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Rick and Matthew Morgan were looking at the island, both smiling nervously as they approached in their small speedboat. Matthew appreciated the sun, the cold water, the wind in his face, and the beauty of the thick foliage ahead of him. He felt nice about the upcoming mission but in his heart he couldn't help but remember a thousand narrative he had heard about missionaries getting eaten by island folks. "Dad" he said, turning his head to look at his father. "This is gonna be safe and all that, right?" he started thumping his bible subconsciously.

Rick looked at his son and sighed. The boy was in his early twenties but still in many ways a child. He showed so much promise in his quest to spread the Love of God, but he still had no wife nor any real prospects of one. "Matt, it's gonna be fine. Sarah and your mother have been calling us over the radio for weeks now. The people of this island have accepted the Love of God in a lot of ways already." he chuckled "The womenfolk have one the hard work, and now we men get to come in and take all the credit.

Matt couldn't help but chuckle as his dad steered the speedboat into the shallow parts of the water, leaving it right there for them to walk in and out of. Matt looked back to see the larger boat they taken off from sailing away. They did not have a very easy way off of the island if they couldn't call for help. But he breathed in deeply "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of Death, I shall fear no evil," he said, shrugging his shoulder as they arrived on the island.

"That's the spirit" his father encouraged as he got the boat into the harbor, looking around for any sign of human life "Strange. They said they'd be meeting us" the father said, suddenly seeing something come from the forest. It was a quartet of hunters, all looking tremendously large with big lithe muscles and a decent bit of toned bulk to their torsos. It was two men and two women, both wearing warpaint and furs to cover their genitalia.

"Interesting people" Matt said, slowly walking across the end of the boat. He had already shown cowardice, he wasn't going to show it again. "I don't remember them telling us how big everybody was going to be" he said as he looked up, seeing the colossal quartet of hunters approach. They had a haunting sort of beauty. Black hair, eyes so green they almost glowed, deep caramel skin. He approached the leading female and cleared his throat, trying to look away from her bare breasts but finding he had nothing to say.

Rick jumped off the front of the boat right toward the people "Hello, do you folks speak English?" the nod they gave seems to suggest that they had some degree of knowledge of his language. "I am Rick Morgan. Husband of Mallary Morgan. You know her" he said, slowly walking to the leading man and reaching his hand out. It was snatched suddenly, and the father was pulled high to see the face of the warrior who had swept him up.

"Dad!" Matt shouted as he ran forward, finding himself held down by two of the amazonian women, and then held next to a large pole of hardwood "What are they gonna do with-" was all he could manage before he was gagged with something slimy that he didn't quite recognize. His father was gagged just as quickly, unable to offer any real comfort to his son as he was filled up with the strange, alien taste.

The men and women od the island strung both of them up on the poles, hanging them from the poles almosta s if they were on spits before walking back into the jungle. The two men constantly shook and moaned into their strange gags as they were carried in, unable to see anything but the ground or hear anything but the soft patter of their masters' bare feet.

The miasma of lostness and foreign taste sent them through strange series of thoughts. They both feared death, but at the same time felt a strange sort of sinful arousal that they desperately wished they could avoid. The tried to scream and pull themselves away from a few minutes before exhausting themselves, then began to focus on simply staying coherent and banishing the bizarre, sexual, abominable thoughts form their head.

Both males thought they would go insane by the time they were brought into the village. They looked around and saw the wooden structures covering the rock, but behind that a mountain. Strange symbols were carved into the mouth of a great cave, in front of which there was a more elaborate wooden structure. Both men struggled in their binds as they saw this confusing imagery, they desire to escape intensifying as they saw the details of the great mound, strange criss-cross patterns that made it look more like ancient masonry than natural rock formations.

"Hello!" came the voice of Mallary Morgan "are you there? Rick? Matt?" both of them perked up at that, immediately looking forward...were the women in the cave? The two began screaming into their gags, and with that the two huntresses walked toward them and took the strange balls from their mouths. They saw what looked almost like bizarre alien eggs as the ball came out, sensing a sort of strong sexual aftertaste. "Are you doing alright?"

"I...is this some kind of strange tradition? Are we being brought in to some kind of ceremony?" Rick yelled out, not quite sure what was going on anymore. His wife was alive, even if he couldn't see her yet. He found the binds around him were still keeping him in place.

"Oh, things are fine daddy" came Sara's voice. He breathed deeply again, knowing that both of them were here for sure...safe for sure. He looked to Matt, who swallowed deeply. Both men waited for more information. "Daddy, they have a very interesting faith here," she said as she approached the mouth of the cave. Rick saw something peeking out of the wall, something he found quite bizarre coming off of them. Were they in some manner of elaborate headdress?

