Emma and her son picked up the pace, with the pumping and within a few moments he came. She slid off his cock and made sure that the camera could see her son’s sperm dripping out of her cunt. Rod expected her to say something more, but when she didn’t, he motioned to the cameraman to wrap it up. A moment later and everyone on the set was patting themselves on the back for a great video. The production assistant punctuated the situation, by announcing that she needed a couple more minutes before she could join everyone.

There was pizza, but Rod had lost his appetite. He had been a man-whore for more than 20 years but it wasn’t until today that he truly felt whoreish. Putting his hand into his jacket pocket, he stroked the new passport that he had been given. He could go anywhere in the world, but now he found himself in a different kind of prison, one which had been built in his mind. Under his breath, he uttered a snide comment to himself, « Well asshole, all that’s left is to go to Hong Kong and see if I can crash on some other degenerate’s couch until the sale goes through on my new accommodations. »