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Hypnobear Story 1: Daddy's Curse

Written by: TiranMaster

Warning: Lots of incestual dad & son sex

Smiling to myself, I lit the candles at the table as I glanced at the clock, four o'clock, it would be another hour before Tiffany would come by. It was my twenty-fifth birthday, and so we'd planned for a special night, we'd be eating a meal prepared by a personal friend who was a fantastic cook, and then we'd be watching some movies. Hopefully she'd be in the mood by the end, and with a few glasses of wine over the movie I was sure she would be. All in all, the night should be wonderful... and that's when there was a knock on the door. Glancing over at the clock once more, I reaffirmed that it wasn't time just yet. Walking over to the door I glanced through the peephole to see a massive man standing on the other side, he looked... familiar, but I was sure I'd never seen him before.

Opening the door, I found myself looking up at the man, and though I'd seen him through the peephole it certainly didn't prepare me for how massive he really was. A tall man a thick head of hair, an equally thick beard, and tanned skin covered in a variety of tattoos. "How... may I help you?" I asked, feeling a bit ill at ease with the enormous man so close to me.

The man grinned showing off pearly whites that certainly would've gleamed even late at night, he stepped closer to me, uncomfortably close if I was being honest. "Son! So glad to finally meet ya, give your pops a hug!" He swept me into a hug without waiting for confirmation, his arms were massive and they took my fairly small frame in easily, though I certainly wasn't happy with the unwelcome gesture. Pushing at him, I quickly made room as he pushed past me into my home, barely fitting into the small confines of my little home.

"Excuse me, who the hell do you think you are? You're not my father," I growled, starting after the stranger as he picked up a small vase and looked it over curiously. "At least, you'd better not be, you'd have a lot of guts to not show your face for twenty five years!" Despite the cheery mood I'd been in mere minutes ago, I was now quickly getting angry as my hands clenched into balls.

Setting the vase down, the man turned his head to glance at me, looking me up and down with... disappointment? "Still hasn't kicked in yet... damn, well it shouldn't be too long now. Once our dads arrive it's pretty quick," he said with a chuckle, strolling into the kitchen and glancing around at the delicate setup I'd put together. "Oh, have a guest coming tonight? Great, it'll make this all much easier!"

"What the hell are you talking about?! Get out, now!" I felt myself growing angrier by the moment, I reached into my pocket and snatched my cell phone out. "Get out, or else I'll call the cops!" My hand shook slightly as I held it out, I was so wrapped up in my anger that I ignored the growing heat in my chest, the slight itch of my skin.

The man continued through the kitchen into my living room and stripped off his shirt revealing bulging muscles, the light of the room glistening on his skin. There were tattoos everywhere, celtic knots that stood out on each facet of his skin, his armpits were bushy with more untamed hair. "No you won't, son, the magic won't allow you to leave now that you're here with me. Even before phones came about, we couldn't leave until the ritual was complete." He turned around and I blinked a few times, I swore... I swore that he looked like a bear for a moment. A large ursine creature standing before me, clothes barely clinging onto his form, his eyes a bright green... then it was gone. "There it is, I can feel the magic now. You have the light in your eyes now too, I can see it. I've been excited to finally meet ya, to bring you properly into our family."

Shaking my head, I dialed 911, fully determined to call the police and get this freak out of my house. When I held up the phone to my ear though, I heard nothing but a strange distant tinkling sound, like crystals blowing in the wind. "What... what the fuck is going on?! Is this a dream or something?" My mouth now felt dry as that warmth within was growing, my skin felt tingly, my hands felt... wrong. "Did you slip me something?!"

"You're not completely wrong, I did slip you something, but not drugs of any sort. No, with your birth, you were given the same curse each of us has. Well... some would call it a curse, those who don't understand it. We are blessed by the gods of the wilds, and you are to join our kind in our family." His words seemed distant as the warmth blossomed within me, spreading throughout my body, my skin growing sweaty as I could feel the temperature of the room growing hotter. My eyes flashed over to the clock, it looked as if time had stopped... it was only a minute after I'd last looked at it, but we'd been talking for longer than that. "Don't worry about time, son, it'll pass as fast as it needs to for our meeting to finish."