"Yeah these islands often have strange religions!" Matt shouted out "But we need to show them the one true Light of God! They will know His Love and then the previous religion will be seen for the sham that it is!" he found himself shooting, even as the big, armed warriors around him became angered by his speech. He knew that they would be able to attack him whenever they wanted but something inside of him was fueling a zealous that would conquer his fear of death for the next few minutes.

"Oh, but baby boy" came his mother's voice "It's not a lie" Mallary walked out from her hiding spot, a trinity of great tentacles swinging from the top of her head and where her eyes had once been. Her skin was sort of scaly in some places and more smooth in others, covered in ridges on almost every edge of her body. Her body still had a certain feminine charm. She had the basic hourglass shape to her, along with six perky humanlike breasts in three pairs going down her torso. She walked by a male hunter, revealing her height to seemingly be nearly eight feet at the base of her top tentacle. Her head-tentacles suddenly directed themselves toward her son. 'Yes...there you are" she said before falling forward, her legs losing their rigidity and pressing into each other, acting like a snake's torso as she began slithering through the sand at astonishing speeds.

Matt was naturally flabbergasted from what he was seeing. Even more so as she cozied up to him, tentacles from her face wrapping around his shoulders as her large hands went out to feel his belly. Strange knobby fingers trailed across his torso before claws retracted from them and tore open his shirt, revealing the naked torso underneath "there's my baby boy"

"What are y-" he started, only for her thick tongue to eject from her mouth and fill him up, licking around to completely enclose him from questioning her any further than he already had. He could taste her saliva inside of his mouth, realizing it is like what was on the gage, but stronger. He moaned into her mouth's appendage before she quickly took it out, cutting him down with one of her claws and forming her bottom half back into what could be called a pair of legs.

Sara approached her father in a similar manner, tearing his shirt off with the tentacles on her head before she sent them all across his body, tasting his flesh with ehr little suckers before lightly kissing his lips with one of the extremities. "Oh daddy, you have no idea what you do to your baby girl's heart" she said before cutting him down with her own retractable claws, holding him over her shoulder, and slithering toward her mother. "Should I explain all of this? Or should you?" she asked sweetly

"I can begin. Little men..." she said as she closely caressed her son's form, not letting him down while she made sure to get at every part of his body. "...you seem, menfolk...we were altered by the love of another God. An old God who lacks a name humans can pronounce. We have been shown a whole new light of something that is quite real and existent on this Earth. Our old books are no longer needed" Mallary said as she traced her hands across her son's legs 'Now we have a new system by which we can bring forth a new Messiah" her voice lowered and scratched itself into something that sounded more demonic "From the love within our family"

Rick looked on the thing that had been his wife as his former daughter held him tightly with her bizarre appendages. She seems more purple right now while her daughter was closer to green, although both of them seemed to subtly shift colors across their body and with their whims. "What are you?" he asked, hoping that it was nothing but an imitation, that his wife was dead and her soul was somehow at peace

"Oh, silly daddy" his daughter said, forcing him to look directly into her middle set of breasts. They were quite perky and leaking some form of strange blue liquid "You have no idea how much we have missed you. You do not understand how glad we are to finally have you with us. We are your family, and no amount of silly denial is going to change that. We need you to bring about a new era on this planet" she rubbed her tentacle near his crotch. He realized that he definitely had an erection as his pants pulled against his groin.

The mother tightly hugged her son. "Matthew. You must understand, only certain special unions can bring God into this realm. You will have to comingle blood at a rather intmate level, and sadly heterosexual reproduction is a necesarry step. Believe you me, your sister and I tried a lot of different things before we accepted that" the two woman-creatures shared a bizarre, screeching laugh.

"What are you saying? Are you and...are you going to...and dad..." he knew she was suggested that she was going to fuck his dad in her current form but he couldn't bring hismelf to say it. Not only was it just a weird question to ask, but he had an intense fear that she may grow offended by his tone or his question in general.

"No, little one. I will not have sex with your father. You must have relations with me, or your father must have them with your sister" she smiled and revealed several layers of sharp teeth that all seemed to be dripping with a slimy fluid. Matt felt like throwing up, he found himself trying to bring his hands to his face in order to help himself out, but his hands were caught and he was lightly chastised for his inability to understand the immensity of his current situation.

