Marge looked down as a 2 year old Bart tugged on her dress, "Hey Mom, can I show you something?"

Nodding at the boy's request, Marge followed Bart outside, and Bart pointed at a corner of the apartment building.

"What is that over there?"

Marge walked to the corner and peered down at it with her bending down, her not seeing anything.

Bart got what he wanted however, him staring hungrily at her ass.

When he grasped her dress and ripped it off of her, Marge looked back in surprise, "Bart, what are you - !"

Bart pulled his massive cock out, him already exceeding his own father by being twice as long and wide as him as a grown man to his own five year old age.

Aiming his only half hardened 7 inch cock, Bart aimed, thrusting himself inside of Marge after moving her panties aside.

Bart started thrusting into her, Marge screaming out loudly as he forced her walls to part for his cock, feeling his length grow by another five inches, Marge marveling at the fact that he was four times longer than Homer was, the twelve inch length spreading her. Unable to keep herself from succumbing to her pleasure, Marge could do nothing about her dress being taken away by her neighbors.

As he let himself fall into rhythm with her body, Bart came very quickly inside of Marge, his pent up spunk still enough to fill Marge's womb. As Marge's eyes went wide from this, Bart pulled out of her, slapping her ass cheek with a loud clap, "You belong to me now."

Though she dissented from this for a moment, Marge was brought to be forcibly persuaded by Bart sticking his cock in her asshole to her son's property.

Many years would often pass with a similar scene inside of Bart and Marge's home, all the way until Bart was ten.

At that point, Bart was making Marge suck his cock as he looked thoughtfully up at the ceiling.

Then as he came inside of her mouth, his now 15 inch long cock something that Marge had grown accustomed to sucking and addicted to getting fucked by, Bart looked down at her, eyes reflecting boredom, "I want to try someone else later."

"Who Bart?" Marge asked after swallowing his cum, "Do you want to fuck Lisa again?"

Bart thought about it.

"No. I want to fuck those two whore sisters and mother of yours. We might as well bring in Milhouse's mom and Ms. Krabapple again."

"Okay. How long this time?"

"We'll rent out a hotel room like usual. I'm really bored today. Maybe taking all of you on at once will put me in a better mood."

"Should we get Mrs. Flanders to come as well?"

Bart smirked, reaching down and slapping her across the face with his incredibly large cock, it being 5 inches wide, doing this as a sign of him being pleased with her, "Good thinking. Bring her in too."

As Bart waited impatiently for all the women he'd requested to come to arrive, he simply made Marge suck him off gently, sitting on the staircase as he waited for everyone to arrive.

One came within a minute, and Marge stopped sucking at the sound of the doorbell, Bart looking at her round ass as she opened the door, Milhouse's mother walking in.

"Give me the bouncer treatment." Bart ordered, still sitting on the staircase with his cock standing straight as metal.

The woman with shorter hair slipped out of her trench coat, revealing that she wore nothing at all underneath it, not even shoes, and walked to Bart, turning around from him and crouching down so that her pussy was just above his cock, holding her knees as she did this, before slamming herself down on his length forcibly, the woman feeling as though it were the first time she'd been fucked by Bart's cock, despite this having been going on for years now.

She bounced herself harshly on Bart's cock, clenching her teeth to hold in moans as her ass jiggled to her movements, Bart enjoying every last second of it.

As Bart watched the woman's jiggling ass, he grunted right when she came down to his hilt, pushing her knee against the stair case railing, standing up and fucking the woman in front of him brutally into the wooden structure.

Pounding his flesh into her, it wasn't long before the woman he was inside of came, her body cringing up and her crying out as he walls closed on him.

Marge, who looked closely at their joined flesh, watched as Bart thrust fully inside of her, before slowly pulling out, liquids leaking out of her hole.

"Suck me off." Bart said, and Marge immediately took to sucking harshly on his cock, her head bobbing up and down the shaft harshly, him soon noticing the other bespectacled woman watching now, "You too." Bart said, slapping her ass harshly, "Chop chop."

