Yes, this is all true. Almost all countries have a population "boom" between the time that medication, enough food, shelter, etc. became available and the time that they became "developed" (ie heavy industry such as autos and white-collar jobs). If you live in a developed country (which is likely if you have access to the Internet and speak English well enough to write or read these stories), your population will not get much higher in the coming years. In developing countries, population continues to rise at an incredible rate, although the rate of increase is slowing down. So in a few decades, the world will stop gaining population. Problem solved, right?

No. With current production techniques Earth can only provide so much food, fuel, etc. If all humans consumed as much as Americans, the Earth could only support 1.4 billion people. So unless we develop some wonder farming technique or all learn to live a little less lavishly (even more unlikely), we can expect a lot of poverty and wars over resources in the next 100 years.

Sad, huh?

Example: "She's getting quite good at it, and everytime, I feed her womb some more of my incest sperm, just to make sure she's nice and pregnant. No harm there, since she already is." There are worse.

If you ever want a good laugh, check out sexstoriespost.com and myinceststories.com. This is where I got my start writing, and although there are a few standout writers, they are mostly awful. The fact that they spel liek tihs doesn't help either.

I tend to try not to start writing my stories when aroused, although this state usually doesn't last too long. I usually base my characters loosely off of someone I know, although I make sure to change enough things to make them entirely fictional creations.

I've written sex-related stories almost since I knew what sex was. I just have the constant urge to write about what's on my mind, and being 19, that's often sex.

My sex stories are like some person named Cory Doctorow's. But my non-sex stories come up with Ernest Hemingway. Woot.

It's possible to fall in love with anyone, anytime, anywhere. The question is whether the love works .

My guess would be that it's sort of an evolutionary thing. Men instinctively want young, hot women who can give them babies (in general), while women instinctively want older, established men who can provide for them. Obviously there are many exceptions, especially in the modern world. And your fetish isn't half as taboo as many peoples' including mine (incest!!!!!.......) But I digress...

It's a Western thing which is most prevalent in America. The British have Peter Pan, and there's infinite German fairytales about rogueish types saving the day and winning the girl. More than any people, I think Americans fear authority and support the individual, probably because America's original settlers were adventurous, pioneering types (not counting American Indians- who were mostly killed by these adventurous, pioneering types).

Anyhoo, in Western culture we see individuals and small groups (packs, families) as inherently good and society at large as inherently evil. This is reversed in Eastern culture, where individuals are viewed as only able to achieve their full potential when working towards a higher goal for everyone. (These are blanket statements, I mean them only IN GENERAL).

Also, lone outlaws just make better TV.

I personally prefer to use a lot of dialogue with limited description- I like to build up the chemistry between the characters. My goal, however, is to use dialogue only to advance characterization and plot, and not just to pad my story with extra words. While I do use some description in talking about the character's physical appearance and setting, I like to leave that mainly for the reader's imagination. That's just me though.

It was the last weekend before me and Dani’s planned escape. Everything was set. We had rented a big apartment in a city about six hours away, and had already moved much of our stuff there the previous weekend. The only thing standing between us and freedom was seven days—and the family reunion we were currently headed to. Dani and I were sitting in the backseat of our family’s car, with...

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“And those sinners who dare argue with our Lord’s divine will,” shouted the Reverend Gary Whitman, “Will be doomed to spend an eternity in hell! Who is that, you ask? Who are these sinners? Well, ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you. It’s the murderers, the criminals, the thieves!” The congregation cheered. Reverend Whitman’s movements were animated and exaggerated when he was in the middle...

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This is really fucking long. If you are not willing to wait 5000 words for them to have sex, you should probably find another story. I considered putting it in two or three installments, but didn't want to. This way makes the most sense. I think my next story will be something more fun. Maybe I'll write another Little Sister sequel. Or not. We'll see. Part One: Sister and Brother ...

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I woke up with a start. Something was not right. I sat straight up and hit my head on the bunk above me. Cursing, I rubbed my head and looked around. “Jake?” asked my sister from the bunk above me. “Are you okay?” “I'm fine,” I said gruffly. “Something just woke me up.” I felt around. “Hey, what happened to my shorts?” I had gone to bed wearing a pair of athletic shorts, but I was...

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It was late September. The fall breeze was rolling in off the nearby lake as I drove up to the high school. It was the first time I had come home since leaving for college, and I was preparing to drop in on my little sister Dani, who was currently a junior there. I parked in the parking lot and rushed in. It had been three weeks since I had left for college and that long since I had seen...

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The first thing I realized was that I was in a strange bed. The second thing I realized was that I was naked. The third thing I realized was that my body was pressed against that of my brother's. I screamed. “Morning, Kelly,” my little brother said. “What the hell is going on?” I asked. “What, you don't remember?” My head ached as I thought back to the events of the day before... ...

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When I woke up that morning, I was instantly confused about the naked body pressing against me. Then I remembered: My sister Dani and I had fucked half a dozen times yesterday, and we had fallen asleep in each others' arms the previous night. “Morning, sweety,” I told her in a half-joking voice. “Sweety?” she asked. “I'm sick of you acting like we're husband and wife or something.” ...

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It was the summer after my senior year. I would be leaving for college in just a couple months, and like most people my age, I suspect, I couldn't wait to get out. I was sick of living way out in the country, sick of being a loser at my school, and sick of my controlling parents. Maybe that's why I was so excited when my parents told me they were going on a two week-long trip. ...

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Meagan picked herself up off her bed. Her breathing was still heavy, but it was slowing down considerably. She picked up a hand mirror and glanced in it. The redness was leaving her pretty, youthful face. Bending down, she grabbed her underwear and short shorts and pulled them up. "Meagan?" came a call from outside the room. "What?" asked Meagan. "Can I grab the car keys? I'm going...

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