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_ The following story contains themes of M/M Sex, Transformation, Incest, and Demonic Corruption. If any of these themes are uncomfortable to you, or you are under the age of 18, please close this file now. Otherwise enjoy! _

Demonic Family.

It was an unnaturally quiet night at the Anders homestead….

Located out in the hills outside of the city of Redridge, the simple farm-style family home had very few neighbours and even fewer reasons for people to travel out that far. Like many of the other houses in the area, the Anders house itself was all too unremarkable. White paint, brown shingles and a battered looking red truck sitting idle in the driveway were all it had in terms of features outside the sweeping fields of grass that covered anything not man-made.

Normally, in places like this, the only people who would live here would be those who either worked on farms in the area; or were severely dedicated to maintaining their privacy. Otherwise, no one would even bother living out in what was essentially the middle of nowhere.

However, being this far away from civilization did have its benefits. Being this far out made the entire area a popular destination for stargazers. With wide open planes and little light pollution to obstruct the beauty of the cosmos, it wasn’t very uncommon to see people set-up out in the fields with telescopes. In fact, almost every night the sky practically glowed with a sea of stars that could stretch as far as the horizon would allow on a clear night.

That is, unless it was a night like tonight. When the light of the full moon shone so high and bright in the sky above that it dimmed the stars around it.

At an hour like this, it would be a rare sight to see any sign of life coming from any of the scattered houses across the fields. But a window on the second floor of the Anders house had a bright light seeping from the cracks of the closed shutters. It was here that one of the residents of the home was currently sitting on the floor. Little could be seen about their features, for they were dressed in a black robe that covered their entire body. But it was clear that this was a man, of at least 6 feet in height, with a build that filled out the robe snugly. The robed figure was silent in the room, and was heavily focused on a circle of lit candles on the floor…

Cameron Anders took in a deep breath as he looked down at his work. He had made sure to follow the instructions to the letter, not wanting to risk a single mistake or misstep in what he was about to do.

Every candle had been cut to the exact same length and had been lit within a few moments of one another. He had placed them on a large piece of black cloth in very specific locations and drawn an arcane circle with salt around them. The circle’s design had been criss-crossed with interconnecting lines between the candles, making a pentagram with its pattern broken by three small circles drawn into its centre in the shape of a triangle. Each with an offering inside.

The left circle held a small skull, one that had been cleaned and prepared beforehand by one of Cameron’s friends who hunted small game as a hobby. He had gotten some strange looks when he had asked for a rabbit’s skull, but a healthy amount of hush money had been enough to silence any other inquiries.

The circle to the right had a small lock of hair in it. One that Cameron had spent quite some time collecting and preparing without its owner realizing what he was doing.

The last circle at the triangles peak sat empty save for a small silver dish. Waiting for the final offering…

Cameron looked around his room one more time, ensuring nothing could interrupt or distract him once he had started the ritual. He cautiously reached over to his phone, pulling up the saved file he had with all the instructions and notes for the ritual. He read them all one final time, glancing back and forth between his work and his phone, all to ensure everything had been set to the exact smallest detail before setting down his phone and sliding it far away from him.

“It’s time…”

Cameron turned to his other side and picked up a small pocketknife. Taking his free hand, he pulled back the sleave of his robe and placed his index finger on the tip. He applied a small amount of pressure to the blade, giving himself a small cut. A single drop of blood quickly formed on his finger, its crimson colour shining slightly in the flickering candlelight.

Carefully he moved his hand until he held it above the final offering dish, taking extra care not to spill a single drop anywhere but where it was intended.

Cameron took one final breath, steeling his nerves for what was to come.

He then slowly turned his finger downward, sending the fresh blood falling down into the dish with a single drop.

A strange chill filled the room as Cameron withdrew his hand. The candles in the room all began to flicker and the light coming from each one dimmed. The young man quickly closed his eyes, outstretched his hands, and began to chant.

“Desiderium, Daemonium Excita…”

The candles around the circle flickered again and their lights faded further.

“Desiderium, Daemonium Excita…” he repeated with increasing pitch.

The candles began flickering wildly as the salt around the circle began to shimmer and vibrate. The edges of the cloth that served as the circles base then began to curl at their edges.

“Desiderium, Daemonium Excita!” he repeated louder!

The four edges of the cloth suddenly ignited and quickly caught fire simultaneously. The fabric base was consumed in an instant, leaving nothing remaining but the candles, the offerings and the ashen remains of the circle’s outline.

Soon the shutters on the windows began to rattle and shake as one by one, the candles surrounding the circle of ash began to snuff themselves out. As the final light left the room, Cameron was left in complete darkness… The shadows soon parted as his room was filled by an unearthly red glow coming from the ashes of the circle.

“Desiderium, Daemonium Excita!!” he nearly yelled!

*BOOM!!!*

There was a sudden peel of what sounded like thunder outside, shaking the very foundations of the house. The sudden force of the impact caused the shutters in the room to fling themselves wide open, letting in the bright light of the full moon come flooding inside, washing away the red glow coming from the circle.

Then…silence…

Cameron paused, his eyes still shut, but sensing something strange…Like he was being watched…

Slowly he opened his eyes, his bright blue irises shining in the moonlight as he took in the sight before him.

Sitting in the middle of the charred remnants of the circle, floating above the now missing offerings was something…dark.

It was formless, almost like something he would see out of the corner of his eye before it darted from sight. It writhed in its place, seeming to try and stretch out to expand… or perhaps escape.

Cameron sat there in silent disbelief, observing the strange creature before him before finally breaking out into a grin.

“It had worked! He had managed to summon an actual demon!” he thought to himself.

However, he knew that he wasn’t done yet. He thought back to the word of binding he had been practicing ad nauseum for the past three weeks. Making sure that there wasn’t a single chance he could misspeak or end up tongue tied. But just as he slowly parted his lips to speak…

The door behind him suddenly swung open.

“Cameron? What’s going on?”

Cameron flinched and turned around out of instinct just in time to see his father Adam looming above him, dressed in only a tank top and shorts, having clearly just leapt out of bed.

“Dad!”

Cameron froze…then let out a small yelp before covering his mouth.

“I…oh no…” he thought to himself as he turned back towards the circle.

The shadowy shape in the middle of the circle began writhing about wildly. The shadows shape was twisting and contorting in strange proportions until it suddenly let out a high-pitched screech and shot out from the circle like a gunshot. It crashed into a nearby wall almost immediately, knocking over a few pictures in the process, before firing off in another direction. Again, and again the creature bounced around the room, reeking destruction in its wake as it bounded around like a demented pinball. The two men could only stare and watch in shocked awe, all while attempting to dodge the demon before it eventually settled itself back to the circle where it had started.

Cameron looked at the creature in horror. He knew that the instructions told him not to speak a SINGLE word after the summoning had been completed save for the word of binding! Anything else could have dire consequences!

It was then that the shadowy form began to gain some type of shape. At the creature’s core, a small red light began to shine. Its glow growing brighter and brighter with every moment until it filled the entire room with the same unearthly glow as earlier. Then, with another piercing shriek the creature launched itself forward and impacted directly with his father Adam’s chest!

“What the…? AAAAAAAAHH!”

Cameron turned around just in time to see his father clutching his chest where the creature had hit him. The red glow continued to emanate from the spot where he had been hit, but the light was slowly fading as the shadow seeped directly into his skin.

“Dad are you okay?” he asked in a panic.

Adam frantically swatted at the creature to little effect. He tried pulling back his tank to see if he could find something to grab. But by that point the shadow had completely disappeared save for the small red glowing spot where it had entered.

“I…I think so…I…”

Was all he was able to stammer out.

Suddenly the red light in his chest flooded outwards and shined brighter than anything the two had ever seen before. Cameron was just able to cover his eyes in time as his father cried out in pain and shock as every inch of his body began glowing a burning red. From the light then came an immense wave of heat, one that shot out of Adams body as if every pore on his skin was an outlet for the fire within. What little clothing Adam had been wearing was then quickly incinerated into ashes that fell to his feet.

But just as quickly as the light and heat had emerged, it was gone.

Cameron winced as the light faded, slowly opening his eyes as they began to re-adjust to the moonlit room.

Before him, his dad stood there, naked, but seemingly unharmed.

“Dad…are you okay?”

Adam seemed to try and make some form of response to his son, but all he let out was a low groan.

“Dad…?” Cameron said as he slowly got onto his feet.

Adam stance wavered, his eyes glazing over as he began falling forward.

Luckily Cameron was able to react in time to catch him, but his father’s larger bulk nearly knocked him off his feet as well. Cameron staggered slightly, looking at his dad in his arms and feeling an approaching dread at what had just happened.

“Dad? Are you okay? Dad!” he cried out.

It was shortly thereafter…his father let out a soft snore.

Relief instantly washed over Cameron, and he let out a breath he had felt he had been holding for the past minute. Unfortunately, this sudden relaxation nearly caused him to lose balance again.

“Nnngh…Oh thank god you’re okay…” he muttered softly to himself as he struggled to keep his father standing.

From all appearances, his dad seemed unchanged. He did feel warm to the touch. But it wasn’t anything Cameron would consider feverish. He made an attempt to try and wake him up, but all Adam responded with was an intelligible grumble before turning his head away from him.

