Freud Didnt Just Invent the Oedipus Complex
#3 of Freud is Bullshit
He was the first to experience it. The story is not incest related, I just thought it was funny. CW for Transformation, Alcohol Use, Hermaphrodites, Semi-NC
Drifting down an urban highway, a young man pulled up his hood. The first snow of the winter had fallen the day before, and even now as the sun began to set only a third of the frozen precipitation had melted away. This allowed for ice slicks to develop, but this was not a concern for the youth as he stepped sure-footedly and with conviction.
The young man was named Thomas, a stringy young thing with a face gaunt from months of poor dietary choices. To be honest, the past year of Tommy's life had been devoted to booze, a large commitment for a twenty-two year old boy just coming into his manhood. He did not know that manhood was not in his horoscope. Had he read the fortune cookie given to him with a meal for the tab for which he ducked out on, he might have been more careful that night.
"Beware the kindness of strangers, for even their good deeds merit caution."
After leaving the fourth bar of his night, Thomas stumbled slowly out into the snow, the cries of the bartender he stiffed ringing on deaf ears. A slight smile broke across his face, and he wiped the bangs left long by lack of attention from his eyes. It was a nice night, aside from the snow of course. But for Thomas it was about the most beautiful night he had ever seen.
As he hobbled down the street, nearly incapacitated by whiskey and domestic piss-water, Thomas spotted a shiny metal tag in the grass on the easement that he was walking through. Almost falling flat on his face as he leaned down to claim his shiny bounty, Thomas snatched the thing up and tried to read through his daze.
"Exotic Encounters"
The title was printed plainly, in a bold font, but without any context or description provided. It was then that he flipped the small metal business card over and found even more ominous lettering.
"Fulfill your desires. And we pay you." The tag read, with a small print address underneath.
Trying as he could, Thomas recalled a construction project that had finished a couple weeks ago and seemed to be about where the address on the card said.
It was about a half hour hike for Thomas, but the time flew by in his alcohol addles mind. Curiosity had overwhelmed him, and he found himself standing outside of an almost apartment-looking complex sporting nothing but a simple painted sign.
"Exotic Encounters" It read, simple black stencil against steel. A make-shift now hiring sign was affixed to the bottom. Thomas had never been one to hold down a job for too long, but he felt oddly drawn to the building. He briefly contemplated whether or not he had had a bit too much to drink, but that thought was quickly dismissed as he opened the blacked out front door, an entire world melting behind him.
Thomas stepped into a well decorated waiting room, only a few chairs and a loveseat in sight. As he looked around he saw a desk window off to the side and walked towards it.
"Hello?" He slurred, desperate if anything to just find out what this strange place was. Not many businesses would be open at 3am on a Thursday.
What walked up to the window should have startled the young man, but nothing really seemed out of the ordinary. Even as a slender, insanely bust hyena-woman walked up to his he didn't even flinch, Something about her was oddly alluring, and as she introduced herself as Aimee the young man could not help staring at her enormous breasts in his drunken stupor.
The hyena was every bit a woman and her plentiful bosom, restrained only by a tiny latex bikini, seemed to be idly leaking something akin to milk. Her netherlips, which could just barely be seen over the top of the receptionists desk were leaking themselves, a thick substance which was quickly soaking the chair in which she sat.
He had to have been tripping, perhaps he had gotten dosed at the last bar but frankly he wasn't alarmed at all.
"Hi, I'm Aimee!" the hyena said happily as she looked him over.
"Here for a job, are you?" she asked with slight prejudice apparent on her muzzle, "You seem like a decent candidate."
Not even twenty minutes later Thomas found himself on something similar to a golf cart, driving down a nondescript hall with only numbered rooms passing him by. He could have sworn that he saw two half horse creatures kissing at the end of a side hallway, both incredibly feminine aside from the gargantuan erections protruding from their groins and the girthy tongue protruding from ones mouth, which the other was serving diligently.
"That's Casey and Jen," the hyena said with a predatory smile, "Two of our newest employees. They love it here."
The last statement became obvious as the cock-tongued horse began to orgasm and nearly suffocated his mate with the expulsion of cum from his tongue. Thomas was sure that the stud winked at him. Almost in a teasing way, like he might see him later.
The cart eventually came to a stop and Thomas' hyena companion hoped out abruptly.
"Room 316," the plaque read. "Since you've already signed all the paperwork, I thought we would go ahead and get you started. You will love it here."
With that the hyena withdrew a large blue capsule from her bosom and placed it squarely on her long canine tongue before grabbing Thomas and shoving her muzzle against his still human face. Her tongue darted into his unwitting mouth quickly, not just transferring the capsule into his mouth but practically down his throat.
