“This is not a test.
   This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S. Government.
   Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted.
   Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed.
   Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours.
   Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning at 7 a.m. when The Purge concludes.
   Blessed be our New Founding Fathers and America, a nation reborn. 
   May God be with you all.”

   Before the announcement started, all families unwilling to join the Purge has already started their lockdown. Doors bolted, windows covered, electricity reinforced, the safest of security measures for those uninterested in participating, and at this point has safety built into their homes, since those outside to commit crimes during Purge are too busy targeting each other than to aim at scared families and households who want to be left alone.
   Yet, the danger might still come from inside their homes. Family disputes, jealousy, anger, abuse… one way or another, some people lock themselves up for night not knowing they are caging themselves up for their inevitable fate.

~~

   Ander sits back in his seat with his soon-to-be wife, Mia. Their doors slam shut an hour before the announcement starts, the lady has always been very paranoid of being late for her so-called “12 hours of doom”. But she doesn’t know, her fiancé of 10 months has some rather special plans for the night, and as she holds his hand, and he whispers words of affirmation to her to calm her nerves, she is completely unaware of the gun he has tucked into his waistband.
   All this for the 7-year-old boy reading his comics upstairs, and a squad of men waiting outside his windows.

~~

   Snow sits inside his room, in front of him a board of controls for the facility. One by one, the metal doors slam shut, as the final staff of the hospital leaves for the night. Only a few, very few, have decided to stay over and take care of the very sick and needy, including Snow. His job is rather simple, just a lone man in his room as security, watching over cameras and controlling the protective doors. Once lowered, the doors are impenetrable, no one can come in, no one can come out, not even a sound nor a ray of light can go through. Perfect, because of the man Snow is sneaking into the newborns unit is going to need that.
   He hits buttons on the control panel, after the last nurse has given the signal to lockdown through surveillance cameras. But right after the nurse leaves, the doors pause for a second so the muscular man can slip through before it closes shut.
   “Mmmm you’re welcomed in as always, baby~”

~~

   Family traditions are always important, and for the Bransons, there is a yearly custom they can’t ever miss. It started when Emil’s grandfather, Sophos, caught his wife having sex with their 14-year-old son. They decided that, on Purge, it will be the one day a year when the family comes together and have a free-for-all sex, no matter age or gender. So for the Purge of the following year, Sophos and his family of 4 had sex together, cementing the release of sexual tension that they may build for each other throughout the year. Emil’s father, Rico, only felt comfortable having sex with Emil when he was 7, because he’d never been with anyone younger than he was, so there’s a lower end of the age range that he is willing to go for. And as a chain, Emil himself felt very comfortable fucking his sons, Magnus and Cain, when they were both a newborn during each of their first Purge. The traditions of his family definitely made Emil a pedophile, however he’s still comfortable not having sex with kids, unlike raging pedos out there who constantly prey on children. Still, Emil very much enjoy sex with his boys for their annual traditions.
   This year, Magnus is 12, while Cain is 7. “Damn, it’s been 12 years of fucking them, huh?” Emil contemplates as he undressesN himself, waiting in his bedroom with a live screen for the announcement with the boys. Both of them are already nude, Magnus, being a horny teenager, has already sported an erection, while Cain is jumping up and down the bed.
   “Be careful, don’t tire yourself out, honey.”
   “Okay…” the boy obeys and drops right down on the bed, his body spread out across the sheets.
   This year, their mother is out of the country. She’s busy on a business trip, so she won’t be joining them for the night. Sad, but at least there’s no concerns over accidentally making her pregnant, and hey, you know you like it better when it’s just raw father and son sex, don’t you?

~~

   Dilip steps out of the shower, and dries off his body. The rather chubby man dries himself off with a towel before spraying his body with cologne. His doors have been shut since 5:30, leaving him home safe inside so he can prepare his own Purge inside. What does he do? First off, after everything is secured and neatly done for the day, he will set his bedroom up. Extra bedsheets, romantic candles, a few cameras, and all the sex toys and lubricant a man will need. Then, he goes to the other room and returns with a nude newborn in his arm, and lays it down in the center of the bed.
   Every year, as a treat for himself, and as something Dilip looks forward to all year round, Dilip purchases newborns off of homeless or addicts that are willing to make money by selling their offspring away. Now of course, selling and buying newborns is illegal, but is it really when the child isn’t even registered to the world? As soon as it comes out screaming in the home of a pregnant lady, it is taken away for Dilip to take care of until Purge, and on the day when nothing is illegal, he can do whatever he wants to the child. Like clockwork, he plans the birth, takes the baby, takes care of it, all for the one night a year where he gets to do everything he wants with it.
   Back to his special evening routine, after cleaning the newborn up nicely, he takes a shower for himself, then comes back to his room where he lights the candles and waits for the public announcement. Then, the cameras shall start, and his best day of the year will commence.

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   The clock strikes 7, and siren blares through the air. All adults’ cocks throb a little, and their plan for the night commences.