“Probably for the best…not sure how I could explain this…” Cameron said softly as he slowly re-positioned his father, keeping him at least somewhat upright as he draped his dad’s bulk over his back and began slowly moving him out of the room.

Luckily it seems his dad had some instinctive urge to keep on his feet, although he shuffled slightly as Cameron led him back towards the master bedroom. It took some struggling, especially when it came to opening the door, but he was eventually able to make it to the bed and slowly lower him down.

Adam let out a pleased sigh as he curled around the cool bedsheets and fell back into a deep sleep.

Cameron smiled softly at the sight, but then the cruel reality of what had just happened hit him once again.

“Fuck…” he said, pulling back the hood of his robe, his long black hair slightly unkempt from being stuffed into the hood.

Like his father, Cameron clearly showed his Latin heritage in his skin and face. He was handsome by the standard of most people, and his skin was clear and a warm tanned brown. As he pulled down his robe, it was revealed that he had only worn a white tank top of his own as well as some athletic shorts to keep himself cool. He had a decent build, with his chest standing out proudly in his tank, and his arms muscular and toned from years of hard work and dedication. But this was nothing compared to how his father looked.

As he stood over his father, he couldn’t help but admire him as he often did. He was a working man, having been involved in farm work, construction and a number of other heavy lifting industries that kept him fit and powerfully built his entire life. His arms where thick and corded with muscle, with long veins crossing his massive biceps and shoulders, all the way down to his thick forearms. Cameron felt an instinctive urge to reach out and touch him, something he had always tried to do as often as he could without it seeming too obvious as to what his true intentions where. He brushed his hand across his father’s chest, feeling the thick, solid muscle that was topped with a light dusting of black hair, for just a moment before placing a hand on his heart. The powerful muscle beat with a steady beat, making Cameron relax just a bit more.

“That’s still going…good…” he muttered, slowly trailing his hands down lower.

He had used that excuse before…something he had said when his father looked winded from a particularly hard day. Keeping track of a heart rate would be considered to be a normal thing to most people…it’s just they normally wouldn’t go right for the chest as he did.

He reached his father’s abdominal muscles, his hand practically tracing all six smooth solid slabs.

“Body fat still looks to be about 2%...” he muttered with a practiced speech.

His dad was very health conscious. Keeping as active as he did mean he would need to work out enough to maintain the muscles he would regularly use. This also meant keeping to a good diet and balancing strength and endurance training. It had been Cameron’s idea though to regularly check his dads bodyfat percentage for any sudden changes.

But then his eyes glanced downwards…to his dads thick, flaccid cock.

Every part of him wanted to reach down and touch it, to feel the massive member that had made him.

But he couldn’t risk it…

Letting out a heavy sigh, he slowly reached over and pulled the comforter laying next to his dad over his body. Adam let out a pleased sounding sigh, grabbing hold of the thick blanket and turning to his side.

“God…what is wrong with me…” Cameron said softly.

For years, Cameron had been harbouring a secret desire for his father.

He did his best to supress it growing up, hiding any time he got overly “excited” when his father touched him or he saw him wandering around the house without a shirt, or even pants on after a long day at work. But when he turned 18, he got the notion in his head that maybe…just maybe…he could have his dad feel the same way about him too.

He had started to work out and offer to help out his father with the work he did out on the farms more often. He had gained a bit of muscle in that way, but he could never seem to reach the size and bulk that his old man had.

And that just made him want him more.

So as the years went on, he started to become a bit bolder.

He would try and walk around the house in his underwear most days, sometimes even just wearing either a pair of small, form fitting briefs or a pair of boxer shorts that he would conveniently leave “open” at the front for the occasional slip of his own package. He would also try and hug his dad more often and try as much as he could when both of them were shirtless.

But nothing seemed to work.

They still had a good relationship with one another. They spent plenty of time with each other and he had even gotten his dad interested in playing a few videogames that both of them enjoyed. But he never showed any sign that he would cross the invisible line between the two of them.

Which drove Cameron mad.

It was then, on the day he caught his father jerking off in this very bed that something in him finally snapped. The sight of his father’s 10-inch rock hard member, his muscles glistening with sweat, and his deep moan echoing down the hall…

He couldn’t take it anymore.

Once upon a time, a friend of his told him about these stories he had heard. Of people summoning spirits and demons, binding them to a command, and getting anything they could ever ask for.

He had tried everything at that point and even though it had seemed crazy at first; he finally went through with it.

And now here he was, standing over the man he wanted more than anything in the world after summoning a demon from the beyond that attacked him...

“What now…” he said, quietly making his way out the door and slowly closing it shut.

************

The next morning…

Adam slowly opened his eyes, the light of the sun was filtering in from the nearby blinds, lighting up his room with a soft warm glow. He grumbled slightly before tightly shutting his eyes once again and letting out a long drawn-out yawn. He then started to stretch, with his long, muscular legs stretching well past the limits of his mattress and his arms brushing against the solid wooden headboard of his bed frame. His stomach then suddenly growled with a sound that made it seem like he had skipped dinner last night. Normally he would have a pretty decent appetite after having woken up, but now he felt practically ravenous. As he reached down to scratch his stomach as he often did. But as his hand passed over his abdominals, he suddenly realized that he wasn’t wearing a shirt.

“That’s weird…I remember putting one on last night…”

He adjusted himself slightly as he sat upright, suddenly realizing that his shirt wasn’t the only thing he was missing.

“Huh?” he muttered aloud, looking down at himself to see that he was completely and utterly naked.

“That’s…weird…” he repeated to himself softly.

Not only was he naked, but it had also seemed that he had tossed aside every blanket on the bed and had just been laying on top of his bed, exposed to the world.

And his cock was rock hard as well…

“Huh…must have been hot last night…” Adam said, slowly reaching down and gripping his 10’inch shaft with one hand casually.

Last night…

He remembered…something. Something that had made him get out of bed.

Was it a noise? The heat? Or was it something he had seen…something bright and red.

He shook his head, he remembered a bright flash of light, then he was suddenly running across a sun-parched desert while the moon hung high in the sky. Maybe it was a dream? He remembered a few times growing up that a particularly vivid dream would wake him from his sleep. But he hadn’t had one of those dreams in years.

He shrugged, chalking it up to a nightmare that made him heat up and he instinctively did whatever he could to cool down.

Speaking of cooling down though…

The entire time he had been trying to remember just what had happened last night, he had been casually rubbing his meat while he was lost in thought. He had even started to collect a large amount of precum that had almost completely covered the palm of his hand. Shrugging slightly, he gripped his shaft a little tighter and gave it a few slow jerks before looking over at his nearby alarm clock.

“I’ll have to take care of you later…” he thought to himself as he looked at the time and wiped his hand on the sheets.

Adam let out a sigh and stretched one final time before bringing himself to the side of his bed, his cock slapping against his abdominal muscles as he righted himself onto his feet and made his way towards his dresser.

“Cam’s gotta be getting hungry at this hour…” he said softly as he opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of briefs.

Adam quickly lifted one leg and pulled the briefs up before doing the same with the other side until the underwear was cupping his package. He needed to re-adjust himself a bit though, moving his erection to the side while he adjusted his balls to fit the tightly fitting underwear a bit more comfortably. Sadly, it seemed that his morning wood was particularly persistent that morning, which caused his underwear to bulge out obscenely. Which wasn’t helped by the fact that his cock had still been leaking pre and was starting to stain the fabric.

Adam sighed and gripped his shaft through the underwear, which only resulted in him leaking even more.

“Behave…” he said softly to himself before closing the drawer and making his way towards the closet.

As part of the master bedroom, he had a connecting walk-in closet and bathroom included as well. Something his ex-wife had almost demanded when they had been house hunting. Although getting nearly everything she had asked for in such a remote house still didn’t stop her from leaving him for some jackass out on the west coast…

He sighed and pushed the bad memory out of his mind. He had more important things to worry about these days and his wife’s infidelity was something he chose not to dwell on.

Reaching the closet, he grabbed one of his neatly folded white tank tops and started to get dressed. The fabric felt strangely tight that morning, his chest straining the front of the shirt while he could feel the straps digging in around his shoulders and arms. He smirked at that, feeling a sense of pride that he had once again grown out of another set of clothes. He would need to remember to order some more tanks once he got his next paycheque. Maybe another two sizes up from last time so that they could last a bit longer.

It was then he noticed the mirror he had hung in the back of the closet. Without even thinking he then struck a double bicep pose, feeling the fabric strain even more and making him look even more massive. He then turned to his side, flexing in a new pose that let his chest pop out even further while also proudly displaying his muscular legs.

“Hell yea…” he muttered to himself proudly.

Adam smiled at himself in the mirror one final time before leaving the closet.

With an even more energetic pep in his step, he quickly made his way downstairs and started on breakfast for himself and his son. It didn’t take long before the whole house was filled with the smell of cooking bacon and fresh toast right out of the toaster. Adam himself hummed a happy tune as he overlooked a skillet filled practically to the brim with scrambled eggs while he also kept watch over a smaller pan filled with some sauteed mushrooms and herbs. He knew it was important to keep a well-balanced diet, especially with what he put his body through on a daily basis. But also keeping to a diet that dictated everything you would eat to the letter was one of the many ways he had nearly burnt out or given up on his mass gaining goals.