"We are going to fuck our men so much!" the daughter said with an odd cheerful voice, before breaking into a bizarre and otherworldly laugh not unlike the one her mother had released not so long ago "You have no idea of the manner in which we shall violate you before what is necessary has been done!"

The man looked over the body that had once, it would seem, belonged to his baby girl. But he saw none of her in this current monster, only a strange beast that bad a superficial resemblance. He struggled in her grasp, finding she was actually accommodating enough to how he wanted to move his body even if she made some bizarre deals with him. "Be calm, former husband" Mallary's monster projected at him "You will gain a new wife as you lose me, one that is of your blood and as such much better as a match for you"

"So that's just it, you are going to rape us, then?" he shouted back at his (former?) wife. "Because I am not going to have...I am not going to...with my DAUGHTER? And even if she wasn't my daughter she is a monster and I have no interest in her! I am not going to play your sick games and Matt won't either! You'll have to force us if you need anything from us!"

"H, my silly, silly husband" Mallary's monster tsked as she slowly approached her former husband on foot "You may not like our forms as they are now, but you will in good time" she dropped her son, and just as suddenly her daughter dropped Rick. "You see, you are currently in something of a pupal form. You were destined to begin life as a lowly human, but you will end it as something much greater. Even now, simply by tasting our eggs while carried through the jungle, your transformation into perfect mates has begun. It will not end, you should both know, until each of you has turned into something no less that completely perfect for both of us" she bit her lower mandible protrusion (could it be called a lip?) as she walked away from the two men, and once again the two hunters and two huntresses stood around the men.

Both of them were feeling rather woozy at that moment. Neither could put up much of a fight even if not doing so would mean death. But it wouldn't mean death, exactly, if they were to give up here. At least it would seem not to. A dance was danced among the four as older members of the tribe came in with bizarre paints and fruits, walking through the dancing four to anoint their foreheads and force them to bite down on rotten plants before washing down the bitter tastes with otherworldly potions served out of gourds.

The two of them rattled together, finding their identities slowly exiting their bodies as they entered a somewhat psychedelic state, seeing things they did not believe that they were ever meant so see as their mother, daughter, wife, and sister began to slither and entangle in the staance. The two women had very defined rear ends and curvy hips despite all of the transformations. The breasts, while overly multiplicitous, were perky and human enough for both men to feel a shameful lust over what they were seeing.

The two abominations kissed one another deeply, tongues exploring their deep gullets and bulging down into each other's bellies as both men felt their erection growing as demons inside of them tried their damndest to burst right out of their bodies.

They both felt themselves going up and up and up before suddenly crashing down into the ground as husks of what they once were. The two men collapsed and were carried off by the natived, placed upon strange beds and expected to wake up under different circumstances. The two women who had been so close back when they were all humans hugged each other and made their sort of love in their strange demonic way as they waited for their new husbands to take proper form.

The mens' dreams that night were very bizarre for the two men of the Morgan family. Both of them felt new senses explore strange places, things they couldn't describe in any language they had known. Some images were more clear, they could sort of sense three dimensional maps around themselves were no object was ever opaque, but the landscapes they were observing made no sense to them and had no precedence in their experiences.

When they awoke they both found themselves drained physically but enlightened mentally. Each man felt as if he had discovered some great truth in his slumber and now that he was awake he could tell the world, but right as they opened their mouths they found that whatever seemed to be important when they were asleep was simply gone now, cast into the void of forgotten ideas.

Rick walked around first, finding his bed of leaves was on a cliff overlooking a very beautiful beach, secluded from the rest of the "town". The stone felt nice on his bare feet, and as he looked down at his naked body he saw patches of blue scales. Those worried him, had him walking backward and talking to himself. Then he bumped into her. Rick whipped his head back to see the great rows of pointy teeth in the smiling mouth of his bestila daughter

"Hello daddy" she said in her strange, reverberating voice. "You know I have missed your touch so dearly" her tentacles began rubbing down his back and around his arms. He wanted to resist but the novelty of the situation was leaving him rather compromised to himself. "You know that you have a desire for me burning in that hot, active chest of yours daddy" she said as she placed a hand against his chest 'Why do you forsake that voice? I think it knows more than you may care to admit!"

"Because I am Christian!" he spat back "and I am your father. It would be supremely unnatural for us to engage in any sort of sinful activity together. You are asking me to engage in...an abomination" he looked at the body that had once belonged to his daughter, saw it towering over him and contorting into its many strange shapes. He felt something in his heart go crazy. Despite everything he knew was right and wrong he started to desperately want to make love with the monster that had once been his daughter He even found his clawed hand pressing forward, begging for an interaction with the woman-thing but...but no! He could not engage with her like this!