She quickly got off of the staircase, getting behind Bart and sucking on his balls.

As he was sucked off on both sides, another knock on the door made Bart tell Marge to go get it, him looking at her ass again as she looked to see who it was.

It turned out that this time it was Patty and Selma, her bringing their mother in as well.

They too wore trench coats, their bodies having been considerably slimmed up recently, them all as thin and fit as Marge was.

Seeing the five women there, Bart thought to himself, then grabbed his best friend's mother's hair and dragged her down the steps forcibly, the woman taking it silently despite the pain.

"Which one of you wants to suck me off while I'm driving?" Bart asked, this being the customary rule he'd set in place.

The first five women there would have a decent chance of not being stuffed inside of a suitcase and put in the trunk of the car while Bart drove to the hotel room.

At that moment, another knock came, this time it being Krabapple and Mrs. Flanders.

But, Bart noticed, Mrs. Flanders wasn't wearing the trench coat she'd gotten from him for these days.

He sighed at the sight of this, and as the women inside took notice of this, they gasped before looking at Bart for his reaction.

The boy walked down to Mrs. Flanders and slapped her across the face, "I told you to come with just the trench coat on. Why are you wearing those crappy clothes?"

"I wanted to leave my husband for you Bart. This was the only way I could think of." She said.

Bart looked up at her, "Alright. You'll be named "it" from now on then. Go and get in the car it."

The woman, now thoroughly disciplined, walked out into the garage, slipping into the trunk silently after stripping down.

The women all followed her, Bart having chosen Marge to suck him off while he drove, Lisa coming downstairs and kissing his cock goodbye.

As he finally arrived at the hotel and got the room, he stood with all the women standing around him, watching him as he lay on his back.

"Which one of you is going first?"

When Krabapple volunteered herself, Bart waved her close to him, "Hop on."

Krabapple crawled onto the bed, positioning herself and piercing her hole with his cock, crying out from its size parting her walls greatly.

As Bart looked at her bouncing breasts as she started to ride him, he was reminded of why she had always given him Fs, it mainly having to do with her having F-Cup breasts.

She moaned and screamed out in pleasure as she rode him, a bulge being visible over her stomach and pussy.

Krabapple pushed her hips forcibly down to the hilt of Bart's cock, feeling it twitching as her womb was filled to the brink, then to even greater amounts that caused her stomach to inflate like a balloon.

As she pulled herself off of him, Krabapple fell on her side, trying to regain her breath, only for Bart to kick her in the stomach and off of the bed, her falling on the floor while her many seeds formed a puddle.

"Who's next?"

"We'll go." Patty and Selma said, Bart seeing them walking up to him as a duo.

One put her legs on either side of his face, her sitting on Bart's face as he started to eat her out, the other sitting on his cock and moving her hips back and forth slowly while he was still inside of her fully.

Bart waved at the women who were watching, Milhouse's mother and Mrs. Flanders getting onto the bed and pushing Bart's fingers inside of them, Bart pumping four fingers inside of them both as the twin riding his cock started to become more wild.

As the four women changed places multiple times whenever someone who was riding Bart's cock came, Bart himself never came, until Marge finally involved herself, riding him to her next climax.

When he'd gone through this, Bart made everyone get into a line, aiming his cock and jerking himself off, blowing his load all over each of their faces.

Two hours later, Bart was lying on his back, before he opened his eyes again, looking at the woman he now referred to as it, "Everyone except for Krabapple, it, and Marge go home. I'll need some company tonight."

Though the women all nodded, one asked the question they were all wondering, "But are we allowed to wear clothes?"

"No. It," he looked at it, "You're going to be nude and standing on top of the car while we go through town. If you fall off, we're leaving you behind."

"But I -"

"No buts it." Bart snapped at her, "If you disobey, I'll fuck you to death. Do you understand?"