Thomas could almost feel the capsule hit his stomach, and as it did a strong feeling of relaxation began to overcome him.
"That drug will make you susceptible to the transformative secretions of one of our newest employees. You are in luck, based on your paperwork you and Luke should get along fantastically. You will be so perfect. I'll see you on the other side, Tammy."
'Paperwork?' Thomas thought, not recalling filling out anything on paper. Was he even awake? It all just felt like a dream.
Pushing doubt and fear aside, Thomas reached out for the bronze door handle and jerked forward. bathing a dimly lit interior in unwelcome light. He was confronted with a red and black bedroom, the sheets appearing to be made of silk or velvet. Was he in a brothel?
"Side effects of the drug are increased libido and decreased inhibitions. Have fun!"
Curiosity was silenced as his wandering eyes fell upon a dark figure laid across the plush bed.
"You are Thomassssss, yesss?" the dark figure asked. Thomas felt drawn to this ominous sillhouettte, speaking with a slightly nervous stutter.
"Y-yes... what are you?"
Curiosity had overwhelmed him, and as he asked that fateful question a light in the ceiling was turned on, bathing the creature in light.
Before the young man laid a large snake-like creature, possessing the torso of a man, albeit covered in cales, yet the lower body of a snake. Dark black scales covered the creatures body, and the obsidian upper body of the creature was laid seductively across the bed. Abdominal muscles bulged underneath the midnight scales, and a long and sinuous snakes tail hung off the side of the bed where a mans legs might be. Eight feet of dormant power slid off the bed, coils moving aside to reveal a large, red, barbed and ridged member.
The creatures tool seemed to beg for attention, the ridges and barbs nearly flexing in anticipation of a proper orifice.
"I am your creator. Come, the process will move much more quickly if you drink," the naga said as he gestured to his turgid red cock.
Thomas almost couldn't control himself, his mouth was already so close and the dark black precum dripping from the creatures tip looked so appetizing.
In moments Thomas had dove down on his reptilian companion's stiff cock, it felt as if his body was in overdrive. He couldn't control himself. The second that the dark, corrupted precum touched his tongue Thomas moaned around the cock filling his throat, and he began to feel his entire body tingle.
His face pushed out into a short reptilian muzzle, a lengthened snout allowing him to pleasure his sire more completely. Bright green scales emerged abruptly across his visage, a longer and more forked tongue allowing him to taste every bump and ridge of his master's shaft.
As Thomas's new longer tongue encircled that reptilian cock it spat forth a rush of corrupted pre before absolutely exploding in his mouth. He swallowerd every drop he could but yet some escaped, iridescent black cum dripping down his bright green maw. His longer tongue lapped it up, but his frightening mouth opened in bliss as his ass was penetrated by the naga's girthy tail.
Lime green scales began to cover his entire body, his feet slowly shifting to a digitigrade stance while his hands erupted with dark black claws more appropriate for a set of talons.
"Almossssst," the creature whispered, its head darting forward suddenly as it sunk a long pair of fangs into Thomas' neck.
It should have hurt but the pain never came, instead his body was overwhelmed with a strange euphoria,
Thomas' nipples began to tingle, even before the naga began to trace his fangs across his chest. His body's reaction was strange, it just felt so damn good but his nipples began to push outward above a rise of pillowy flesh.
He was a bright green reptile with boobs. Where was this in the paperwork he signed? Everything seemed so weird, but it felt so fucking good.
Regular human appendages had become scales and tipping with deadly black claws. Feet were remade in a reptilian image, his arms and legs slendered while his hips and wast expanded and slimmed respectively, putting him well within child-rearing proportions.
Thomas' breasts were easily to double D's by now, and as his ballsack retreated into his body a new feature of his anatomy took its place. A wide reptilian slit took its place, even as his own erect member split into two turgid hemipenes complete with the ridges and barbs of his master.
The serpent's tail embedded in his ass promptly withdrew and plunged into his new aching pussy, stoking a wild fire within him.
"You are perfect," the serpent said seductively, "You are now in complete synchronization with your true self."
With the approval of her lord and master, Tammy orgasmed for the first time as a female and a reptilian. Her pussy clenched around her creator's tail, spurting shiny black cum around its girth.
Nothing had ever felt so good, and as she felt herself getting wrapped in her master's coils the door opened, revealing an equine hunk with a limp horsecock hanging from her mouth. "Did i misth it?" she asked, adjusting her breasts within the ridiculous latex bra that Tammy knew she would be wearing soon.
"Just in time, Casey," the naga replied with a sultry tone. "She is mine, but the serum hasnt quote worn off yet perhaps you could endow my new mate with a couple aspects of your peculiar anatomy."
Tammy gulped, prospects wide and eyes even wider as she came face to face with a nearly erect equine tongue-cock.