It was even something he was starting to see in his son Cameron. He had to admit he held a sense of pride in seeing his son grow at an even faster rate than he was at his age. Maybe someday he might be able to catch up to his old man and they can work as a team in some bodybuilding competitions…

He imagined the two of them up on stage, posing for the masses while their powerful bodies were on display for the crowd to admire and worship… his cock throbbed at the thought of such a dream…

But then, the sudden sound of footsteps coming down the stairs broke Adam from his daydreaming.

“Morning son!” He said cheerfully as he looked at the doorframe where his son would enter.

“M...morning dad…” Cameron responded groggily from around the corner.

Adam paused, sensing something was amiss.

“Everything alright son?” he questioned as he began turning off the burners to the stove.

Cameron slowly made his way around the corner and into the kitchen. He was dressed in just a tank and shorts, but they looked stained and overused. His hair was also covering much of his face and he walked with a light slouch while his feet shuffled on the hardwood floor.

“Cameron?” Adam asked again, still looking for an answer.

Cameron shook his head and raised a hand to move the hair out of his eyes. He looked tired, his eyes baggy and his face pale. He looked like he hadn’t gotten any sleep last night.

“Ye...yea I’m fine da….”

Cameron froze in mid-sentence as he looked over his father. His eyes went wide and Adam swore he saw his lip quivering at the sight of him.

“You okay son? You look like you had a hell of a night…” Adam said, slowly approaching his son.

“Ye…yea! I just didn’t get enough sleep last night is all.” Cameron said through a grin that did nothing to hide his clearly forced enthusiasm and energy.

Adam didn’t buy it however and took another step, grabbing his son by the shoulder and pulling him into a tight hug.

“Everything alright? You know you can tell me anything…” He said in a warm, fatherly tone.

Cameron seemed to want to say something, but he was oddly quiet…although he could feel his son’s temperature rise through his tank top. Adam tried to give Cameron a moment to try and compose himself. But it was then, Adam suddenly realized that he had forgotten to put on any pants that morning…

“Oh...oh shit!” Adam said with a surprised gasp as he broke the embrace, looking down at his son before looking at his groin. It seemed like his cock had re-adjusted itself and now he was tenting through his briefs with an incredibly obvious stain of precum proudly on display.

“Shit…I’m sorry son! I’ve just been…Ya know…” Adam said shyly, rubbing the back of his head with one hand while resetting his member back to the side with the other.

All while Cameron continued to watch intently.

“I…it’s okay…” Cameron said, his eyes having not left his father’s package for a single moment.

“Yea…it’s just been a little riled up this morning. Morning wood ya know? Anyway, let’s have breakfast!” Adam said with a hint of nervousness in his voice as he desperately tried to change the subject.

“Huh…oh! Oh, yea sure!” Cameron said, finally breaking out of his stupor.

Cameron sat down while Adam got breakfast finished. As he grabbed several plates and bowls for the two of them to share, he saw that his son still had a bit of a glazed look in his eye.

“Still tired huh?” Adam said as he started setting down platefuls of food.

“Uuhhh…yea! Just tired is all really. Good thing that we’ve got today off.” Cameron said as he started picking things off the gathered plates.

Adam smiled at that and started setting his own plate. Piling on an even larger amount of food than even he would normally eat.

“Starting another bulking phase dad?” Cameron said through a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

“I may as well. I woke up this morning starving and I feel like my body is running a little hot. Might as well add more fuel to the fire huh?” Adam said with a grin as he piled on another few strips of bacon.

Cameron’s eyes went wide for a moment, but he quickly seemed to recompose himself.

“Yea…might be a good idea. Say, I actually will be out of the house for most of the day today. Frankie invited me over to hang out and help him with some of the matinance on his rifles.” Cameron said, quickly making his way through his breakfast.

Adam rose an eyebrow and smiled.

“Sounds like fun, be sure to tell him I said hey. Do you need a lift to his place?”

Cameron shook his head.

“N…no its fine. I can just walk there. It’s only just about a mile.”

Adam nodded in response and took another bite of food.

“Gotta get that cardio in somehow, eh?” he said mid-chew.

Adam swallowed his food and quickly made his way for the next bite. The two men ate in relative silence after that, with Cameron finishing just a bit before his dad. Which was surprising considering how Adam felt like he nearly ate twice as much as him…

“You sure your feeling alright son?” Adam said as he cleaned his plate.

“Yea I’m fine…honestly ide be more concerned about you. How many eggs did you make?” Cameron asked.

Adam paused, then turned around to see an entire cartons worth of eggshells stacked in a bowl next to the stove.

“I guess I really was hungry…” he muttered to himself.

Cameron looked at his father with a strangely concerned look before once again, composing himself.

“I’m gonna get changed and head out. Be sure to log your weight tonight and keep hydrated.” Cameron said.

Adam chuckled.

“Thanks son.”

The two of them were quick to get the mess of the kitchen cleaned up. With Adam being left with the bulk of the dishes while Cameron left to get changed. By the time Adam had finished; Cameron was back downstairs dressed in a form-fitting shirt and jeans with his backpack slung over his shoulders.

“See ya later dad!” Cameron said as he made his way out the door.

“Stay safe!” Adam said as he waved his son goodbye.

Adam sighed as he looked over the cleaned kitchen and waited a few moments, listening for the creak of the front door and the locking of the deadbolt to tell him his son had truly left. As he heard the sound of footsteps on the porch outside, he let out a relieved sigh and reached down to grip his persistent morning wood.

“Now I can take care of you…”

Adam quickly made his way back upstairs to his bedroom, pulling off his tank top and tossing it aside as he made it down the hall. Once he made it to his bedroom and closed the door, he went to his nightstand and opened the top drawer. Not wanting his son to come across any of his “toys” by accident he brushed aside a small empty box he had used for a decoy and brought out a well-used flesh light.

Adam then sat down on the bed, laying back and using his pillows as a prop so that he could get himself in a comfortable position. After he had gotten himself settled, he gripped his cock through his briefs, sending a shiver down his spine and even more precum into the fabric.

“Prolly not going to need any lube today…” Adam said with a grin as he peeled off his underwear, letting his 10’incher free to the open air.

The sudden freedom was a relief to him, his cock had felt like it had been hard for hours and had been begging for release at every moment. Adam slowly ran his hand down his shaft, quivering with pleasure as he collected as much of his natural lubricant as he could.

He couldn’t really understand why he felt so sensitive and needy that day, probably something that had to do with the dream he had last night...

Still, this felt like he hadn’t gotten off in weeks. Even with him taking it slow and steady, every stroke up and down his shaft made his hair stand on end. After just casually rubbing himself for just a minute, he felt like he was already ready to cum.

But he wanted this to last…

Reluctantly he pulled his hand away from his cock and grabbed the flesh light with his precum coated hand. Slowly, he lowered the “mouth” of the device onto the tip of his cock, sending a jolt of pleasure throughout his body as the first inch was swallowed by the toy. Inch by inch the toy enveloped his cock, the internal ridges and grooves of the fleshy toy stimulating him in a dozen different ways as it worked its magic all the way down. As the tip of his cock came to a stop once it had reached the back of the device, Adam let out a low moan of pleasure. He kept the toy there for a few moments, basking in the sensations rocking across his body and feeling the pride swelling within him.

The toy had only made it barely an inch above the base of his cock. It was something he couldn’t help feeling proud of, especially considering he had gotten one of the “bigger” models. Hell, even his ex-wife hadn’t been able to get as far as this toy could.

He slowly started working his way back up, causing more of the internal ridges and grooves to rub against his sensitive member. Adam then closed his eyes and began thinking back to all of his previous sexual encounters.

There was Sarah, his first time when he was 18. She was a few years older than him, but she loved to take it long and slow. Then there was Emily, his girlfriend back from before he had met his wife. She was a kinky one, really into hair pulling and even biting…

Adam moaned as he worked the toy back down, remembering all the good times and all the acts he had performed on those women…and even some of the things he wished he could have done. It had been way too long sense he had gotten any action, and he could really use a real hole to pound these days…

His mind kept flicking back and forth between the two other women as he built up a steady pace with his toy. Keeping his bitch of an ex-wife completely out of his mind as he felt his blood boil and his balls churn.

With a free hand he then slowly began to rub at his abdominals, making his way up towards his chest until he reached one of his nipples. Something he had always wished that the women he had been with would do was play with those. He tweaked one of them lightly, making him moan even louder and push just a little harder into the toy in his hand. The plastic let out a light groan at that, straining under the heavy use.

He thought back to how he had always wanted women to lick and nibble at his chest, to worship his powerful body and taste every inch of his muscles all while his cock was being pleased down below.

“Fuck…” he moaned, slamming the toy harder and deeper than he should, wearing down its framework little by little. But that wasn’t the only thing that was pushing the toy to its limits.

Too lost in his passions to notice…the toy was beginning to cover less and less of his shaft, and its grip was beginning to tighten.

A warm sensation washed across Adams body, but he paid it no mind. All he wanted was to be lost in this moment, edging himself right on the brink of release as he was lost in a mix of memory and fantasy. On the spot of his chest where his heart would be, a soft red glow began to emanate from deep within. Adams body temperature started to rise, but it did not bother him, nor did it take his mind off his fun. Slowly, every inch of hair on his body began to shift in pigment. The dark black roots where slowly being turned a blood red and even more hair began to sprout from places it had never been before.

