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Chapter 9 -- Heated

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~ Sunday, November 1st, 2020 -- 5:30 AM ~

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The endless night was coming to a close. From the distance, the couple watched if they could make the whereabouts of the psychopath. They had returned to the balcony giving on the master bedroom. They saw a gathering of the monsters around the shed in the horizon, but they couldn't really discern if they were involved in an orgy or just granting Victor the karma of his life.

"Anyhow, I think we're better off without that fucker." Theodore repeated once more, shaking his head and going back inside.

"Do you think we should investigate the pool like Victor suggested earlier?" Jennifer asked him, at loss for any clues.

"I'm pretty sure it was a red herring. Victor never took this game seriously. I'm even wondering if... he might not be the imposter after all."

The fairy looked down with a sigh.

"To be frank... I don't think he was the imposter."

"Why do you say that?"

"He was too much of a loon, in my opinion." She stated. "He took this too much at heart."

"I disagree. Victor might have tried shooting our friends because he KNEW they would turn into monsters. Maybe he wanted to scare us by making them monsters."

"It's possible." The fairy shrugged, looking toward the door. "What do you say we go check the time in the dining room?"

"Yeah."

The couple silently walked out of the master bedroom and took the stairs in the hall, stepping carefully this time. Once at the destination, the lovers saw the intact grandfather clock ticking a little past 5:30. They had less than thirty minutes before they win the game. And still, this seemed like the longest half-hour of their life they've yet had to wait. They sat on chairs by the ever-burning fireplace, huddling up one against the other by the warmth of the supernatural flames.

"Who's Hope, Theo?" Jennifer asked after a while, head on his shoulder.

"Hope who?"

"I... I don't know. I think... she was one of the girls you tutored."

"Oh. That Hope." He mumbled. "Well... you said it yourself -- she was one of the girls I tutored last year."

The memory surged back to the intellectual, picturing himself again in college freshman year. Hope Kingsley was one of his classmates in Calculus. The poor babe struggled with the differential equations and Theodore couldn't help himself. He stepped in and mansplained the concept. He might have been the service nerd, but he had a talent for vulgarization. It didn't take long before Hope asked for tutoring lessons -- which Theo gladly organized at his own place. Hope was quite the chick. Taller than short Theo, she took pride in keeping herself in shape, attending cheerleading practice and the gym regularly.

Theodore blushed at the remembrance. Jennifer shifted against him. She must have noticed something was wrong because she stirred away from the shoulder she leaned on.

"Why do you ask?" He added, moving himself as he felt hot.

"I want to know the truth, Theo." His lover spoke, a tiny bit bashful, but desirous for the facts. "Did... you two have an affair?"

The first tutoring lesson had gone well, mostly revolving around explaining the basics, but also talking about their lives -- getting to know each other. On their second, the intellectual sat closer to the girl, complimenting her on the improvements since their last reunion. After the hour, he invited her to stay a little bit and enjoy a drink before heading back home. Hope knew Theodore had a partner, yet the guy insisted, making sure that his tight pants showcased the goods he had down there -- this wasn't the first time he had done this. She was reluctant, but she eventually succumbed. After three glasses, she had her lips wrapped around the ten meaty inches the short nerd packed below the belt. On the third date-lesson, they spend a quarter of the time doing maths, passing the rest of the scheduled hour screwing like rabbits.

"What the fuck, Jen? No, I did not cheat on you." He blurted out, stunned by the sudden question.

As well as he could, Theodore kept his cool. His heart rate was definitely increasing. He tried remembering if he ever let on clues about his infidelity. Did Dimitri let it on her after he caught him texting in the kitchen, earlier that evening? It hadn't been Hope -- they had not seen each other in months with covid -- but their host could have told her he found him sexting with one of his secret lovers. His pal Dimitri knew about his escapades anyway, just like Sebastian and Asher. Hell, most of the crew knew about it, save for his clueless girlfriend.

"Why do you ask me such a thing, now, this night?" He added, bewildered. "This isn't the time, Jen."

Jennifer sighed deeply, shaking her head. When she raised it again, she did not even dare looking at him.