She reached down and hovered her fingers around his dick. Those fingers were long and knobbly, but not quite inhumanly so. They had the same number of knuckles and digits, but they had a sort of otherworldly look to them. She sighed as she dropped him, turning away and shaking her ass at him. He had to question what was inside those legs to keep them so firm and humanoid some times but limber and snakeline at others. He gulped as he felt himself burn for an incestous love that he knew he would never be able to engage in. perhaps prayer would give him some strength.

"No!" Matt shouted at the other end of the island, trying to come up with some evidence that he was terrified of his mother...thing. So far nothing was coming up, Mallary's new body was so exciting and enticing but...she was his mom! That was wrong, wasn't it? He would have to cast her aside and say he had no love for her or else he would be hellbound, would he not? Anyway, he found that when he made himself clear she did turn her back on him, although seeing her from behind did nothing to mitigate his temptation.

They stayed in the same place for a little while there. The next few days followed a fairly regular pattern of the fem-beasts coming to them in the morning and offering them pleasure, but the men would come up with some way to shoot them down every day, it was becoming somewhat exhausting for both of them, who slowly began to simply lust after their relatives and freedom, but neither could contend with the idea that the other was standing strong while they may be giving up.

The chief priest of their island was praising the resolve in both of the males come the third day of their imprisonment. The priest said that they were showing a great element of the divine within them, and as soona s their great wills were broken they would be perfect servants for the brood of the God, to spread his Form and Power across the land

The former women harbored their independent knowledge of what would actually happen. They did not suppose there was any great terror awaiting the priests or the populace, but they would likely be surprised at what actually came to pass once there was a mating between two of this new species of humanity. .

Matthew woke up the next morning, looking down at his body in the early sun. he had mutated further. His till had eyes, but other sensory organs were starting to feed him strange information, information he somehow knew how to interpret but could not attach to any sort of physical origin. He picked up his hands, they felt much bigger than they were before. He felt a sharp pain in the last digits of each finger, were those his retractable claws finally coming in?

Matt looked down, further exploring his body and holding his tongue when he saw the most terrifyingly single aspect of all. He had an erection. But it was not a normal erection, not by a long shot. There were, first of all, several fins of skin making a pattern not dissimilar to a rose around the base of his boner. Then the organ itself had lengthened, and become a much more round shape. He had no head and his urethra seems to be nearly half the thickness of his overall cock, like it was a canon carved out of flesh and not an actual penis.

But even the flesh was strange and alien. Bioluminescent splotches covered it, and there were several "windows" of thin translucent skin that revealed the inner depths of his genitalia. He held his erection in front of the sun and saw that he could see through the regularly spaced windows. Was he becoming some form of biotechnology, like in those science fiction books he would sometimes read? Or could this be something even stranger and more terrible yet?

Mallary approached from behind, her tiny feet making sounds in the sand as she got close. "I see you finally have it" she said, stretching a tentacle out to grab the nub forming on his head "Your eyes will fall out soon. It will be scary, but you won't need them anymore. Is your true sight finally developing?"

He backed away from his mother, fluid sloshing from his new genitalia as he took steps back. He felt completely vulnerable, his hands shot down to cover up the erection that she had conspicuously failed to mention. Did she really not notice how hard he was? Was she playing some kind of mind game "Mom" he said uncomfortably "I...there's no reason for us to keep going like this. I have no interest in you"

"Oh shucks honey, seems like I'm foiled again" she joked, slowly walking around him. She didn't make a move, just looked at his coc with her sight. Surely he knew that she could see through solid objects at this point? Why was he bothering to hide himself from her sight? She sighed and slightered away, looking across the island to see if her daughter was doing any better.

"Please" said the man who felt his daughter's hands hover around his genitalia. He wanted to ask her to stop, didn't he? He had no interest in having sexual relations with this...beast that claime dto be related to him, did he? Certainly there was an explosive desire thumping in his heart, but he would have to just ignore that.

"Daddy" his little girl almost whined "You know that you have everything I want and everything that I need. Why not just come with me and experience the new pleasures of the new flesh together? I promise that I will not disappoint you!"

He looked down at his hands. They were becoming knobby and clawed like hers, weren't they? His legs were softening and hardening randomly, causing him to lightly shake in place. He realized how much power she had over him "no! I...get away from me!" he screamed as he tried to look away from her massive, numerous, seductive breasts.