Normally he had kept his hair cut short and light and trimmed back any facial hair. It was something he had always done to keep him from overheating while out on the fields or while working out at the gym. The same could be said for the rest of his body, all save for a light dusting of hair he had across his chest and a denser coating down at his pubes. But now every inch of him was growing hair, from his head, all across his back, and especially around his chest and groin.

The red hair covered Adam like a forest, thick and grabbable with a slightly smoky aroma emanating from his skin. He was soon sporting a full beard that wrapped around his handsome jawline and the hair on his head grew longer and fuller than it had been in years. The hair on his chest then began to grow in like a thick carpet, covering both slabs of his massive chest so deeply it was difficult to see the skin underneath.

But a change like that could be considered subtle compared to what else was happening to him….

As the hair finished growing in, his body started growing out. Adam was a powerful man before, one that could easily be seen amongst other bodybuilders and strong-men with his size and definition. But his body was expanding further than it had ever been before, even with the best pump he could ever manage after a long workout. Muscle was growing upon muscle, increasing his size and height past what any man could ever naturally do. He gained nearly three inches onto his height in almost an instant, and soon his feet had grown almost two shoe sizes up. As his chest grew broader and more powerful, an additional change began to afflict him, starting with his nipples turning from their natural light tan-color to black as charcoal. Small, similarly shaded nubs then began to appear that ran in a line down his abdominals. Although these new nipples could hardly be seen underneath his forest of red hair.

Adam let out another loud moan, his voice shaking the bedframe without a care for who could ever possibly hear him. The toy’s grip was growing tighter on his cock, driving him wild with pleasure as its plastic casing was starting to crack and break. Normally, such a device had been designed that it would be able to handle even a bit of an “enthusiastic” user. However, the designers likely could not have ever anticipated the size that Adam was growing to. His shaft had grown almost an entire inch thicker, and its length had already grown well past the 1-foot marker with no sign of stopping. Down below, his balls were also not spared of any changes; having grown from the size of eggs to nearly reaching softball size as they were covered in a thick coating of red hair.

But the most glaring change of all was one that Adam could not see.

The flesh of Adams cock, while having grown, had also began to also change color. Before it had been a light tanned color, much like the rest of his body due to his Latin heritage. But now his cock had turned a deep, dark red that would allow it to stand out against his new coat of fur.

The angry red member had been pulsing inside of the toy to the beat of Adams heart; leaking a seemingly never-ending supply of pre into the device. As the cracks started to form on the toy, more of his manly fluids began to leak out from wherever they could and pool around his forest of thick red pubes.

But then, Adam started to thrust into the device while continuing to stroke, his cockhead smashing against the back of the toy and straining it to its last legs. Crack after crack formed, with the rubbery lining inside the toy revealing itself under the straining plastic.

Adam could feel the building pressure within him as he got closer and closer to the end. His thrusts grew frantic and rapid, with him desperately wanting to cum before he felt like he might explode. It was then with one particularly powerful thrust Adam let out a pleasured cry that could have been easily taken for a scream…

But then, with little warning the sound was suddenly caught in his throat. He gagged slightly, but that was only because his tongue had begun to grow out of his mouth. The appendage quickly slipped its way past his teeth and nearly reached the edge of his chin without even needing to strain himself. It was then, that the tip of his tongue split slightly, forking itself off into two different directions.

“FUCK!” Adam cried out as he found his voice, giving one final thrust that sent his cock past the barriers of the toy, shattering the frame and freeing the red shaft out into the open air as it pierced through the back of the toy.

His angry red cock let out a torrent of seed, firing volley after volley that landed all across Adams hairy body and bedsheets. Although he didn’t realize it at the time, his cum had felt hot as it landed across his body. But it barely even phased him as it seeped its way deep down throughout his hair and onto his skin. His bedsheets however where not so lucky, as every shot that landed on anything that wasn’t him; left a singed outline in its wake. But still he kept cumming again and again; coating himself in his boiling hot cum until his red body hair started to turn white.

Eventually the flow began to taper off until it came to a stop after what felt like two minutes of pure orgasm. Adam couldn’t move or even make a sound after such a powerful and pleasurable sensation had rocked his entire body. All he could really do was lay back and bask in the afterglow of it all as he panted lightly while trying to catch his breath. With his mind so overloaded he didn’t even notice or care about his newly forked tongue or the sensation of his body cooling down after dousing himself in his own seed. The only outside sensations he could really feel was the slight tightness that came from the shattered remnants of the toy that was still wrapped around his cock, and the warm feeling of his charred bedsheets. As his heart rate grew steady and he could start to regain some feeling in his extremities, he couldn’t help but smile as he basked in just how good he felt…and how…and how tired he was quickly becoming…

“God...damn…” was all he was finally able to say.

The soaked man smiled, his eyes growing heavy as he slowly began to drift off into sleep, his cock still hard and leaking.

Cameron…had no idea what to do.

He felt bad for lying to his dad about where he was going. But it was all for the greater good. Rather than going to his friend Frankies house like he had said, he had made the long walk down to town and caught the bus into the city of Redridge.

From there he made his way to the very same shop he had found most of the supplies for the ritual in the first place.

It was one of those old “alternative lifestyle” shops. Mostly it looked like a collection of dusty antiques, but they also featured numerous hard to find herbs and materials that he couldn’t find anywhere else, even online. The walls were lined with occult looking paraphernalia, statues, wooden sculptures and charms. As well as a few things that he would rather not know who or what they had come from. To an unexperienced buyer, they would have thought that most of the stuff inside would have belonged in the Halloween section of a party store. Although these things where the real item, and not just some plastic copy.

Cameron had spent most of his time there digging his way through the stores book section. Rifling through every musty tomb or ancient grimoire he could make sense of. Unfortunately, most where written in Latin or had some other occult language he could barely make heads or tails of. When he asked the owner about anything involving demonic exorcism, they had given him a sour look and told him that “religious types like you ought to stay away from here…”

A misunderstanding he was quick to correct, but it did lead him to where his search led to next.

Although most churches didn’t exactly keep much information about the Dark Ages on hand. Even fewer wanted to even acknowledge some of the acts and rights their religion had performed had ever happened at all.

What little he did find though did involve some rather draconian methods…things which he would never even consider doing to his own father.

As the hours went on, leads dried up one after another. He eventually resigned himself to scour the internet via his phone until mid-day when the last bus could take him back home.

Sadly, that proved fruitless as well.

Eventually he had made his way back to his home just as the sun started to set. He was slowly dragging his feet along the gravel sidewalk as he continued to pour over his phone for any ideas that could come to mind. But once he made it to the door; he hesitated to reach for the knob.

“What could I do? I had done the unthinkable and all for an even more depraved act…” He swore to himself, cursing his taboo attraction to his dad.

But then again…maybe it wouldn’t be too bad? His dad didn’t seem too different when he had seen him this morning…although the raging hard-on he had on clear view was a bit out of character for him.

Not that he minded in the slightest.

Cameron shook his head, trying to take his mind off the very thing that had gotten himself into that situation in the first place. Gathering his thoughts, he took a breath and reached for the doorknob to let himself in.

“I’m home dad!” He shouted out as he stepped inside.

“Welcome home son!” Cameron heard his dad cry out from the living room.

Cameron let out a sigh of relief. At least his dad sounded the same as he always did.

He tossed his backpack aside and kicked off his shoes before placing them neatly next to his and his father’s work-boots. He then made his way towards the living room to see his father lounging in his recliner in his underwear.

Or at least someone that looked like him…

“How was Frankie?” Adam asked with a smile.

His dad…looked wildly different. He was huge! Bigger than he had ever seen him! And how had he grown so much hair so quickly? And why was it red?!? A million questions filled his head that caused his brain to stall.

“I…I…” Was all Cameron was able to stammer out.

Adam quickly got up from the chair, giving Cameron an even greater scope of what had happened while he was away.

“I decided to take it easy at home today, was feeling a bit warm. But it was a bit lonely here all by myself. How about you give your old man a hug?” Adam said, arms spread wide.

Cameron couldn’t respond, nor could he will himself to move. Part of him wanted to freak out, another part of him wanted to admit what he had done and face the consequences. But a much more dominant urge was quickly overtaking the others as he desperately wanted to bury his face into his father’s chest…

As Adam slowly began to approach him, Cameron caught a glimpse of how dark Adams nipples now looked and he swore that he saw more underneath his hair. But as his eyes glanced downward, he found himself unable to look away from the fact that he was not only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs. But that they filled out almost to their capacity, with a clear outline of a massive, hard cock underneath the fabric.

“D..Dad I…” Cameron stammered, his cock growing harder by the second, before his dad drew him up in a hug with both arms.

Cameron felt like his body was being crushed under his father’s strength and power. But more glaring than that was that he could feel just how HOT his father was. Not just only in his looks, but also in just how hot his skin felt against his clothes. He felt like he was being hugged by a space heater!

“I missed you today!” Adam said playfully, giving Cameron a tight squeeze that made him let out a soft gasp.

His dad had been affectionate during certain situations, but this was much more than he had ever done before. Adam then lowered Cameron sightly, bringing them eye to eye for a moment before he leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Followed by another, and another all while Cameron tried his best to squirm out of his father’s grip.

“D...dad! Stop!” Cameron said through a giggle, partially out of wanting to break free, but not enough to give his full force.

Cameron tried to move his head, doing his best to dodge his fathers’ affections without giving his true feelings away, when with one wrong placement the two accidentally locked lips.