"What were you talking about with Sebastian earlier, then, when you were looking for me by the car?" She inquired, emotionless.

"Wha-- what?"

"I heard you two when you were talking about your tutoring lessons with Hope and the others."

"Ho-- how? I thought you were upstairs!" Theodore blushed, turning at his stoic girlfriend. "I mean... yes, we've talked about my tutoring lessons, but that's all there was! Did you mishear something?"

She took a sharp inhalation.

"Why did you JUST tutor other girls?"

"What's...?" He started but the way she glared at him upon showing her expression spoke more than she let on. "It just... it just felt easier to tutor girls, that's all."

A sad smile, albeit slightly scornful, crept up her face as she looked away once more.

"Yeah. Of course. It would have been gay to sleep with guys you'd tutor, right?"

"Excuse me?!" He stood up with indignation.

"Oh! For fuck's sake!" She rolled her eye. "I'm not blind, Theo! I've answered on your phone more than once to these girls!"

"What?! How did you unlock my phone?!"

"Oh, Theo! Using the Fibonacci sequence for your password is WAY too obvious!" She snarked. "You always spent your time texting with them! Always on the go for your slutty pupils! And me, in all of that?! When did you take time for me?!"

"And when we made love earlier?! Did that not show how much I love you?!"

"You don't even call me by my name anymore when we're having sex! Are you that scared of calling me the wrong name?!"

"Jen--!"

"We never had sex after you tutored those poor girls! You always had a pitiful excuse to throw at me!" She cut him out.

"JENNIFER!" He shook her up, grabbing onto her shoulders vigorously.

The impulsive act of the intellectual was his demise; Jennifer jumped on her feet and within barely three seconds, Theodore found himself on the floor, immobilized by the karate chick.

"O-- Okay! I confess! You win!" He surrendered, his arms painfully brought behind his back. "I cheated on you... a few times... but it is YOU that I love! You, Jennifer Taylor, are the woman I want to spend my life with!"

The fairy sneered at the declaration.

"Unlike them, you are smart and witted! You speak for yourself and never let anyone step on your feet! You love Magic and card games like I do! We love to cosplay together, to attend sci-fi conventions! We've known each other for years, even!"

Jennifer couldn't help herself but shed a few tears at the declaration his boyfriend told her. She eased her grip on him, and the lad turned his back on the ground to look at her. Mascara ran down her rosy cheeks, her eyes red from the crippling fatigue. And despite the sadness, she still had a smile drawn on her pretty face.

"I want to believe you. I really do." She said, shaking her head. "But how can I ever trust you anymore if you can't even admit to me that you've been sleeping with other girls?"

Theodore tried to add something but was cut by the woman pouring her heart out.

"I've known about it for a long time, Theo. I didn't say anything because I knew... I knew you'd always come back to me. And I knew you would smile and be happy with me. I didn't mind too much, as long as we were happy together... but, the fact that you can't even be honest and tell me the truth... THAT hurt me, Theo."

The man looked at her with wide-opened eyes, feeling angry both at her and himself. He was burning with rage -- he wanted to hit his own head and to slap her for playing the innocent all this time.

"What did you expect me to say?!" He chimed, raising both arms in indignation. "Hey babe, I've been sleeping with other girls ever since I'm a tutor! Hope you don't mind!"

"You're a dumbass!" She retorted at the mockery.

"And excuse me from being cautious after you ruined your best friend's life after he's told you his secret! How did you want me to confide anything if you were to backstab me and ruin my chances of going into med school after college?! I would have lost my job AND my scholarship!"

"Really?!" She hysterically burst into laughter. "You really think I would have outed you for that?! Theo, that Roger guy broke my heart when he told me he was gay! If you had told me you wanted an open relationship -- sure --, it would have upset me! But we would still have been through this together! You would have not left me alone!"

Theodore shook his head and paced around the room, turning in circles. He glanced briefly at the clock -- twenty minutes was left.

"Where were you after we fucked into Seb's car?" He inquired.

"What? Are you blind?!" She gestured her fingers, showing the designs onto them. "I did the frickin' nail polish so that Seb did not figure out what we've done! Where did YOU go?!"

