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Brotherly Love Commissioned by Pansy04 Written by Leo_Todrius

[May 14th, 2002]

The old box fan hummed gently on its wooden table, blowing cool gusts around the otherwise muggy room. The windows were closed, the blinds were drawn and they only let enough light through to give the room a vague blue glow. It was a fitting color for a fitting mood. Young Eric Turner was strewn across his bed, sobbing gently, hugging his pillow... all while his brother watched over him from the doorway. The eight year old's cheeks were reddened with tears, but generally pale. His hair was soft and shaggy and brown, but no longer than his jaw line in the back. He was a bit scrawny but very smart, and very... very sad. In every day life there were many reasons for eight year olds to cry, but seldom had a boy Eric's age cried so much for having been so very happy. Eric wanted to turn back the clock, to exist back in the perfect days he'd enjoyed, the days his brother had afforded him.

When the Turners had come to town, there were virtually no other kids their age. The neighborhoods were new, the schools were new, and there were so few jobs that few people were able to take a leap of faith and make the community work. Eric's parents had taken that leap, plunging into the unknown with their two sons... and their sons had adapted. Despite the ten year age gap between them, Eric and Cameron had become the best of friends. Cam held onto his youth by sharing his with Eric... and it had been a brilliant time for them both.

Instead of growing up with the toys and shows of his own age, Eric knew only of Beast Wars and ReBoot, of Divers Legos, of Gundam Wing. Cam had shared everything from his youth from toys to VHS tapes, and the two had grown quite close. They spoke their own language, they had their own games. It had been nirvana in its own way... but as time went on, the town grew more prosperous. Other families moved in, families with boys both Eric and Cam's age. Their parents, fearing that the boys had grown too close, encouraged them to play with their peers instead... and the attempt had been a complete failure for Eric.

It had been a rude discovery that none of the kids his age had any clue about his favorite shows, but worse, they all thought he was the weird one for not being caught up. Shock had turned into ridicule and then scorn. Eric had been made fun of; nicknamed 'Sad Eric' and he'd gone running home, hoping to convince his parents that the other children were horrible, that he never needed to go back as long as he had Cam... And then his parents had pointed out the terrible truth: He wouldn't always have Cam; Cam was going to go to college when he graduated.

Eric had retreated back to the bastion and safety of his room... The Lego sets and the K'nex pieces created tiny utopias around the room, lands of imagination... but Eric felt as if it was all crashing down. He couldn't stand the thought of Cam leaving, and he couldn't stand the thought of life without his big brother. While their parents had been working, before the other kids arrived, Cam was all he had. Cam was his world... and Cam felt the same way.

Standing in the doorway, Cam looked over at Eric with mourning in his heart. They had done the only thing they could have. Eric had needed someone to play with growing up, and he had been that man... but now, now he was eighteen and his brother was eight. That ten years difference was just too great. Cam sighed softly, leaning against the door frame. It was almost as if he had a brother his own age... They liked the same things; they were on the same level. Cam had always treated Eric like an adult and, despite his ability to imagine, he was wise beyond his years.

Being unable to think of anything to say, Cam moved over and sat down on Eric's beside, reaching out to ruffle his brother's hair. Cam truly looked like a larger version of his brother. They had the same brown eyes and shaggy brown hair, even a few faint freckles on their cheeks. The only characteristic that Cam had over Eric other than size was the faint sparse fuzz on his chin... Cam had almost shaved it off, hoping not to feel too distant to his brother... but then he had realized that everyone had to grow up sometime. The thought had been playing around in his mind for hours... and then it struck him. Everyone... had to grow up.

Cam looked over at his brother gently, starting to wonder to himself... If Eric was older, everyone his age would enjoy the same things. He'd be able to make friends, to be nostalgic, to reminisce and to be social. He was smarter than most eight year olds... And if they were the same age, then they could go to college together... or at least live together. A strange smile spread over Cam's lips. It seemed so right, so perfect. Cam leaned down and kissed the back of Eric's head.