The woman's eyes were wide, and she stuttered somewhat at the glare Bart gave her, "Y-Yes."

As Bart drove, Marge sucked him off, Mrs. Flanders balancing herself on the top of the car while on all fours, her pussy, breasts and ass out for everyone to see, some taking pictures of her as she went.

Her breasts, E-Cups in size, swayed as Bart made sharper turns, threatening to throw her off.

When they finally arrived at the Simpson home, all the women piled out of the car, Krabapple and Marge leaving and immediately walking into the house.

He stopped Milhouse's mother from leaving, and after taking a quick look at her body, Bart saw that she had J-Cups like Marge did, only Marge had big, round ass, and Milhouse's mother had a small one.

Comparing the breast sizes, Bart told the bespectacled woman, "You're coming with me." He pulled her out of the car and threw "it" on his shoulder.

He sneaked past Homer as he lay sleeping on the couch, and the four women he brought to his room all crowded around him.

He looked at Milhouse's mother, "Would you be willing to leave your family for me?"

"If I must, then yes, I'd be willing." She replied.

Bart smiled, "Okay then. Would you be willing to leave Homer for me Marge?"

"Yes, I would." Marge said without hesitation, smiling at him.

"Good." Bart looked between all of them before taking them one at a time and throwing them face down on the bed, feeling all their asses, "Then I'm going to be using the technology Lisa stole for me. I'll be giving you a good home and a good life for the rest of your lives."

"Really?" Marge asked, a broad smile on her face.

Bart smiled, "Yes. Just give me a minute." He told them this, slapping Marge's ass lightly before he pulled a toy gun looking object out of his drawer, before he walked down the stairs, aiming the gun and pulling the trigger, a ray hitting Homer.

"You're a provider for this house you live in. Marge Simpson is someone you've never met. You will leave this house and never come back for the rest of your life. You Will go to a strip club and hire every woman to come here."

As he released the button, Homer got up and left, walking out to his car and going to accomplish all these things.

He walked back up the stairs and went into his room, aiming the gun and pointing it at Mrs. Flanders, "You're my fuck toy."

He pointed the gun and did the same thing to Krabapple, before he took out a differently shaped gun, going into Lisa's room and pointing it at her, pulling the trigger and making her start to age in the matter of seconds, going into Maggie's room and doing the same.

Then he left, going back to his room, Marge having seen what he'd done, "You can't do that to them. They'll grow too fast."

Bart pointed the mind control gun at her and pulled the trigger, "You're my fuck toy too."

Then he aimed the aging gun, pointing it at his own cock and pulling the trigger, not stopping until it stopped growing in size, Bart smiling at the fact that his cock was now 36 inches long and 8 inches wide.

Bart smiled, turning Marge around and running his hand up the bottom of her pussy, to the bottom of her ass, then all the way up the crack, as though examining the surface of something that greatly interested him.

"Marge, put your hair down from now on. We're going to Mr. Burns' house. Then after that, I'm gonna have a whole lot of fun."

"Okay. Anything for my sweet little man." Marge walked away, in her bedroom, swinging her hips back and forth so that Bart would stare at her ass.

When he walked into his room again, he looked at Krabapple, "Your new name is going to be Sunday."

"Why?" She asked.

"I'm going to fuck you on Sundays. And you," he pointed the mind control gun, pulling the trigger as he pointed at Milhouse's mother, "Will be named Monday. As of now, you're only purpose in life is help me to fuck your brains out."

As he stopped, he walked out of the room, seeing Marge with her hair down, and he smirked before he walked to his neighbors house, mind control gun in hand.

For one person, they would never suspect that answering a knock on the door would reveal a naked Marge there, smiling happily, her now shaven pussy leaking out many liquids.

Bart stood behind her, standing in a shameless nakedness, and aimed the mind control gun at the girl, instantly warping her mind.