"I went back to the shed!"

"You must have had enough time to crash into the basement and do whatever sick plan of yours to Asher!" She accused vehemently.

"What?! Are you still implying I'm the imposter?!" Theodore groaned with stupefaction.

"First, we find a piece of your costume in the bar! Second, you agreed separating from Victor and Sebastian -- you could have just wanted to send Seb to his doom after calling you out! Third, there are only two of us left and I -- 100% -- know that I'm not an imposter!"

Theodore burst out laughing, shaking his head as he hid his face behind his hands.

"I get it." He declared with a delirious smirk, slowly revealing his face. "This was all but just a decoy."

Jennifer had never seen her boyfriend look at her with such a frightful face. She had to step back, the glint of the fireplace reflected in the unfaithful lad's eyes. He glanced at the shotgun they left by the flames during their heated argument. His moved his gaze at the blaming girl as hatred and betrayal blossomed in him.

"This whole night..." He started, standing straight again as he contemplated her. "It was just a fucking scheme to frame me."

"What... are you talking about?"

"Cut the crap with your bullshit, Jennifer!" Theo shouted ferociously. "I just understand it now. I must say... you almost got me there, with your gay motive."

"Theo..."

"This whole game thing -- it was just to get revenge on me for fucking with other girls! You were the fucking red herring all night, Jennifer!"

"You've gone mad..." She paled as the man before her changed like day and night, yet his physique stayed unaltered.

"Then... perhaps, Victor was not that crazy with the idea of holding on to a gun."

Jennifer glanced at the firearm by the chimney, but Theodore proved to be faster -- they had been pacing around the room for minutes and yet she just realized how he had just planned on getting closer to the weapon. Opting for her best alternative, Jennifer ran for her life.

She screamed as she heard a gunshot resounding behind her across the hall. The fairy tried to reason her insane partner with words, to at least wait until the last few remaining moments before 6 AM. But he didn't listen to her. With little to no idea what to do, she dashed for the basement -- the stairs were more manageable to step on quickly without stumbling. Getting into the miserable theatre, flashlight in hand, she looked for where she should head to avoid running into her crazy boyfriend.

"Why don't we just talk, Jen?" Theodore taunted, holding on to the weapon like a trophy as he descended the stairs. "You are always willing to talk rather than use violence, right?"

Jennifer managed to hide herself in the bathroom under the staircase, hoping Theo would go on the lookout for her. This placement would facilitate her escape to the ground floor afterward. Against all odds, her fears came to life as the man looked for the toilet first. However, before she was discovered, a door slamming somewhere across the theatre alerted him. Theo called for her tauntingly, leaving for the other direction. Jennifer benefitted of this short-lived miracle to walk out of the room and head upstairs. Just before climbing the steps, she used the jammed door to her advantage; she displaced the sofa Victor put earlier to hold it opened and pulled it shut to lock the mad lad.

She dashed back up and went for the dining room. She glanced at the clock -- in less than ten minutes, this nightmarish night would be over. She slipped a hand into her pocket, grasping the key to Seb's car. She sat down on a chair and prayed -- hoped -- for 6 AM to come by as fast as possible.

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~ Sunday, November 1st, 2020 -- 5:50 AM ~

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Theodore turned around upon hearing another door shut behind him. That bitch set him up! That was the only explanation -- how else could she have shut two doors across the basement? Those monster fags were too busy fucking in oblivion outside anyway. This only confirmed the guilt of his girlfriend -- she was a sorceress or something to put all this satanic witchcraft into place tonight.

He shook his head. He remembered the exit through the atelier via an old trapdoor. The intellectual moved into the next room and bypassed the saw table. As he got to try to escape, he realized with frustration that it was locked from the outside.

"Dang it!" He grumbled.

He had to find another way out. The atelier was a dead end, so he had to retrace his steps back into the cinema. As he entered the home gym again and went for the door, his heart skipped a beat -- something prevented it from opening in the theatre.

"Ho-- how?" The man realized in fear.