"I'm going to make this right brother; everything is going to be fine. Don't you worry." Cam whispered. Eric sniffled a bit, but a smile crossed his lips and his sobbing stopped. His brother had never lied to him and never let him down. He knew it wasn't going to be the case this time either. Cam turned, gazing out of the tiny slits in the windows in thought, starting to wonder where he could get something to fix their problems... and then he remembered just the news report to help. Cam rose up to his feet and left Eric's bedroom, moving down the hall. He passed the living room and moved for the garage door, but stopped just short.

Off to one side, months of newspapers were stacked for recycling, for art projects, for anything that needed an excess of paper. Cam flipped through the pages before he found the right issue. He pulled it out and flipped through the pages, looking through the life section, then the criminal section... and then he found it; an article titled 'Doctor Julian eludes capture, corrupts youth.' Cam wouldn't have thought about it at all if his class mates hadn't made such a big deal about it... about all the strange and wondrous things they could get from the mysterious doctor, things to grant every physical wish they had. Height, muscle, strength, libido... all they had to do was be willing to break the law. Cam turned, looking back toward Eric's room. For his brother, he'd do anything.

****

Days had passed and Cam carried the secret of his plans around, ever watchful for an opportunity to advance them. He'd spoken to the seediest students at his high school and had gotten the email for Doctor Julian. He'd pleaded his case, and the doctor had been so moved he'd waived his usual fee and sent Cam a package. Cam had been so afraid of getting caught that the package had remained unopened, under his bed for almost a week... until, at last, he had the house to himself. His parents were gone for the weekend, and Eric was due home from school. It was finally time to act.

Cam pulled the box out from under his bed and used his Swiss army knife to split the packing tape. He opened up the cardboard flaps and found an odd reflective sort of foil around the outside edges. He pulled the foil away and found foam, and as he removed the sheet of foam, he realized what the foil was for... Inside the case was a test tube with a rubber stopper. With the terrorist attacks and all, packages were x-rayed... the foil would have protected the contents. Cam reached in and gently lifted the tube up, examining it in the light. It was eight inches long and almost three wide, with a rounded base and a thick black stopper.

The light from the window cascaded through the slimy pearly silver liquid inside, somewhere between mucus and mercury for texture. The way it sloshed and shifted, it seemed so unnatural and completely organic all at the same time. Cam was completely transfixed for a moment, but then a soft bit of panic shot through his mind. What if Doctor Julian was a crock? What if it really WAS mercury? What if he was about to poison his brother? He couldn't just risk his brother's life like that, he loved Eric too much. He wanted to be with Eric forever - but he couldn't if they were separated by age.

Cam looked back to the vial, taking a deep breath. Doctor Julian was wanted by the police and the government for doing legitimate crimes, for actually changing people. The vial had to be real, and if it wasn't, he'd order a second vial for himself and share in whatever fate his brother had. One way or another, they would be together. The older brother stood and left the room, holding the test tube in his right hand. He made his way to the kitchen and started looking around, trying to decide what after school snack to make... and then he saw it, the tall container of Quaker oats. It'd be perfect to hide the odd texture.

Cam carefully set the vial in the fruit bowl on the kitchen island and got to cooking. Boiling water, adding oats, stirring... It really took him back. When their mother had been pregnant, all she craved was oatmeal. Cam and his father had taken turns keeping up with her hunger, and Eric had never grown tired of the oats. Sometimes Cam wondered if Eric was a horse. He mixed up the oats and then covered them, letting them soak up the water, glancing at the clock. He really should have gotten an earlier start, but it was what it was.

By the time Cam was pulling the pan off the burner and fluffing the oats to put them in the two bowls, Eric was getting off the bus outside. Cam cursed gently as he saw the flashing lights through the window. He dumped the oatmeal out, all but tossed the pan into the sink and grabbed the vial. He removed the stopper and tilted the test tube, watching the creamy, silver liquid drizzle onto the oats, sloshing across the top. Cam tried to shake all of the goo into the bowl but a few drops clung to the glass. He eventually plugged the stopper back in and hid the vial in the fruit bowl again before he stirred Eric's oatmeal, trying to hide the serum in it.