Cameron felt his cock throb through his jeans as his groin was pressed against his dad’s hairy stomach. He could practically feel the grooves of his dad’s chiselled abs through the fabric as his confined cock had been placed directly in the valley between the six firm slabs of muscle. He could also feel his father’s own member slightly below his own, its girth nearly pushing the two of them apart as it throbbed in tandem with his sons. There was a brief instant where Cameron felt an uncontrollable urge to grind against his own father…

The two were frozen in place, not knowing what to do or just what had happened. But it was Adam who broke the stalemate when suddenly Cameron felt his father’s tongue push against his lips, trying to make its way into his mouth…

It was then that the shock finally went through to Cameron and panic started to set in. He may have not been as big or as strong as his dad, but he was no pushover. He reared his head back, breaking the kiss and then used all his strength to break his father’s grip, allowing him to slip free and back down onto the ground.

Adam stood there stunned…when his expression suddenly changed to worry and fear.

“Son!...I…I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me…”

Cameron stood there, looking up at his massive father, both with a look of lust…but also guilt and fear.

“I…it’s okay dad. You just got excited is all…” Cameron said, his eyes cast downward until he caught another glimpse of his dad’s package.

Being this close up, he started to notice that the underwear seemed a bit ragged and torn…and he swore he could smell something that smelled like it was burning coming from his crotch.

“No!...No it was not okay…I don’t know what’s been going on with me today Cam…I’ve been so hot all day…so riled up and I feel like I’ve jerked off ten times without this thing going down. I think I need to see a doctor…” Adam said softly, reaching out to place a hand on his son’s shoulder, but hesitating just a few inches away from it.

“Maybe…but then again maybe you just need a night’s rest. Maybe give whatever is in your system a chance to work its way out.” Cameron said softly, turning away from his dad and slowly walking away.

“I…yea your right. Maybe some sleep is what I need.” Adam responded.

Cameron cursed to himself mentally for keeping the lie going. But he needed more time to see if he could find a solution. Traditional medicine would likely not have a cure for something involving demonic possession…

“We can check in the morning to see how your feeling, be sure to stay hydrated as well. You were burning up.” Cameron said, making his way towards the doorframe that made his way out into the hallway.

“Thanks son…I love you.” Adam said softly.

Cameron paused, his cock still hard and his mind still racing.

“Love you too dad…”

Adam couldn’t believe what he had done.

He had nearly made out with his own son! It was unthinkable, it was completely inappropriate! It was…

The hottest thing he had ever done…

Adam tried to shake the thought out of his mind as his son made his way up to his room. He still couldn’t believe that even after having spent nearly the entire day jerking off; his cock was still begging for more action. He had never been this horny before and the fact that he was willing to go so far as to break the boundary between father and son to satisfy his lust…

Adam shook his head wildly at the possibility.

“No…never…” Adam whispered to himself, all while his cock still begged for attention.

Whatever had been happening to him, he knew that he didn’t want to expose his son to that kind of thing again. He waited a few moments, ensuring there was no chance of the two of them running into each other in the hallway. Once he had heard the telltale sound of a door being opened and shut. He let out a sigh, turning off all the lights downstairs and making his way back up to his own room.

“Maybe I can order some takeout to make up for it…even if just a little.” Adam thought to himself.

Making his way up the hallway he passed a mirror that had been hung there long ago. He caught a glimpse of his reflection and paused, looking long at the man who seemed nothing like the one he had seen just yesterday. Somehow his hair had turned bright red, and he seemed bigger than ever. But for some reason that didn’t seem to bother him. In fact, it was a bit of a turn on. He had noticed it just after he had jerked off for the first time that day and woken up from a nap. Though it was a bit of a surprise to him at first, he suddenly found himself jacking off again as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was huge, he was hairy, and he was covered in cum…

He looked like a man’s man, ready to take on the world and whatever nature could throw at him. After that session and coating his toilet in what felt like an unnatural amount of cum, he managed to make his way into the shower to wash himself off. The hair he now sported was a new and interesting novelty to him, having been hairless for most of his entire adult life. Getting cum out of it however proved to be a much more difficult task than he had anticipated though. But the rubbing and stimulation of his chest…along with a strangely new sensitivity and erogenous sensation coming from his abs…He found himself jerking off again.

That had lasted almost a full hour, with his cock still haven’t not gone down in the slightest. By the time he had exited, his bathroom felt like a sauna and every mirror was fogged over and useless no matter how many times he wiped them off. Thankfully he had still been able to get himself clean, but any time he tried to put on any kind of clothing, he felt like he was burning up.

He had actually been nude for almost the entire day in fact, only having put on a pair of boxer briefs just as he spotted his son coming down the road.

He let out a sigh as he looked at his reflection one final time before making his way towards his room. It was still somewhat light outside, the sun still barely peaking over the horizon. Closing and locking the door behind him, he resigned himself to just try and watch some tv until he got tired. Adam stripped out of his boxer briefs, kicking them to the side before laying down on his mattress in the nude.

He had long sense tossed aside any of his blankets or other sheets. They had all become completely covered with his cum and even some of them showing strange black spots all throughout. He decided that considering how hot he had been running that day he could go without them tonight. He could always just give them a wash tomorrow.

He propped himself on a pile of pillows he had against the headboard, grabbed the nearby remote and turned on his wall mounted tv.

He spent the next few hours browsing the channels, flicking through anything that could catch his interest long enough to keep his mind off his cock. The entire time however the massive pole kept looming in front of him, nearly obstructing his view of the tv while continuing to leak precum every few moments. Eventually he found a movie that could at least keep his attention for a while. It was a classic, one he had shown to his son when he was just 10 years old.

He had been a long-time fan of the franchise, but seeing his son enjoy it just as much as he did give him a deep sense of fatherly pride. Watching the series had almost become a bit of a tradition during Christmas, when work was slow and there wasn’t much for either of them to do without having to go all the way out to town. It was these kinds of bonding moments that Adam treasured more than anything.

It was then that his mind went back to what had happened earlier that day and his mood soured.

Sure, the two of them had walked around the house in their underwear before. They were guys! It’s not like they had anything that the other hadn’t seen before. But neither of them had ever tried to make out make out with the other! The fact that it happened while he had been hard and only wearing a pair of briefs just made it seem all the more unnatural.

Although while it happened…he swore he felt his own son’s boner against his abs…

Adams cock throbbed, letting out another gush of pre.

Even he had to admit…his son was quite the looker. He really took after his old man, and he was sure he had to be beating girls off with a stick whenever he went into town. He had also gained so much in so little time in his own mass gaining goals. He had pecs that would stretch out his own clothes, and he was even starting to grow a six pack just like him.

Adams cock let out another gush, coating the flesh in a matter of moments and continuing to leak like an un-attended faucet. Without even realizing, Adam had reached down and was slowly jerking himself off.

Then there was what he was packing…He was sure he took after him there. Even if he wasn’t proud to admit it, he had stolen a few glances at his son’s package while he was in his underwear over the past few months. He couldn’t get a good scale of things, but he was sure he was above average over most guys out there. Still, he probably wasn’t bigger than him. Although part of him was curious to find out.

Adam froze at that last thought, shaking his head and trying to break himself out of that train of thought. It was then that he looked down and saw what he was doing.

“Dammit!” he swore, tearing his hand away and wiping it off onto the mattress.

“This isn’t normal…I need to see someone about this” he muttered to himself as he pulled himself out of bed and made his way towards his closet.

Grabbing his discarded underwear on the way, he quickly got himself dressed in a button-down shirt and a pair of jeans. The heat he had been feeling all day grew to be almost unbearable as he finally got himself looking decent, but he did his best to ignore it. His cock still hadn’t gone down, but he forced the shaft to point to its side, doing his best to hide his bulge as he buttoned up his jeans and put on a belt.

After having finally gotten some proper clothes on him for the first time that day, Adam made his way down the hallway, determined to get some answers to whatever it was that was going on with him.

Acting out of instinct, he made his way to his son’s room until he was standing right outside the door with his hand on the knob. He didn’t want him to panic at his sudden disappearance, but he had to let him know that he needed to see a doctor about some answers that just couldn’t wait.

He slowly opened the door a crack, peeking inside just enough to see Cameron facing his computer with his headphones on.

And his pants around his ankles…

Adam froze, not wanting to risk his son noticing him. He took his hand off the doorknob, slowly stepped back so that he was out of his line of sight…

And stopped…

For some reason, even if his instincts told him he shouldn’t, he couldn’t look away.

At the angle his son had placed his desk, Adam had a clear view of Cameron from the side from where he was sitting. Clearly, he was too engrossed in whatever he was watching to have noticed that the door had been cracked open.

Cameron was casually jerking off, one hand working his shaft while the other was on the mouse. Every so often he would click on something, causing the light projected onto his face to change with every action.

Adam couldn’t see just what Cameron was looking at, but clearly, he was enjoying himself. Every so often he could spot his son increasing the pace of his strokes, clearly liking something a bit more than usual before he moved onto the next piece of content.

Adam continued to watch for another minute, keeping himself quiet and still while his cock raged in his jeans. His precum was quickly beginning to seep its way through his underwear and was even starting to make its way through the much denser fabric of his jeans.

“Fuck…” Adam heard his son mutter, causing him to freeze in place.