That didn't make me feel any more comfortable, I set the phone down, though I noticed that the screen had broken from the pressure I'd been putting on it. Looking at my hand, I realized it was bigger... hell, my arm was bigger, I was getting bigger. "What the fuck is this?" I was scared, I needed to get out, I needed to run away. The stranger reached out before I could even make a step though, his strength and speed surprising me as I was unable to pull out. "Who are you?!" Was my voice growing deeper too?

Rather than look upset, the man just smiled, his eyes shining bright and green as they met my own. "Like I said, I'm your father, cub, here to bring you back into the family. Upon our twenty fifth year, the magic collects us, takes us in. We are blessed with the bear gods' magic, and we are blessed with his form." That didn't make me any more comfortable, but even so, his words rang true in my ears. I could feel something growing within, that warmth continuing to radiate through me, my father's touch seeming to call out to it.

"You.... you left, you left the night that you slept with my mom." I remembered how upset my mom was over him leaving, she'd talked about him several times, and though she'd gotten married to someone else she'd always seemed sad about my biological father. This close to him though, I could see the resemblances, the way he smiled and his ears looked much like my own when I looked in the mirror. The way he cocked his head... it was so much like my own, though I'd never chalked it up to a quick from my father. "How could you have found me... you never popped up in my mom's life again?"

He reached out and tapped my chest, that feeling growing warmer with his touch, it felt... so good, and... erotic? That though should've horrified me, but I could only feel my cheeks blush as he spoke. "The magic, it binds us forever, son. As it did to me and my father, and our cousins to theirs, it is a constant magic that binds the family. You will learn to love it, it will embrace you, it will transform you." I knew it was changing me already, moments ago my father had been looming over me, but I was growing taller. It didn't feel like I'd grown inches in seconds, but I couldn't argue the fact that I was swelling in size. Even my muscles were growing, it was horrifying... or it should've been, but I couldn't pull my thoughts out of how amazing my father's eyes were.

"This isn't right, magic doesn't exist," I insisted, weakly trying to push him away. To my surprise with my growing body I was able to push him back slightly, that fact lit a light in his eyes, a smile playing across his muzzle... face. He pushed me back into a nearby wall, I grunted as my back ran into the wall, I noticed then that my shirt was riding up on me. "You need to stop, I don't want this." My pleading seemed to fall on deaf ears though as he smelled me, like some sort of animal, taking several deep snorting sniffs. I got the impression of an ursine muzzle in my head once more, a large beastial black nose sniffing at my fur... skin.

"It doesn't matter what you want before you turn twenty five, boy, the magic will take you and make you into one of us. We are all family, we are all intertwined by the magic, you are part of this. The magic makes us take a mate on the night of our twenty fifth year, it promises procreation for a new son. That son will one day join the family upon their own twenty fifth, it is a cycle, you are part of that cycle. Once our duties are complete though, the fun can start." His voice growled with the word fun as he nipped my neck, it felt... electrifying. Despite myself, my feet curled in pleasure at the sensation, my socks shredding as my claws ripped through them. Wait... claws?

Groaning at the sensation of him nipping my neck, I pushed back once more, witnessing him in a weird sort of filter. On one side, I saw the human, my father, a regular man... and on the other I saw a bear, a big muscled bear who looked at me with the same glowing green eyes. His teeth glinted in the light, his big ripped body pinning me easily. Though... how would I have pushed back a bear? I saw in his reflective eyes a brief flash of myself, in one I could see me... or an altered version of me, bigger, more alike to my father, facial hair growing in at an astonishing rate. The other eye showed a bear, well... one in transformation. A muzzle was growing, fur was sprouting, his eyes glazed over. "What... the fuck?" I managed.