The front door opened and Eric moved in, his shoulders slumped, his eyes downcast. The torment that had started a week prior had not stopped. He'd been called Vintage and retro by the other students. They'd started talking even more about all their modern enjoyments and had continued their persecution. Eric dropped his batman backpack by the closet door, sighing. Even it hadn't been the right Batman; it was from the Tim Burton movie. Eric took a few steps in solemn sadness before he paused, his nostrils flaring. He smelled oatmeal... He lifted his head slowly and spotted Cam in the kitchen, making two bowls. Eric sighed gently, feeling a weight lifting from his shoulders. He was home. Eric all but ran into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Cam's waist. Cam nearly jumped in shock, fumbling the fork but he managed to catch it, smiling with a huge blush. At four feet tall and little over sixty pounds, Eric came up to Cam's ribs... Ribs that he buried his face in.

"Welcome home buddy, I made you a special snack. It's a new recipe." Cam said. Eric lingered in the hug for a long moment before he let go.

"You always take such good care of me." Eric said softly.

"Well, its cause I love you..." Cam said, reaching to ruffle Eric's hair. Eric smiled at that and moved to climb up onto one of the kitchen island stools. Cam slowly sat himself down as well, sliding Eric's food over to him before taking a breath, "I have a surprise for you, but I'm going to have to give it to you in stages." Cam said. Eric grinned.

"A surprise?" he asked hopefully.

"I've been trying to figure out a way so that you can come to college with me when I go, so we won't be apart... and you'll be with guys that get you." Cam said. Eric's eyes went wide.

"Is that real? Is that even possible?" Eric asked, trembling gently, almost afraid to believe. Cam nodded softly.

"It is, but it starts with eating all of your oatmeal so you can grow big and strong." Cam said. Eric grinned. He already would have eaten every last morsel. He sprinkled some sugar onto it and added a dash of milk like always before piling in, swapping his form for a spoon. He shoveled it into his mouth, his young teeth gnashing away. Cam was almost so preoccupied watching his brother that he forgot to eat his for a long moment.

Eric had always been a bit of a connoisseur when it came to oatmeal. He was aware of textures, flavors, scents and a variety of other variables few ever paid attention to. As he chewed and swallowed, he could tell something was different. The oats wee the same, but the seasoning was different. It was saltier than usual, also a bit spicy in a way... No, that wasn't quite right. It was earthier... like a cool forest. And, somewhere deep down there was a slight tang like chemicals... but it was a rather small part of the mixture.

While Eric was busy eating his food, Cam was transfixed, watching. He hadn't expected it to start so soon, but it already had. Eric's body was changing ever so slowly, ever so subtly. His fingers were growing slightly longer, the bones expanding and the joints swelling. The boy's back stretched a bit, but his legs throbbed and elongated a little too. Some of the baby fat around his face ebbed just a little, giving him a slightly more mature appearance... and he rose up on the stool an inch higher, then another. His feet lowered toward the floor an inch, then another as well. If Cam had to guess, Eric would have grown almost five inches and taken on something like ten pounds. As impressive as that was, Cam figured his brother looked to be about two years older, somewhere around ten.

Cam continued eating, polishing off his bowl, swallowing it down. At the end, he slurped up the milk and even ran his tongue around the bowl to make sure he didn't miss a drop. Cam blushed a bit as his brother was so meticulous. Even if the serum had only done that much... He could order more and keep at it, but he had a hunch that this was only just the beginning. He reached over and rubbed Eric's shoulder playfully and Eric leaned into it with a happy smile, swinging his legs back and forth... though as his shoes slammed into the stool bar, he looked down, confused. His legs had always cleared it before.

"What's wrong?" Cam asked.

"I hit the thingy." Eric said. Cam looked down and realized what his brother was talking about.