Cameron paused for a moment, his cock still throbbing while he wiped his hands on a nearby towel. He then started typing something with both hands, which finally let Adam get a fully un-obstructed view of his son’s cock.

It seemed that he had been right, his son had to be packing 8…no maybe even 9 inches of meat between his legs. His ego was somewhat proud of the fact that he was still bigger than his son, but he still couldn’t help but be proud of the fact that his son had become such a man.

After a few moments of typing and browsing Cameron finally took both hands off his computer. He then started to lean back, pulling up his shirt over his head and wrapping it over his shoulders without fully taking it off. With his chest now exposed to the open air, it was then that Adam watched as Cameron went right back to it. Continuing to watch intently at whatever was playing on the monitor while one hand was wrapped around his cock and the other was slowly playing with his nipples.

“Just like his old man…” Adam muttered to himself, his own hands reaching down to his belt, unfastening it without tearing his gaze from his son. He fumbled a bit with the latch, but he was able to open it just enough so that he could get to the button on his jeans.

Soon Adam was able to fish out his own foot-long member, its girth nearly slapping against his stomach as it was freed. Slowly he began to jerk off in tandem with his own son, his breath growing hot and heavy and his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

Cameron thankfully still hadn’t noticed him and was still more focused on the computer rather than anything else. Adam felt his entire body burning, both with lust and from the growing heat that was expanding in his chest. There was a perverse thrill in what he was doing, something that drove him to keep at it…or perhaps wait for the best opportunity to join in with him.

Adam shivered at that thought, taking in a deep hissing breath as his chest broadened, straining the buttons of his shirt. He couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like if he barged in right now, seeing his sons’ pants around his ankles…playing with his nipples in such a perverse fashion.

Could he play the surprised dad? Maybe act shocked at the sight…but then try to play it cool. Almost like he came in accidentally for some reason, but really it would be so he could get a good look at his son and maybe the porn he was into…

Adams cock throbbed, his precum dripping from his shaft and pooling down onto the floorboards.

Maybe he could play the friendly dad…walking in on his son, seeing what he was doing, then offering to join in as the two of them watched porn together and jerked off. It would seem like a casual thing, but maybe it would end up with the two of them jerking each other off in a play on some father-son “bonding”.

Adams chest expanded again, the top button of his shirt snapping through the fabric and exposing his deep hairy pelt. The heat was growing more intense, and he found himself panting at that point, his forked tongue lolling like a dog as he stood there and watched while pleasuring himself.

Or perhaps he could come in, confident and proud of what his son was seeing…but also wanting to teach him just how he could pleasure himself properly. He could show him the best way to play with himself…maybe get some of his toys involved or maybe even show him what a real blowjob felt like…

Adam groaned in pleasure, his mouth expanding slightly as his teeth started to shift. Canines slowly became more pronounced than they had ever been before, growing longer into a set of deadly looking fangs.

If he really wanted, he could try and play it off like he was annoyed by his sons moaning having interrupted his own j/o session. He would come in to tell him to keep it down, then the two of them would see each other with their cocks at full mast. Then there would be no words shared between the two of them, just the understanding of wanting to help get the other off.

Adams cock seemed to throb in approval of that idea…but then something strange happened.

Suddenly, and without any warning, he came.

Still having enough sense to keep himself quiet, Adam grit his teeth as his blood-red cock let out a small load that joined with the growing pool of precum that was settling at his feet. The shots where small and lightly spaced apart, but as the final drop left his member, the flow of precum started back up once again.

This, however, was much thicker and more viscus than the fluid he had been producing all day. It was also much, much hotter than it had ever been before. As the first drop of the new flow landed onto the ground, it hissed slightly as it contacted with the cooler liquid. But unlike before, his pre came at a steady flow rather than from any stimulation or lust on his part. It felt almost as if he was willing it to come so that he had a constant source of lube.

But there was a much more depraved reason why the flow was so unending…

Part of Adam felt as though he should have been able to satisfy himself with just that shot. But his body and his cock craved more. It was then, only after a light reprieve from such a pitiful load, he went right back to it. This time however, he was much more aggressive and passionate about his strokes. Caring little about being seen or heard as he beat his meat excitedly and with little restraint all while his mind was playing through a number of depraved fantasies. As his mind devolved into a cycle of lust and fantasy, the bright light from his chest began to shine once more.

The heat filled his body like a furnace, and soon it caused the edges of Adams clothing to ignite. But he felt no pain, nor any discomfort as his clothes were consumed by flames in a matter of moments and left him naked. It was here that a much darker change began to overtake the man’s body as the glow grew brighter and brighter.

Upon the top of his head, two nubs slowly began to form and grow. They quickly breached their way out of his skull as two small ivory horns that began to grow at a breakneck pace. The spires slowly curled backwards, sweeping back across his bright red hair, and stopping just a few inches above his neck.

On his backside, just at his tailbone, a larger nub began to take shape. Like the other, the bulge quickly grew out, but this time it shaped itself into a thick, leathery tail with a spaded tip. The tail curled its way down his body, wrapping around one of his legs almost protectively as it twitched lightly to the beating of his heart.

Finally, even while he continued to pleasure himself, Adams cock began to grow once again in his grasp. What was once 12 inches quickly grew to 14; and the mushroom shaped tip slowly began to twist into a new shape. With just one stroke, his normal cock head had formed into a more pointed tip. With the next, a small bulge began to form at his shafts base. As he jerked himself off again and again, the bulge grew in tandem until it was as thick as a baseball, all while a pouch of skin and fur began to collect around his cock’s base.

“D…dad…fuck me…” Cameron muttered from inside his room, his strokes growing faster and faster.

Adam flinched, but then cracked a wicked smile that only drove him even further.

Changing his stance, Adam wrapped both hands around his thick changed cock; forgoing stroking himself and turning more towards a primal thrust. His corrupted mind was quickly starting to spiral into some of the most taboo things he could ever even imagine. Him and his son laying together, jerking themselves off together, his son nursing on his thick, fat cock…

Adam felt a growl growing in his throat, and a small light began to flicker from deep within his throat.

The two of them would fuck, cum, not caring who or what could see. But his son…oh he would love every moment of it. Being his special bottom bitch that he trained to take every inch of his cock.

Adams growl grew louder, the bright light in his throat flickering out past his forked tongue as a small flame.

He would toy with him first, nibble and bite him like he was his plaything until he was begging to take his cock.

Flames began to pour out of Adams throat with every breath, shining bright for just a single instant before being snuffed out.

Then he would mount him, fill him with every inch of his cock and fuck him until he begged for release…but it would only be once he was just at the edge himself, pushing himself deeper and deeper into his own flesh and blood that the two of them would finally come to a climax together.

And that…was the last straw that it took to break.

Adam let out a gasp, his head pulling back towards the sky before releasing a large gout of flame in a muffled roar as he started to cum. His transformed cock was mercilessly firing off shot after shot of thick yellow cum. He was soon coating the walls, the floor, the door and any other surface that he could as he let out a torrent of seed. Everywhere it landed, his corrupted cum sizzled with heat, leaving scorch marks in their wake before rapidly cooling off.

The flames from his gullet died down quickly after the initial shock and Adam was able to compose himself somewhat. But his cock still kept cumming again and again, each shot being cooler than the last as they did progressively less damage to the wooden house. But wherever his seed had landed would carry his thick musky stench that would mark his territory…

Eventually, after having both scorched and covered the hallway with his seed, Adam finally stopped and began panting for breath.

And for the first time that day, His cock slowly started to grow soft.

The knot at its base was the first to deflate, slipping its way down into the sheathe that had formed during his changes while his canine shaped member slowly followed suit. Still gasping for breath, he still couldn’t help but keep an eye on his boy. Cameron too was getting close to the end of his own fun, and with a gasp his own cock started to shoot, sending his own seed across his chest and stomach.

It was then, as the two men basked in the afterglow of their jerk-off sessions, Adam watched intently as his son collected the cum that he had spent across his body with his fingers. He then slowly brought it to his lips, licking every finger individually to ensure not a single drop was forgotten.

And then…he swallowed it.

“That’s my boy…” Adam said with a grin as he grabbed hold of the doorknob once more.

Cameron let out a pleased hum, enjoying the lingering taste of his own cum on his tongue while basking in the afterglow of his recent orgasm.

He had been edging himself for quite a while at that point. After having such a close encounter with his dad earlier that day he found that he could focus on very little than his own persistent hard-on. He had been browsing for the past few hours, building himself up to it, but when he found a video of a muscular “daddy” playing with a much smaller, but still well built “son” he decided that he had found something that he wanted to finish too.

It was just what he needed after such a long day.

He rubbed his stomach one final time, ensuring he hadn’t missed anything so that he could avoid using up too many tissues or need to take a shower. Reaching over to the side of his desk, he wiped his hand on the towel he kept near his desk before taking off his headphones.

It was then he noticed that one final pearl of his cum had leaked its way out of his shaft.

He smiled softly, reaching down to give his softening shaft a squeeze to ensure that every drop he had was spent. He then took his index finger, scooped up his cum, then brought it to his lips.

It was then, as he brought the last of his seed to his lips that he heard his door creak open.

“Have fun pup?”

Cameron felt every hair on his body stand on end and his blood turn to ice. He instinctively flinched and tried his best to cover himself as he turned away from the door.

“Dad! Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?!?” Cameron exclaimed.