Pinning me back, the bear grinned wide before he kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth, my pants couldn't take all the changes I heard them tearing around my growing ass. I knew I shouldn't want this, but everything was telling me how great it really was, I pushed back and allowed my tongue to dance with his for a moment before he pulled back. I couldn't deny the reality that I'd felt a muzzle, not a human mouth, but it still shook me to my core as I stared at him. "Feel that, boy? That's the magic, that's what pushes us, and that's what drives us to be a powerful ursine family. More than that though," his expression grew lewd as I felt him reach around and grab my ass. "That's what makes us so damn horny for each other. Our patron god was beseeched for the ultimate power of manhood and fatherhood, so he bestowed it upon an ancestor long ago, and crafted us."

Within me the magic was roaring its ascent to this proclamation, I would've resisted if I could, but the ritual now had its claws in me. My cock was rock hard, more so than I could've imagined possibly, my balls felt heavier too. "D... dad... I... please, stop this." I wanted to get away, I could only think of my life as I knew it, of my wonderful girlfriend, of my loving mother. Somehow I knew that if I didn't fight, I would lose it all, the magic would bring me into the family's clutches. My mother had only met my dad before he'd gone completely awol, no DNA tests had been able to pick him out anywhere, instead I'd been left fatherless for all my life. Now he appeared, and was trying to drag me into some sort of bear cult?

"There is no stopping the ritual, boy." The way he said boy made my entire body clench up, I felt so aroused by this point, and the way that his ursine voice growled on some words. I realized now that he wasn't wearing pants, either they'd slipped off, or he'd never been wearing them in the first place. Our erections bounced up against one another, letting me know that my underwear had given up the ghost as I was looming at my father's height now, and the room was full of the smell of bear musk.

"I'm... so horny," I finally moaned, looking at my dad with such excitement that I could hardly contain it. In his eyes' reflection I now only saw a bear with dark black fur that resembled his own, he looked horny, and I knew that I'd undergone the change. Somehow though the magic hadn't completed its course yet though, it still blazed under my pelt, it screamed at me to complete the process. This time I initiated the kiss, allowing my tongue to invade his mouth, tasting him like he was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. We wanted each other... or was it the magic making us want each other? Such thoughts were hard to fight through, he was groping me all over, feeling my body, running his claws through my fur.

When his hands left my chest to stop pushing me, I had a moment of clarity, my eyes snapping open as I realized I'd shut them. With an ursine grunt I pushed him back, launching him through a side table of my couch. The bear laying there looked stunned for the moment, blinking a few times as I ran towards the front door. My cock was still rock hard even as I ran, the magic was reeling against me, telling me to continue. I needed this though, I needed to escape, I needed to stay me! Those brief moments of clarity I could feel the magic fading just a bit, the thick pelt of fur slowly started to recede, my height dropping slightly towards my original height. If I could break this off, maybe I would return to normal, even time seemed to be speeding back to regular speed.

When my hand touched the doorknob though, I realized that I was completely nude, even if I managed to run I'd be arrested for indecent exposure. That moment of hesitation though was all that it took for my father to take control again, he lumbered up and grabbed me by the shoulders and twisted me around, pulling my gaze back into his glowing green eyes. "Close one, cub, but you won't be leaving. Now let us connect, let the magic completely embrace you, join the family lineage."

This time the magic wasn't going to let go, I knew it as soon as we connected once more, the touch of his skin against mine was enough to completely ensnare me. I let out a low loan growl of a bear as I swelled up once more, the magic bringing me in line, the desire completely overwhelming common sense. Our muzzles were soon pressing hard into one another, loud ursine grunts leaving our chests as I couldn't get enough of him. My erection bumping up against his now and again as I felt my hands brushing through his fur, admiring his enormous body, knowing that soon I would be part of the family.

All throughout me I was being completely changed, knowing that the spell that allowed my father to pass as human was being passed to me, along with the knowledge of the family. The rules were being impressed upon me, the knowledge that after tonight I wouldn't return to human society until the day that my own son turned twenty five. I should've been disgusted, repulsed by this cycle, but instead I was driven even hotter and hornier. My balls slapped up against my dad's as we clumsily stumbled away from the front door, slamming into a wall and leaving an imprint there as our huge bodies made the human architecture into kindling. I knew this all didn't matter though, the humans wouldn't be able to recognize that something strange was going on, and by the time someone came in to see the mess for what it properly was I'd be long gone in the family's grasp.