"Well, you're a growing boy... You're going to have all sorts of growth spurts that are strange and fascinating, but I'll be here to guide you through them." Cam said. Eric looked at his brother hopefully.

"You mean it?" he asked. Cam grinned.

"I mean it. Now, let's go play Yoshi's Island." Cam said. Eric grinned and dropped down onto his feet, grimacing a little at how tight his shoes felt before he ran along toward his brother's room, his longer legs it awkward to adjust to. Cam followed after with a huge grin on his face.

****

The brothers had started a new save file and were taking turns on the levels, making their way through the game. It was just as fun as it always had been, the two lying on Cam's bed, playing on the CRT television at the end of it... but Eric was getting a bit restless. He kept reaching down to rub at his legs, grimacing a bit. Cam paused the game, looking concerned.

"What is it?" Cam asked softly.

"My legs hurt... It's like... it goes back and forth, hurting and not, every couple seconds. My arms too... but a lot my legs." Eric said, uncertain how to explain it.

"They are growing pains... It's natural, even if it sucks." Cam said, "Here, let me try to help." Cam said, moving over. He rolled up Eric's pant legs and brought his hands down, starting to rub up and down them. Eric was uncertain at first, but the heat from the friction soaked into his legs and helped dull the pain a little... and then it did more than dull the pain. Eric went limp on the bed, sighing with relief, his eyes fluttering shut. Cam grinned with satisfaction, but then he felt the legs starting to move beneath him.

The skin grew tight, the bones stretched and Eric started to grow again. He felt almost elated at first, but the discomfort returned. Soft sounds came through Eric, almost like bed springs shifting... but they had been the sounds of his back popping as the vertebrae expanded. Eric murmured, his legs elongating, his pants growing tighter, his arms pushing out of his sleeves. His shoes felt like vices on his feet. Cam could tell that this was not going to be as subtle as the first round.

"Eric, this is part of the surprise. You're... you're growing up faster now, you're getting closer to my age." Cam admitted.

"I'm Wha-au-t?!" Eric asked, his voice cracking in the middle, uncertain of what pitch to land on. His hands snapped up to cover his mouth in shock. Cam watched as the changes advanced, compounding the amount one boy could change in a year with how much more all boys changed as they hit puberty. Eric's body rested heavier on the bed as he passed eighty pounds, then ninety. His limbs were longer and heavier, but it wasn't just that. His soft arms were hardening with the first muscle, his skinny boy chest got a little definition. Even the invisible hairs on his arms and legs were getting their first touches of color.

Cam watched in shock and wonder as Erick's chin chiseled a bit, he grew into his ears and his cheek bones were a little more visible. The slope of his shoulders had improved... and he was packing on the height. Even his knuckles popped as his fingers expanded more, connected to widening palms. He unfolded in every direction. He had started his current growth spurt at four and a half feet and had passed five in no time. Every inch his sine or legs grew, Cam knew he was closer to success. He watched as Eric grew to five foot two, four, five... and then six. Five and a half feet tall, a stone's throw away from his brother already.

"Cam..." Eric murmured, his voice a bit deeper. Then, suddenly, the sensations stopped. The absence of pain felt almost like his bones were hollow, at least until he tried to move them. Two years had been easy to hide, but seven was clear. Eric looked up at Cam slowly, then back to himself. He repeated the process several times before he looked both stunned and elated, "its working. I'm getting older, like you." Eric whispered. Cam was frozen in hesitation, wondering if his brother was mad at him, but Eric rolled onto his knees and charged over, wrapping his arms around Cam's neck. Both Eric and Cam were soon shocked how much closer in size they were, and how much more mutual the hugs were.

"So you're not mad?" Cam asked after a moment. Erick all but laughed.

"Are you kidding me? This way you can keep your promise, we'll be together... And everyone our age will know what we're talking about." Eric grinned, pausing, "How far will it go?" he asked after a moment.