He aimed the door with the gun and shot. Nothing. He didn't have any ammunition. Suddenly, a loud noise alerted him on his left. Theodore, thrown into confusion, turned around and targeted the door leading back into the atelier with his harmless weapon, out of automatism. He waited for a few nervous-filled seconds, hoping the sound was just a fragment of his imagination. With a thundering racket, it sprung open and one of those monsters appeared, ducking and squeezing its way into the gym.

"Stay-- stay back!" Theo commanded, moving away.

To his greatest horror, he realized not only one of these creatures had entered the room, but the whole gang was coming in. With little to no option, the frightened man ran for the remaining door behind him, leading into the cellar -- another apparent dead end. With the door closed, the nerd sized up his whereabouts as fast as he could, with the faint light the dying lantern conferred him. He noticed a small marble table. With coursing adrenaline, the short lad pulled it toward the entrance with newfound strength. It would not give him much time against these huge monsters, but it was better than nothing.

Theodore glanced around, pacing across the windowless room with crushing realization. The more he analyzed his surroundings, the more he recognized he had doomed himself going into this room. That was Jennifer's fault! She was the imposter who cursed him all along the night!

The demons hit at the door, slowly pushing the heavy table away.

"Come here, little Theo." A voice called after him, which he believed was Sebastian's but could not tell for sure.

The once wizard backed away in the opposite corner of his prison, bumping a wine support wall. He glanced around him in a final attempt of escaping. Just then he did remember how there was a service lift to drag the bottles upstairs in the dining room -- where his girlfriend probably lurked still. This was his last chance of fleeing.

Thanks to his small stature and having discarded ample costume earlier, Theodore managed to slip into the narrow enclosure of the elevator. He didn't think about it at first, but after getting in, he realized he might be too heavy for it to work. The marble table pushed out of the way, the beasts barged in the room. The intellectual gasped and pressed the button without any more hesitation. Surprisingly, the lift begun dragging him up, albeit at a much slower than he would have liked, almost stalled. Fearing the demons would reach him, Theodore grabbed and pulled onto the rope ensuring the leverage went skyward. Fortunately, it gave him the needed boost to barely outrun the mindless perverts after him.

The man sweated profusely -- he couldn't let go of the cord; otherwise he'd fall back into the abyss. It took him all the strength he could gather to yank on the cable. He could see the dim light of the dining room illuminate the top of the conduit, like a glimmer of hope. However, that glow soon shifted as a figure and a bright shining beam aimed down on him.

"No! Stay down!" He heard Jennifer cry in fear.

"Look, Jen, please, don't leave me with them! I'll do everything you want!" The nerd pleaded. "I'll stop tutoring girls, I'll stop sexting! I swear! Please!"

But the girl did not reply. The crank let a screeching sound and the lift gave up. Theodore screamed as he plunged back down into the chasm, his torch dying on him. As he hit the bottom of the pit, he gasped, short of breath, facing many pairs of shining red eyes and faintly glowing white fangs in the total darkness.

"Welcome back, Theo." The beast before him greeted with a mocking tone.

Theodore yelled in fear as he felt invisible clawed hands grab and pull him out of the cramped lift. His exclamations were deafened by the demonic laughters filling the sheer blackness. The sound of glass shattering was heard as some of the monsters must have knocked down a rack or other furniture. The poor young man was taken into so many directions, feeling as if he were swimming through a sea crammed with obstacles that dictated which way he would go. Something wet splashed at his temple, making him shake and close his eyes in disgust -- only, shutting them did nothing since he couldn't see anything either or.

What he could only picture as a boner rubbed his face, making him scream further out of fear. The act of shouting his head off only served as a means for the monstrous erection to be shoved down his throat. The massive mitts held on to his skull, ramming the unimaginable hard-on in and out like a jackhammer -- and it did not even fit all in.

Indistinguishable hands kept fondling him everywhere. He felt one of these lust-crazed individuals pulling his pants down to his knees, exposing his small weak behind. Theo tried to free himself but he was locked into place by the face fucker. One twitching wet knob teased his asshole and Theodore inexorably gave up. He was going to get fucked and there was nothing more he could do. The fat swollen head pried his entrance apart. Still, no matter how hard the man clenched to shut the opening, the thing managed to slip inside anyway.

