Micro May Day 22: Dad's Special Brew
This story's prompt was: Potions and incest. A dad tries to make his son have a great time.
I worked, going back and getting dad reagents for his show. He was the town's alchemist and liked to show off to bring in customers. Lots of pretty lights and explosive sparks to make a spectacle. Even if potions aren't normally that flashy, it shows off his skill to make the desired effect. It just brought a smile to my face to see him so engrossed to use his passion to entertain.
"Come on, son! The crowd is waiting." He called out.
"Yes, Dad." I replied, getting the next batch of items he wanted.
***
Hours later, the last customer left, and we were ready to start closing shop for the day.
"Good work today, son." He says, patting me on the shoulder
"Thanks, glad to be of help."
We started to clean up, mostly in silence after that. The only sound was something bubbling in the background. I steal looks at him when I can; he was a bull like me, 60 years old. I am 27 and almost 28. He had a strong build but started getting a gut as he got older. Potions helped him stay in shape with little effort.
"What are you brewing, dad?" I ask as I wash out a vial.
"Oh, something a little special for my special little guy."
I look confused. "You wanted to give something to me?"
"Yeah, do you remember a few months ago when I wanted you to test a new potion?"
I do vaguely remember that, but it is still largely a blank what happened after that. "Kind of? Things are a little hazy on that day."
"I would expect that. Part of a truth potion is to make you out of it enough to not be able to consciously lie."
I freeze as he says that. What on earth could he have asked me when I was out of it?
"What the fuck?! Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"
"Hold on, let me explain: I was going to tell you what happened after, but with some of the things you said... I thought I could surprise you."
I have a cold sweat as I ask the obvious question. "What did I tell you?"
"How much you loved me and something you fantasize about would be the two biggest things. Or the smallest thing in this case." He chuckles.
"DAAAD!" I yell, covering my face.
"I should have seen this coming. After your mother died shortly after you were born, it's been just us. Maybe I've been a little too doting, but I'm glad you turned out alright. Even taking to the family business. I love you, son, and this would make you happy; I'm willing to do it. That is why I looked into making something that would help."
"And that is what you are making now? A..."
"Shrink potion, yes. I was planning to come clean when I got it ready. So, are you ready to try?"
"I don't know. I don't want things to get awkward between us."
"I wouldn't have offered it if I thought it would. Besides, getting the truth from you was mostly confirming what I already knew. You are sometimes lost in your own little world while you stare at me. Or some of my laundry is sometimes missing."
I'm stunned, as I thought I was more subtle, paired with day not noticing little things like that. I wanted to reflexively deny it, but deep down I had a voice whispering to take the chance. I was already caught.
"Okay." It is all I can shyly get out.
"Good, now you sit here while I put the finishing touches on the potion." He hums a happy tune as he walks away.
I just sit and watch a little, nervous, as he sways his tail back and forth as he works. He comes back to me with a vial.
"Drink up. Then we can get started on the fun."
I nod and start to do so, my heart racing as I do. I start to feel it work fast as I shrink down into my robes, covering me like a tent. Dad lets out a laugh as he starts to fish me out. I look at his massive, smiling face as I'm in his titanic palm. I couldn't be taller than an inch.
"Feeling alright, son?"
I nod.
"Good, let me set you down on the table there while I start to get my clothes off." He sets me down gently and starts to disrobe. I flash red, and my cock gets hard as I see him pull out his member.
"Cute, but not as big as your old man's." He starts to stroke himself to make his point. I only watch as it gets harder and towers over me, casting a shadow that engulfs me. "Here I come!" He then lowers his cock on me, making me straddle it on my back. He starts grinding into me.
"You are a natural at this!" He lets out as he starts to thrust harder into the tablecloth and me. I try to hold on the best I can and rub back into him, both of us getting hot and heavy as we get as much friction as we can. Feeling the weight and musk of him on top of me. I never felt so powerless, loved, and aroused at the same time.
"I'm close." He announces shortly before shooting his load all over me. I climax shortly after, as I'm covered with his semen. He picks me up and starts to wash me off.
"How much longer is this going to last?" I ask.
"About a few more hours. But I can think of some more fun things for us to do." He picks me up again and stuffs me inside his armpit and closes.
"Let's go take a little nap together." He laughs as he lumbers off. Leaving me trapped in my little prison.