"Well, the doctor said it should get you close to my age, within a year or two. So... you look fifteen now. You might grow just one more year, or you might get to be as much as five older." Cam said. Eric giggled at that.

"So I'd be the older brother then?" he laughed. Cam rolled his eyes and ruffled his hair, starting to look over his brother. It was becoming obvious that Eric couldn't remain in his old clothes any longer. His t-shirt was cutting into the flesh around his arms and was almost five inches above his belly button. His pants looked like shorts and his shoes were looking painfully deformed.

"Eric, I think it's time we get you some new clothes... before your next growth spurt." Cam said. Erik grinned a bit.

****

Eric stood in front of the bathroom mirror, running his hands over his torso. At first he'd just been excited to be catching up to his big brother, but as he looked at his teenage self, he was feeling all manner of new emotions. There was a bit of pride at being so tall and having his first muscles. There was uncertainty if he'd look good enough when he grew up, but more than anything... there was pleasure, and pleasure in ways he had never imagined. Being a teenager was much more complex. It hadn't just been his body that had been maturing, but his brain as well. He turned one way to look at the small of his back, then the other, lifting his arms to check under them at the soft hair starting to grow.

While Eric could barely remember Cam when he was sixteen, the images were there just enough... and while there was certain similarities and family resemblance, Eric could tell he was becoming his own man. Man... the very word thrilled Eric. He took a deep breath and filled his chest with air, running his hands up and down his flesh. Eric even looked down, wriggling his toes a bit, looking at how much longer they were. Eric looked back at the mirror, wondering what it would be like after his next spurt. Would he be able to look Cam directly in the eye? Was he destined to be taller or shorter, stronger or weaker? Would he grow one more year, or five? It was scary and exciting, but Eric knew Cam would be with him always.

"Let's try these." Cam said as he moved into the room, carrying a teal blue t-shirt with a skateboard emblem on it and baggy cargo shorts along with a stretchy elastic belt with a plastic clip. Eric grinned.

"That's a good idea, it can stretch with me." Eric said, pointing to the belt. Cam smirked.

"Yeah, I thought so. Probably best to avoid shoes until you're done." Cam said. Eric nodded at that, chuckling for a moment before he pulled on the shirt over his torso. It was still a little big, but Eric was certain he'd grow into it one way or another. He pulled on the shorts next and buttoned them, though he had to hold them up as Cam got the belt on. Before long, Eric was dressed and looked a lot more like a kid Cam's age. Eric looked at the two of them in the mirror and started to dream of what it would have been like to only be three years younger than his brother instead of ten... or maybe even if they were twins, in every class together, inseparable, with that mental link that twins had in the movies. In the midst of his fantasies, Eric started to look pale and grunted, leaning over.

"Eric?" Cam asked quickly.

"It's starting..." Eric said, his voice dropping as he said it. He grabbed onto the sink basin, his fingers grabbing at the ceramics. His knuckles popped and his fingers stretched, each section of the digits elongating. His palms widened, his ankles became more square, his arms throbbed and ached and elongated. Eric grunted harshly as his spine started to feel like it was on fire. Each transformation was becoming more painful and more elaborate than the last. His back popped and grew, each bone in his spine swelling larger, pushing the next up, and the next. His ribs widened, his chest cavity grew. Even his hips were wracked with pain.

"Eric..." Cam whimpered, moving to try and hold his brother, trying to help him with the pain. Sweat beaded across Eric's brow as he panted. The last of his baby fat was melting away, leaving him with the lithe, streamlined face of a young adult. His toes twitched and tapped on the floor as they spilled out from his foot, widening as well. His arch increased, his heel grew, his ankles bulged and his legs swelled with more muscle. For a few moments, Eric looked far too muscled for his height, but then he started to stand up straighter, revealing how much his spine had grown.