The next day, oddly enough, nobody came for the two to try and seduce them. They simply minded their business in peace as they expected something else to happen. Something did, both of them lost their eyes and found that their new sightw as so superior they could barely be bothered to care for the change in form.

The day after, however, both of them found themselves slithering along the sand on their strange new tails, easily able to traverse their island home in order to get to the center. They didn't know what was waiting for them until they saw it...everybody was gathered around the circle of sand in the middle of the buildings.

The two she-abominations approached their chosen mates, slithering around and searching for signs of love. Mallary found that her son definitely had a stronger desire for her. Her son was almost like her now, but definitely weaker. The strength didn't matter as much to her, what she really appreciated was the fact that they were finally of one blood. She rubbed her hands all over his body, digging them in deeper and deeper as she seductively whispered to him "I have been trying to break you down all week. You have expectedly resist my charms, but why do you keep on trying to say you aren't attracted to me? You know that you cannot resist looking at me when I am near. Just come with me and we can end this suffering and madness" she sounded so logical, so clear, seductive! It started to hurt just to think about everything she was offering him...

"No!" he shouted, turning his head toward her "I will have none of your sin!" he said, his strange body writing all over the place as he smelled her incoming scent. It was even worse on him now than it had ever been before, he wanted his own mother so badly that he felt like he would be willing to kill somebody just so he could have a piece of her. But he would be killing his old self if he did, wouldn't he? "You keep tempting me!" he said, receiving a kiss from her and then returning hit, his arms traveling around her body as their tentacles interacted 'But you will never have me like you desire! I will resist you to the ends of the Earth!" he shouted at her.

All of the natives had gathered around the mother and son, looking almost entranced by the goings on of the two. Hands were tucked into loincloths at an alarming rate as they saw the two great tentacles serpents wrestle with each other for sexual consent, neither one coming out as an obvious victor as of yet. "Of course son. I stand no chance against you in a fair fight" the mother said in a very condescending voice "But please, just make a compromise with me. Place the tip of your new penis into me. Just the tip. Do that and you shall be rid of me forever.

He looked back at his dad and sister, his senses giving him such distorted images compared to what he had been observing before. He started pulling in air but finding that it did nothing to change the sensation in his chest anymore, he no longer engaged in aerobic respiration. "Just the tip?" he did not know his own anatomy with anything approaching expertise, but he was fairly sure that he would not be able to impregnate her merely by inserting his tip into her body. Surely she would have something in place that would stop her from accidental pregnancies or...or something.

His genitals popped open like a bizarre, beautiful flower and his found himself biting her neck as she bit his. Their razor-sharp teeth did nothing to penetrate each others' tough, leathery skin as the two moved into an even deeper embrace.

Mallary impaled herself upon his shaft, and with that everyone in the tribe started hurting and chanting magic words in long-dd tongues, dancing around the island and raising torches to their coming God. Matt looked around and tried to process what was going on, but as his mother slithered on his penis he felt an intense wave of pleasure spread throughout his body. It was not like the meagre pleasures he had experienced in his life as a human, masturbation did nothing to even begin to compare with this sublime jolt.

Rick saw his son in a frenzy and felt his own genitalia open up. His cock slithered out like a snake, long and perforated. His daughter grabbed him tightly, biting the side of his neck before slowly starting to seduce him "come, father. Do you not want this just as much as I do? Do you not need this just as much as I do?"

He could not deny her. He felt her tentacles begin to rub around his cock and the six perky breasts poke into his back. His own tentacles dragged down and began to touch her bottom, feeling the plumpness and the toughness as he grabbed her with a hand. He needed her. The excuses he had given, of being a Christian father, they all seemed silly now. He knew that there was no reason to deny himself pleasure.

His cock opened like a flower. She grabbed it with her strange hand as she began to grapple her tentacles with his, the two of them preparing for penetrative sex even as the mother and son pounded away at each other right beside them.

Both of their skins flashed through the entire rainbow, luminous as street lamps even in the light of the sun as they gave each other their alien love. Mallary and Matt slowly felt their former identities slip away, new ones forming in their place. Their new selves were much less concerned with the niceties of chastity and the exacts of morality, more with the single minded mission of bringing their God to Earth.

The entire population of the island began to hook up with one another, cocks and pussies everywhere as the family in the center engaged in their abominable, incestuous union. The screams could be heard for miles as the madness of secret wisdom began to rise across the minds of all involved. They were going to explore a new dimension of pleasure together, Matt and Mallary would be at the center of that New Divine Exploration.