The nerd was penetrated from both ends. A wave of nausea overtook him as he did not even touch the ground, lifted like a sex doll from the two rutting beasts. His loss of sight, only amplified his other senses. He felt every inch of his abused body screaming in pain and despair. His ass was on fire, as if the rod ramming into him was made of white-hot metal, filling his intestines with molten lava-like precum. At the same time, the one assaulting his mouth kept pounding away, as if it were expanding the size of his entrance -- almost dislodging his jaw before heating up his distended neck.

The taste was horrid. He was not one to particularly like the woman's bodily fluids, but the man's was definitely much worse. He wanted to puke the bitter aftertaste the humping shaft coated his taste buds with. Unfortunately, the sheer dimensions of the gargantuan member that stretched his lips apart prevented him from spitting the disgusting liquid out.

The sound of slick fucking, beastly groans and acclamation echoed infinitely into his tortured ears. He tried to focus on what they were saying but the physicalness and brutality of their harassment made it impossible to catch on the flow of their words. His heartbeat thumped so hard with the incessant to-and-fro that his eardrums felt about to explode, buzzing with ardent fire.

Just as he thought he couldn't take any more of the outrageous boner, Theo groaned with dread as the face fucker shoved it as deep as it would go. A sickening pop resounded in his head and his lower jaw snapped, sagging down, unresponsive. A jungle-like pubic bush pressed against Theodore's face, musky odours of virility and sex empowering his nostrils all of a sudden. He couldn't even comprehend how he could simply breathe -- although with difficulty -- with the oversized organ twitching in his throat, but it didn't matter anymore. The formidable scent filled him with a newfound warmth, mellow and pleasant.

Theodore didn't realize the load he's been shot down his stomach until the monstrous beast pulled away. Left without the comfort of the manly smell, Theodore whimpered needfully. He could still feel the strong behemoth inside his ass, quickening his thrusts as if he were about to cum anytime soon. He felt different. He was in the air still, but as the face fucker walked off, another one took his place and slipped its achingly swollen dick between the sextoy's lips.

The intrusive member was not as long as the previous erection, but its girth had to be almost the double. The slackness of Theo's disembodied jaw and overly stretched rim only served better to welcome the cup-plate-sized circumference. The monster grabbed his hair and rammed into his abused face. Slowly accepting his unavoidable fate, he simply bobbed onto the dong, coating it with as much saliva as he could -- reaching as close as possible from the comforting man bush.

The ass fucker bucked hard, spasming and forcing the cocksucker further down the pole to his goal. Theo felt bliss overwhelming his body. The masculine fumes of the pubes soothed him with soft warmth while the ejaculation filling his butt flooded him with crashing torrents of sizzling lava. The man's muscles relaxed completely as blissful sensations overtook him beyond comprehension. The erection buried in his gullet slipped its way easily as Theo found his throat enlarging past reasonable measure.

The hands caressing and fondling his body made him realize how alien it seemed to him now. First, he was bloated with their essence, the clothes unfitting him. Second, not only did he feel himself becoming heavier and perhaps fatter, but he also felt stronger and bigger -- possibly taller, even. Lastly, he just acknowledged how one of these monsters was rubbing his own erection, most probably huger than the already well-gifted ten incher he sported before this night.

The demon pulled out of his ass and he grew cold. Wiggling his empty butt, Theo shivered in anticipation as another creature grabbed onto his hips, teasing the buns with the length of an overly long dong. It spurted a few shots of precum across his back and posterior, before the swordsman sheathed his weapon of destruction within his interior.

He had been the one screwing so many girls in the past, committing adultery numerous times because he couldn't keep his large dick within his pants. And yet, tonight he was the one getting fucked over by these rutting beasts until they would collapse from exhaustion. It was probably beyond 6 AM by now, but he didn't worry about the game anymore. Being banged by those horny lads was the only thing that felt right in the moment. Plus, he had seemingly already lost -- he could sense his body had started its metamorphosis into one of them. Jennifer could go to Hell for all he cared. If that bitch had put this curse upon them to frame him for his infidelity, then he'd even break the rules of this goddamned game against her.