By the end of the hour, Bart would've taken over every woman in Springfield.

Watching the last woman strip out of her clothes, Marge looked down at her son, "What should we do now, my sweet Bart?"

Bart smirked at her, placing his hand on her ass in the manner of someone who was holding someone's hand, "We go to Mr. Burns' house."

As they piled into the car and drove away, Bart noticed all the women on the town following after him in his car, and when he reached the estate, he destroyed a part of the gate and drove through the front yard, him driving up the stairs as he reached the house and broke through the front doors with his car.

He pulled Marge's head off of him, telling her to wait in the car.

As he saw Smithers walking out to confront him for this, he pointed the mind control gun, "You don't belong here. Leave this state immediately."

Smithers followed wordlessly, Bart running to Mr. Burns' room and opening the door, pointing the gun at the sleeping man before he could do anything.

"Lie completely still. Tell me the place to take all your money."

When the man had told him, Bart pushed a button on the other side of the room, the bed Mr. Burns slept on falling into a pit of flames, the open pit closing itself and replacing itself with a new bed.

Happy with the knowledge that the only person with enough power to stand in his way was gone, and knowing he was now in complete control of Springfield, he left, opening the gates to the mansion with the women of Springfield all entering, Bart closing the gates and activating the electric power to it.

Now they were his fuck toys...

He roared out to the many women in the crowd, "All of you who've I've named my queens, come forward."

Marge, Krabapple, Patty, Selma, Lisa, Monday, Maggie, and "it" all came forward to his side.

"The rest of you will wait outside until further instruction." Bart said, closing the doors and turning to the group, his cock fully hard.

Bart looked at the older version of Lisa, her body revealing that she was perhaps more buxom than Marge, looking at Maggie and seeing her J-Cup breasts and knowing this was the case for her.

He made his first order to them, "Lisa, Maggie, you will bear 20 daughters for me to fuck."

Bart walked behind Lisa, aiming his cock and pushing himself inside her vagina, managing to push half of his cock inside of her despite her vagina being a few feet above his head despite the size of his length.

Having only to stand up to push himself halfway inside however, Bart moved his waist back and forth quickly, still managing to fuck his daughter with a new vigor with each thrust.

As he did this, Bart jumped up, grabbing her hips and forcing his whole cock to go inside of her, Lisa's moans being cut off from his cock reaching too far up inside of her, his cock still pumping huge sums of cum, the bulge of his cock twitching harshly inside of her reaching all the way into Lisa's neck, her making soundless moans as cum spilled out of her mouth.

When he finally stopped, Bart roughly pulled himself out of her, Lisa crumpling onto the ground limply.

Seeing her being knocked out, Bart pressed his foot firmly against her head, pushing down on it, "Hello? You awake there fuck toy?"

Receiving no response, Bart grabbed her by the hair, dragging her to a trash can and dumping her inside, walking back to Marge, "You'd better last longer than Lisa did." Bart said, his anger at Lisa having her body destroyed so quickly sinking into everyone's minds.

Marge tried sucking as much of his member that she could swallow, her mouth being stretched apart forcibly just by pushing it in.

Maggie took Marge by the hair and yanked her off of Bart, pushing the boy on his back and spreading her feet as her pussy hung itself over the head of his cock, Maggie bringing her hands to the back of her head so Bart had a clear view of his daughter's breasts, pushing herself down on him.

She closed her eyes tightly, her only able to take in 6 inches of the yard long cock before she needed to stop to breathe.

As she started bouncing herself more and more roughly on his cock, Bart smiled at the sight of Maggie's huge breasts bouncing heavily, Maggie gradually starting to throw her head back as she took in more and more of him, her vagina soon widened irreparably.

"Oh dad it so great!" She shouted, only for Marge throw her aside before kissing Bart.

As Marge kissed her son, she took his cock and pushed it inside of herself, going through a similar process to Maggie, only her breasts were in Bart's face as she bounced herself on him, his huge cock forcing her body to twitch each time she pushed down.