Our muzzles broke off as we started nipping at one another, needing to taste each other, so needy that I was high with the arousal I was feeling. He grunted at me to turn around, I did so, hardly thinking of the ramifications as I peered over my shoulder at him. Both of us were lost to the ritual, I couldn't even remember my name at that point, I was just a bear, my father's son, another lost to the curse of the ursine god. I nearly roared when he penetrated me, his weight soon pressed up against my back as he was slamming into me with a lot of force. The sound of slapping could be heard throughout my small abode, the magic was throbbing in time with my father's movements, the fucking the sealing act of the spell. First my father would mount me, and then I would reciprocate, that thought had my balls throbbing with the spunk gathering within.

Humanity was fleeting, I knew that I would be able to appear human when I desired, but around the family that would be very little. I wondered what life would be like there, that wasn't part of what the magic gave me, though I had a feeling from my father's tanned skin that I'd be spending a lot of time out in the sun. My father's growls turned into low rumbling roars as he came closer and closer to climaxing, his part of the ritual almost finished. Both of us tensed up as he released, the hot gush of his sperm inside of me creating the first part of the ritual complete, the magic seething as he pulled out with a loud pop. We didn't immediately jump into the next part though as I turned and tackled him, kissing him once more, my cock still rigid as we rolled about the living room.

The furniture within the room was soon demolished as we barely paid them any heed, his breath was hot on my face as we continued our little game. Somewhere off in the distance I thought I heard a long slow sound of someone knocking, likely the friend who'd supposed to deliver my food, but I barely could think of that. The ritual demanded me to complete my part, and I had no intention by this point of pulling out. As my ass dripped with my parent's juices, I finally turned him over, growling as I saw his enormous rear. Pulling his furry cheeks apart, I started to pound into him as I wrapped my arms about him, unable to resist biting into his neck.

If it hurt, my dad didn't seem to mind as he growled, pushing and pulling in time with my cock. Part of me wondered how many times he'd done this, likely a lot with how experience he was in comparison, but I didn't have to think too long as I was well past the point of foreplay. My balls were ready, the magic was primed like a trigger, and I was the pulling force. With long elongated roar, I came, my entire body tensed as the magic finished its transformation upon me, body and soul. My eyes were likely burning just as brightly as my dad's at this point, not that I cared, I was embraced and proud of the magic that I'd fused with. My cock was deep in my father's rear as I continued to pump my semen into him, feeling the power of the manhood that had been gifted to me, the blessing of fatherhood he'd shared with me.

Slowly I slid out, my enormous shaft dripping as I fell back onto my ass, both of us gasping for air for a few minutes. My dad recovered faster than I did, he turned and grinned at me before resuming human form, and though I saw him more as the human I could recognize the bear here now. "Good work, son." I felt proud as he reached out and scratched under my muzzle, my entire body aglow with a mixture of magic and post orgasm bliss. "You know what to do from here, once you're all finished up with the final step, you can leave this place. You'll find me, and in the morning we can leave this place so you can meet the family."

"Can... can we have more fun... tonight?" I asked, almost pleading as my cock hardened up once more to my own surprise. Apparently my new body came with a lot more energy than I'd had than before, already I could feel the eagerness of another roll with him. My dad's eyes flashed green as he smiled, and I knew the answer as he stood and pulled clothes back on. It only took a couple of minutes before he was walking out the door while I was struggling to climb back to my feet, aware of how messy the room was, and how much I smelled of sex. Looking over at the clock, I saw that it was fifteen minutes until Tiffany got to the house. A smile spread across my face as I assumed a human form once more, well aware that a new tattoo had formed itself upon my shoulder, the first step of a tattoo that would grow over the years. I could barely wait until everything was finished, we'd be skipping dinner, the magic would make sure that we'd have a fine time. I was looking more forward to what would happen after, my father would be waiting for me, and the rest of our family.