The penis within his mouth spewed its load down Theo's pit. A considerable amount of it spurted back out as the face fucker pulled out and ejaculated the rest all over his head. Theo's obscured vision began discerning contrasts in the room. He couldn't pinpoint the details yet, but forms structured themselves with a faint reddish hue, which he attributed to the probable change of his irises. The first thing that he could clearly see before his hungry eyes was another throbbing dong being brought to him, which he gladly started sucking on.

The massive fuckstick ramming into his behind was digging in deeper than the previous ones. And yet the beast's pelvis didn't even hit his warm ticklish bottom -- which Theo believed must have grown their own thick manly hair. Movement beneath him distracted the split-roasted slut who realized one of the monsters had crawled on the floor under them. He didn't mind the sudden intruder at first, but when a hand grabbed onto his personal dick, Theodore understood. Soon, the tip of his moist lustful boner found itself guided to a hot welcoming asshole, which gladly swallowed his maleness in.

The transforming man couldn't fathom a more blissful state than he was going through in the moment. Every part of his body experienced otherworldly pleasure, pushing him beyond any comprehension of the universe. His vision grew clearer as he changed further into a beast and, yet, his mind was elsewhere, blurring his sight. He wanted this edging pleasure to never end.

With leverage to hold on to, Theodore felt his back stretch longer, packing more height on his previously diminutive frame. The creature fucking his ass didn't back off, resulting in diving his frightful tower deeper within him. It growled with satisfaction as it emptied its load into Theo's bowels simultaneously as the beast who had been using his slutty throat.

Theo basked in the expansion of his body, surging in every direction. The one he's had his manhood shoved down its hole even moaned as the organ swelled within its cavity. Not to be left undone, two more horny monsters approached to take the place of the face fucker and the ass fucker. Theodore licked his slobbery lips, noting how his teeth started to adopt a sharp tusk-like appearance, his lower jaw wider than his face, jutting out forward. He wanted every one of them.

The darkness abated around him, the world changing into red monochromatic hues. Theo gasped as he realized the size of the gigantic monster before him, whose cock -- thank Lord -- was not proportional to. Still, the kneeling and bending giant had over a footlong dick with a frightful girth to present him. The smallest guy of the bunch dove onto the tallest beast's dong. His hips kicked back and forth to satisfy both the black-furred gymnast below him and the insanely jacked steroid behemoth plowing his ass. He would have fuck all day, even forever, if he could.

Time had been so prevalent when the game had started -- and now, time didn't matter anymore. Only the pleasure of getting off, both his pals and himself, counted -- pure and primal masculine instinct. Sexuality and prudishness didn't make sense. If his buddy had to get off, he'd help him out. If he had to get off himself, he'd ask his mate to help him out. Theodore could watch the monsters around them jacking off still, despite having unloaded in him just a few moments prior. They were insatiable -- and so was he.

The sheer pounding of the rutting creature behind Theo kept hitting his sweet spot, making his dick literally piss precum down the black hair partner he was fucking. Theo felt an inscrutable sting into his fingers and toes. He acknowledged then that he was growing mighty claws like any of the other demons. While he had been lifted in the air and used by the monsters, his feet finally touched the floor, giving him some stability as his enlarging hands cracked and grabbed onto the shoulders of the dark beast.

Just as he made this realization, Theodore felt the behemoth's dong blast its enormous load into his throat, filling him with even more bulk and size, soon encompassing the width of the svelte gymnast he hunched over. The broad muscular brute behind him also crossed the orgasm threshold, inflating him further with more male seed. It fuelled his musculature to increase once more, this time with a mix of thick dry heft and soft padding. The two monsters pulled away from the overblown new member, whose ejaculation hit so hard that spunk kept dripping down the Latino's thighs.

He was one of them, now.

"Avenge the gays." The horny Theodore uttered with mischief, ready to keep the orgy going until they would die from exhaustion. "Convert the homophobes -- until there is none."