Watching Marge attempting to ride the boy, Milhouse's mother crawled to look closely behind them, watching their enjoined flesh for a few minutes before she finally leaned in, sucking on the parts of his cock that Marge couldn't handle.

Marge soon screamed, climaxing, Bart cumming inside her and thrust up wildly into her, his cock as hard as it was minutes before this had started, him thrusting harsh thrusts fully inside of her, Marge being pushed straight up as Bart's cock forced her, her soon making silent screams as he fucked her.

Minutes later, Bart pushed her on her side, roughly pulling out of her, aiming his cock and not holding in his cum anymore, a light rub of his hand enough to make him start to cum, pushing his cock inside of her pussy and her womb, her stomach expanding as it filled itself like a balloon.

After pushing himself inside of her mouth, Bart enjoyed the feeling of immense pleasure he felt when he pushed in deeper and deeper inside of her.

Feeling her lack of sucking however, Bart looked down at her angrily.

"Start sucking." He ordered her, moving his hands to grip her head and move her back and forth with his cock.

She didn't suck on him however, so he sighed, ripping his cock from inside of her throat, the woman collapsing underneath him.

He got behind her, spreading her ass cheeks and seeing her asshole, tight still from no one ever fucking it.

He aimed himself, the 8 inch wide cock pressing against the unconscious woman's asshole, "You made the choice to leave your family. If you aren't able to keep up with the other sluts, then you'll face the consequences."

He then forcibly pushed his entire length inside of her asshole in the duration of a second, a bump forming over where the spine of her back should've been.

His new body convulsed, Bart watching as Milhouse's mom took the punishment, her screams of pain only making him enjoy destroying her asshole by fucking it.

"Mom is he really doing this?" Lisa said, having crawled out of the trash can and watching her father doing this to the woman.

Marge looked up at Lisa, nodding, "Your father has been doing this type of thing since he was five. He used to do this to me all the time until I couldn't fuck him anymore. And even then he'd still fuck me until he was completely satisfied. You and Maggie were born because of that, even if Homer thought you were his."

"What? He's been doing it for that long?"

"Yes..."

Lisa looked at her mother in surprise, "... I'm sorry that happened to you Mom..."

She looked over at Bart again, and he slapped her hard in the face with his cock, "To be fucked by me for such a long time is a good thing," Bart said to Lisa, "That just shows how much experience a woman will have with me."

"But Mom's 36." Lisa retorted, holding her cheek.

"That's not old at all. Besides, I made her younger. She's 20 right now."

Lisa looked down, "Okay... I'm sorry Dad..."

Bart kissed her, "It's alright."

The night passed by, screams resounding from inside the mansion to a point that it could be heard from outside, like a pleasured, sexual version of a haunted house's ghosts screaming and moaning.

A/N: This was another old lemon I scraped up from several years ago.

Thinking back, this was made during the time the first several chapters of my Dragon Ball Z lemon-fic "Uncontrollable Lust" was being made, so both me and the original owner of this account wrote it during that time.

Rereading through this made me realize this was where most of the ideas for the second half of "Uncontrollable Lust" originally came from, from the way someone amasses a concubine-type harem and not an anime-type harem at a preteen age while dehumanizing the women in said harem all the while.

If you found it in yourself to enjoy this, then Uncontrollable Lust is probably suitable for you, only there there's an actual plot (at least by lemon-fic standards), and the villainously lustful main character dies at the end (unless you scrolled over to the Bad Ending of that fic, which, based on the stats for which people read which more often, people seem more invested in the Bad Ending. Probably 'cause more lemons crammed in one chapter.

But enough about terrible people with incest-filled sex lives.

This was the "part 1" of this story, so-to speak, and it was one of three stories I've dug up that I thought died.

For that reason, since I haven't posted anything for the last few months, I'm posting these for the sake of giving people SOMETHING to read.