His father let out a deep chuckle and Cameron heard his heavy footsteps grow closer behind him.

“I think I can go where I please in my own house…” Adam responded, his voice deeper…and darker sounding than Cameron had ever heard before.

Cameron wanted to make some kind of argument or snap back at his dad in response. But as his father approached, the cold shock he had felt was overwhelmed by an unrelenting heat. In just a few moments Cameron felt like he was almost on the brink of sweating, or that he had left the heater on and never even realized it. But it was when he started to smell something strange that he found himself slowly turning around.

It was a smoky smell…something like burning pine or a recently lit barbeque. But there was an underlying smell of musk. That was more like a fine cologne, or maybe the scent of sweat mixed with deodorant…

“What is that smell…” Cameron said, fully turning around only to find himself facing directly into a wall of deep red hair.

Cameron didn’t even get a chance to take in the view before his father’s massive hand suddenly wrapped its way around the back of his head. He was then gently forced towards the red wall, burying his face into the thick bush of fur.

Cameron let out a muffled protest as this had happened, but the moment he took in a breath he was hit with a concentrated dose of the scent he had noticed earlier. It was much stronger than before, and it permeated almost every follicle of hair he was surrounded with. The peppery, smoky smell sent a shiver down his spine.

“Do you like it…pup?” Adam asked, his deep voice reverberating through his body and down through Cameron’s face.

“D…dad?” Cameron said softly.

The grip on the back of his head was released, but Cameron couldn’t tear himself away. He took in another deep breath of his father’s musk, letting out a soft moan as he committed the scent to memory. It was warm…comforting…and powerful. Like if he were surrounded by this every day, he would always feel safe and protected…But something else about it stirred something in him, something that had his cock back at full mast in a matter of moments.

His fathers hand returned and gently tugged at the shirt that Cameron had pulled up and around his shoulders during his jerk-off session. Cameron resisted somewhat, but he gently pulled himself away until he was sitting back in his chair like he was before.

But that only allowed him to look up and take in the sight of every inch of the beast of a man that stood before him.

Adam was now a wall of muscle and hair, barely showing any skin at all as the red fur had almost completely covered him save for his face. But it was when he saw his father’s face and warm smile; he froze.

The blue eyes that he had shared with him had been turned a sharp, bright red…

“No…oh god no…” Cameron muttered as he saw more signs of his father’s transformation.

Adam now had a set of white horns adoring his head like a crown. Cameron’s gaze quickly shot downward, before coming to a stop at his fathers’ midsection. From behind him, he could see a leathery appendage that could be nothing other than a tail gently swishing behind him. Cameron felt his body shiver at the sight of it, but his curiosity and fear brought his examination further down until he could fully see his father’s groin.

There was his cock…or where it should have been.

His cock looked like it had been enveloped in a fleshy pouch, one that had connected itself to his abdominals. Peeking out from the tip of this sheathe, was a pointed red cock that he recognized looked more canine than human.

“What have I done…” Cameron said, continuing to stare at his fathers changed package.

“Hey…its fine pup its fine. I feel great honestly, better than ever really.” Adam said casually, spreading his arms wide and offering a playful grin before sticking his forked tongue out.

Cameron was at a loss for words…not sure how he could explain what he had done to his dad, nor how he could continue his life as before looking like this.

But then again…it was everything he ever could have wanted or dreamed for.

Lost in his own mixed emotions and his mind addled by the smoky musk his father was emitting, something deep inside Cameron eventually spoke his true thoughts for him.

Cameron slowly reached up with his left hand until he was gently cradling the two heavy orbs of his father’s massive balls. He unconsciously then raised his right hand until it was wrapped around his own cock and slowly began jerking off once again.

Adam let out a pleased sounding growl at the stimulation, causing his own cock to slip even further out of its sheathe.

“Ready to go for another round pup?” Adam said with a toothy grin, looking down at Cameron’s exposed rock-hard cock.

“I…I…” Cameron stammered, his brain torn between logic and lust as his changed father took a step forward, sending another wave of his intoxicating musk towards him.

“Shhhh...let your old man show you how to really let loose…”

Adam brushed aside his son’s hand then slowly lowered himself onto his knees, his body still looming over Cameron even at this height. He leaned towards his son, his mouth just a few inches away from his neck before he extended his long, forked tongue. Slowly and sensually, he licked at the mid-section of his son’s neck, swirling and twisting the appendage as he endeavoured to taste every inch of his flesh.

Cameron let out a gasp at the contact. His dad’s tongue was hot at first, but it was soon replaced by a tingling sensation that nearly made him convulse with pleasure. Some small part of him tried to make some kind of protest to the act. But his body acted outside of his own natural logic. He started to whimper, a mixture of pleasure and pain as he grew to feel a need to have his fathers tongue wash across every inch of his body. Adam smirked at the sound of his sons’ needy requests and made his way further down until he was at eye level with his sons’ chest. Slowly and teasingly, he traced the boundaries of his sons’ pectorals before finally reaching his true target.

Adams forked tongue quickly got to work as he began playing with one of his son’s nipples. Swirling and salivating over the sensitive nub before moving onto the other. Such a shock of stimulation along with whatever gave Adams tongue its unique properties sent Cameron into a spasm that made his hand break away from his own cock. With his hands free and desperate to grab hold of anything, Cameron reached forward and grabbed hold of both of his father’s newly grown horns.

Adam chuckled at that and pulled his tongue back.

“That’s my boy…”

Cameron shuddered at the remark, his body aching with pleasure as he tried to pull his father closer to him, wheeling his chair slightly forward until his cock was rubbing up against Adams fur-covered chest.

“Dad…oh dad…fuck I’ve done something so bad. But I can’t stop…I’ve wanted this for so long.” Cameron moaned as he started to thrust his hips, his cock breaching through the fur only slightly as he attempted to grind against Adams chest.

“That’s right pup, you’re a bad bad boy. But like father like son…” Adam said with sinister glee.

Adam adjusted his position, grabbing both of his sons’ legs and letting him wrap them around his mid-section. This gave Cameron a much better angle as he was able to push himself further into his father’s chest, his cock finally reaching its mark as he was able to thrust and grind against the two mountainous slabs of his fathers’ pectorals hidden deep under his pelt of fur.

“Oh…oh fuck dad…oh fuck…” Cameron moaned, his cock raging with pleasure as he breathed in a concentrated dose of his father’s scent. His bare skin rubbing up against his father’s furry body sent jolts of pleasure all across his body and his cock was at a nearly non-stop flow of precum that soaked its way into his father’s hair.

Adam smiled as he watched his “pup” grind into him with such need and passion. It was then that his entire body began to give off a dim red glow, one that not only raised his body temperature even further, but now filled him with a strange sense of strength and power. He could feel his son’s passion…his need…his…Desire… filling his entire body.

And now he wanted to taste it…

Adam let out a low growl as he reached back behind Cameron and gently lifted him off his chair. The smaller man felt like he weighed nothing to him, and he was clearly too lost in his own pleasure to try and protest being moved. Adam gently moved both of them away from the chair and towards Cameron’s bed, where he slowly set him down.

Adam slowly pulled away from his son, making the smaller man wine in protest until he started to feel his fathers tongue making its way across his stomach and down towards his groin.

Cameron let out a low moan, his body twitching from all the sensations as Adam made his way towards his needy cock. With hardly any strain or pressure, Adam wrapped his tongue around Cameron’s shaft, causing the smaller man to cry out in pleasure while Adam got to work at pleasuring his pup.

With such a flexible tongue and a larger mouth, Cameron’s cock offered no challenge for Adam to take into his mouth. He started off slow, savouring and drinking in his sons precum while also taking in the power he felt from fulfilling his sons long-kept desires. He learned just how badly he had wanted him…how he had spent so many long nights pleasuring himself of the idea of the two of them being together. Of all the plans he had made, his attempts to seduce him without him ever really ever realizing it. His son was a deviant…a horny pervert that wanted his own father to treat him like the sex toys he had kept hidden from him as well.

He couldn’t be prouder…

The light that had filled Adams body slowly then began to glow brighter around the larger man’s Adams apple as he continued to please his son. Once it reached a soft glow, it then shot from Adams throat, running along his long and flexible tongue until it started to seep its power into his son’s shaft.

A bright red light then started to shine from between Adams lips as he bobbed his head up and down. Soon his movements started to grow longer and more strained, as the cock in his mouth was starting to change.

As the unearthly energy’s where being poured from father into son; Cameron’s shaft started to grow and swell with size. Like his dad, the flesh first turned a deep red, but then his once mushroom shaped tip began to twist and reshape itself to a point in an instant. A knot then rapidly began to form and swell at his shafts base, all while a protective sheath began to form around his skin. It then started to grow, pushing its way past his natural 8 inches and more towards a foot-long monster.

Just like his dad…

The sensation of feeling his own sons cock growing in his maw filled Adam with power and pride. Cameron’s desires only tasted more potent as the new tool he had gifted him flooded his mouth and body with his sons need. As his cock finished its changes, Cameron suddenly lost all resistance as his cock throbbed in Adams mouth, spending the small amount of human seed he still possessed. The salty tang was pleasant to Adam, but he knew that this was only the beginning of what he could soon produce. As Cameron finished shooting, he slowly pulled himself away from his son, drinking in the small load with a satisfied slurp.

Adam looked down at his son to take in the full view of his handywork, Cameron’s shaft a massive spire of sex and lust. One that would be a near match for his own, although maybe not just quite as long.

Yet…

Cameron was gasping for breath after having come off another orgasm so soon, but his canine cock was still throbbing and ready for another round as it let out a near stream of precum that soaked its way into his skin. As he finally got to have his own view of his changed cock, it let out a powerful shot of precum that arched across the centre of his stomach and landed square in the middle of his pectorals. It was there, where the precum soaked into his skin, that his own hair follicles were stimulated into growth.

It was red, much like Adams, but it was a brighter and more vibrant shade than that of his own. But unlike his dad it didn’t spread across his entire body. It also only just reached its way to his pubes, but it did stimulate some growth that formed a bright red trail from his cock to his navel.

“D…dad…please…oh god…it feels so good…” Cameron moaned as he tried to reach down and pleasure himself.

Adam let out a low growl of approval, then lifted his sons’ legs once again so that they were draped over his massive shoulders. Giving him easy access to his exposed asshole.

Cameron let out a started yelp as he was so suddenly moved upwards. But it was then he could finally get a closer look of his changed member. It was big…bigger than it had ever been and bigger than he had ever seen on another man. Or maybe on any other animal would be more accurate…

He was almost able to snap himself out of his stupor when suddenly he felt his father’s tongue probing at his hole. Once again, his body started to shake out of pleasure as his hands shot to his sides, gripping tightly onto his bed sheets as he desperately tried to hang onto something. Whatever his dad was doing, it was pushing him to the edge with an almost maddening intensity. He could almost feel himself ready to cum once more when he then finally felt his father’s tongue enter him.

“Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuuck….” Cameron moaned.

Not only did Adam’s forked tongue seem to have some sort of property that made everything it touched feel amazing, but it also seemed to relax his insides so much that his dad could enter him without barely any resistance.

This gave Adam the opportunity to savagely rim his sons hole, preparing and lubing him all while probing him for his sweet spot…

Until he found it.

Cameron let out a gasp, then a moan as his entire body quaked while his canine cock let out a powerful burst of seed that struck Cameron directly in the chin. The next shot then fired its way into his hair, then another shot its way across his face, nearly missing his eyes.

Cameron couldn’t even begin to describe the sensation; it was like his dad was MILKING his cock without even touching it. He soon found that his mouth was agape, gasping for breath, but leaving himself with an opening he hadn’t expected.

With one final press to his prostate, Adam forced one final shot out of his son, which sent the blast directly into his open mouth.

Cameron sputtered as he felt the hot liquid hit his tongue, but after realizing what it was, he gladly swirled it around in his mouth before swallowing.

But it was then that another change began to overtake him.

His tongue, having tasted his own seed began to grow longer in his mouth. Still lost in the aftermath of his forced orgasm, Cameron didn’t resist as his tongue snaked its way out of his mouth. The pink flesh grew rapidly, and even longer than his own fathers had. Soon the length was almost to a point where it was brushing against the bottom of his chest, and its forked tip was slowly beginning to make its way towards his exposed nipples.

Acting out of his own overwhelming lust…or perhaps some perverse instinct. Cameron’s tongue began to swirl around one of his nipples, its flesh growing dark while even more began to grow along the length of his abdominals.

Back from Adams perspective, he was pleased that he was able to satisfy his pup so easily. But he was more impressed just how loose and ready his hole was, while still keeping enough resistance to give gentle grip on his tongue.

He was ready…

Still limp and exhausted, Cameron didn’t resist as he was lifted up off from his fathers’ shoulders and flipped until he was on all fours, his ass pointed upwards where a small nub was rapidly growing larger by the moment.

“You’ve got a sweet hole my pup…but now its time to take your daddy’s dick…” Adam said as he placed his two hands on his sons’ cheeks, spreading them apart.

Cameron could only moan, his body feeling weak from nearly three orgasms in such quick succession.

“What was that…? I didn’t hear you…” Adam growled softly.

“G…give it to me…” Cameron said in a weakened voice.

“Sorry? What was that pup?” Adam asked again.

“I said…fuck me dad…” Cameron responded, his voice gaining more strength.

“I don’t think you really want this pup…” Adam said as he positioned his cock right above his son, grabbing the shaft with one hand and bringing it down with a heavy slap against his butt cheek.

Cameron moaned, but then his body started to heat up…a glow began to fill his body just like his dads. Adam could feel his son’s strength growing and his passions building. Cameron then turned his head back, looking directly at his father…his sire…with eyes as red as his own.

“Fuck me!” Cameron shouted.

“That’s my boy…” Adam said proudly as he positioned himself and pointed the tip of his cock into Cameron’s hole.

The two men shivered at the contact. Adams cock leaking a much more controlled flow of precum from its tip, which he then used for lube as he stroked his shaft a few times to prepare.

Cameron squirmed, clearly impatient as his body continued through its changes. Underneath his hair where one of his earlier shots of cum had landed, two nubs had begun to sprout and where rapidly growing. They soon emerged as two smaller points that only just breached his hairline. Not nearly as long as his fathers, but still looking impish and cute. Although they could still be very deadly.

As Adam slowly began to enter his son, the nub at the base of Cameron’s back suddenly burst forward in a sudden rush of growth, giving him a long, spaded tail just like his father. It writhed around for a few moments, before suddenly standing erect.

Like a snake, the tail wrapped around Adams mid-section as best as it could, and it began gently pulling him forward.

Adam however did not need any more encouragement as he sunk nearly half of his member into his son.

And then…they stopped.

The two changed men stayed almost perfectly still for a moment, their breathing soft and shallow…until something strange began to happen.

First, it started as a brighter red glow from Adam, one that began at his heart and began to spread throughout his body. It completely overtook the light he had been emitting before, causing him to almost “glow”.

Adam felt his body temperature rise and his restraints fall. Adam snarled and leaned forward, his body covering his sons as he grabbed hold of the side of Cameron’s face possessively. Cameron let out a moan as he felt his fathers cock enter him almost to his knot. He was feeling some discomfort at the sudden force, but that was quickly followed by a pleasurable fullness that he feared he would become addicted to.

Adam then started to move again, but at a much more feral and savage pace. He was mercilessly pounding and fucking his son, reaching almost to the point where his knot would breach into Cameron but not quite able to make it through that last threshold. Cameron could feel his father’s frustrations and lust, but he was too lost in his own pleasure for him to do or say anything about it. All he could feel was the growing heat in his guts and the strength that came with it.

The light in Cameron then started to intensify much like his fathers, the two men shining with a deep red light. Cameron’s body then started to pulsate and grow as he swelled with size and power. Adam’s body also seemed to pulse to the same beat of his sons, however his changes where much more drastic than they had ever been before.

Cameron could feel his back and lats growing, the strength of his father passing into him as his modest pectorals grew into massive slabs of meat. One by one his abdominals swelled into a defined and irresistible shape, even taking on another row as he began to sport a solid 8-pack. His arms and legs where next to grow, with every savage thrust his father gave him moving him less and less as he grew stronger and sturdier. It was then as he could feel his father growing closer to the end, that his long black hair grew outwards, spreading across his back in a mighty mane that ended with bright red tips.

Adam’s changes started as all of his strength and power was compacted into a new shape, while still growing in overall size. However, soon he was taking on a foreign posture and what little of his human skin was completely enveloped by fur. As his body started to hunch forward, his face began to grow outwards, making him growl and snarl with the frustration of not being able to cum all while his human face was re-shaped into that of a canine muzzle. The rest of his body writhed as joints re-positioned themselves and bones moved painlessly to warp Adam into his new shape. Soon the bent over posture of his body was becoming more comfortable as his spine re-shaped itself to being at its most natural on all fours. His hands and feet where the last to change. His thumbs disappeared into his flesh as the red fur enveloped his hands, each finger and toe morphing into a massive paw with a wicked claw at its end that he could unsheathe at will.

The two men’s bodies began burning with heat and passion, burning away any remaining clothing Cameron was wearing and burning the bedsheets to cinders. However, neither of them was bothered by it. It only drove them on harder and harder than ever before. They continued on for a few more minutes, shaking the bedframe to its very limit until finally the final changes settled into place. Adam gave one final thrust, his knot pushing past the final barrier that was the last of Cameron’s resistances.

And father and son…where tied together.

Adam reeled back and let out a bone-chilling howl as flames erupted from his new muzzle. Cameron joined in the chorus as well, though through a moan that seemed to harmonize with his father’s howl as his guts were filled with a near gallon of infernal seed while he spent his own all over his mattress.

A fire then quickly started to grow on the mattress as the massive hellhound and the demi-demon he had just sired where igniting nearly anything they touched. With Cameron only having a wooden bedframe, it was soon overwhelmed by the combined weight and force that it had been put through. With a shower of splinters, the legs under the bedframe gave way and sent the mattress down onto the floor, sending a shockwave upward that extinguished the flames and sent the two lurching forward.

With the sudden chaos over, the two were left panting, their long tongues lolling out of their mouths while their bodies where still quaking from their orgasms.

Father and son sat there for a while, basking in the afterglow until Adam leaned down to nuzzle his changed face against his sons. Cameron smiled and reciprocated, the two cuddling together in a heavy pile while Adams knot kept the two together.

No words needed to be exchanged between them. They both knew exactly how the other felt, and they both knew that this session would only just be the first of what would become a VERY long night…