Eric stood up and up until his feathered hair was just a bit taller than Cam's. He'd hit six feet in height, maybe a bit more. His muscles were firm like a basketball player or maybe even a wrestler, and he'd added enough muscle to be at least one sixty in weight. Cam gasped softly, looking at the mirror, backing up a little. Eric didn't just look mature, he didn't just look good, he was... attractive. Cam shook his head, trying to push the thoughts out of his mind. That was his brother, he couldn't think like that. He started to recriminate himself for such horrible thoughts, but Eric's mind was swimming with maturation... his brain itself was growing.

His neurons fired in an accelerated rate, nearly sending the growing boy into seizures. Connections were made, changes made, hormones started moving through his body... then flooding. The cumulative effect of years of puberty wracked his system in a few seconds. Eric's thought processes became more complete as well. He wasn't just a boy in a man's body, he was a man. Eric's eyes opened, though something was a bit different. They'd taken on almost an amber hue. Eric looked around, panting softly as the pain finally stopped. He looked at his reflection, then at himself. The teal shirt that had been baggy now hugged his pecs and abs. It suited him very well. His baggy shorts fit perfectly, probably without even a belt... and he was tall, quite tall. Two feet and two inches taller than when he'd woken up that morning.

"Wow..." Eric said, his voice just a bit higher than his brother's. Cam opened his eyes, pausing.

"Do you like it?" Cam asked. Eric turned around to face his brother.

"Like it, I love it!" Eric said, grabbing Cam, pulling him into a bear hug. Cam yelped as he was lifted off his feet by his apparent eighteen year old brother. Eric set Cam down, but he didn't let him go. He pushed him to the wall and kept hugging him, their bodies pressed tightly together. Eric turned and looked into Cam's eyes. Cam gasped, seeing that Eric's eyes were a different color... but with Cam's mouth parted for that sweet breath, Eric saw Cam in a new light. His heart fluttered, his brain gave him a course of action... and he followed it. Eric leaned in and pressed his lips to Cam, kissing his brother for the first time. Cam let out a grunt of surprise in the kiss, but the gesture only made room for Eric's tongue. Cam squirmed as the tongue entered his mouth, sliding against his own. Cam grabbed onto Eric's ribs and pushed with all his might. Eric was so strong now it was quite an effort, but at last their kiss was broken.

"Eric!" Cam gasped. Eric blushed, looking away.

"I'm... I'm sorry, it's just that..." Eric trailed off Cam shifted a bit.

"Its - Its okay, you've been through a lot. All of this is strange and new. Don't feel bad." Cam said softly. Eric looked back at his brother.

"I don't feel bad that I kissed you... I never would. Cam, don't you get it? You've been my only friend growing up, you loved me more than mom and dad, and now you made sure we'll be together. Not just as brothers or friends, but who will ever be closer than us? Cam, we are meant to be." Eric said. Cam was shocked. His brother was reasoning like an adult... but that reasoning was leading to forbidden territory.

"Eric, no... I just did this so we could share... things, and you could be with kids who enjoyed the same things." Cam said softly. A grin crossed Eric's lips, an almost predatory grin.

"I was with someone who could share things, someone who enjoyed the same things. Now... I can share even more." Eric said, starting to rub his body against his brother's. Cam tried to push Eric off, but Eric had grown strong. He pinned Cam back to the wall and started to hump him, their groins rubbing together through layers of fabric. Eric leaned in, his lips parted. He slowly licked Cam's neck before he kissed it, then started to suck. He wasn't sure how he knew how to do that, it just seemed instinctive. Cam gasped, feeling the stinging on his neck and the pressure growing in his groin.

"Eric..." Cam pleaded, begging with his brother to stop. Eric leaned up to nibble Cam's ear.

"Tell me what you thought when you first saw me all grown up; tell me exactly what you thought." Eric whispered. Cam swallowed gently. He'd tricked his brother before, but he'd never lied to him. He knew the answer would damn him, but it was the truth.

"That... you..." Cam hesitated. Eric reached down, stroking the small of his brother's back, moving to trace his lips across Cam's neck.

"Say it." Eric ordered.

"That you looked sexy." Cam replied. Eric grinned in victory before he leaned up and kissed Cam fully, invading his brother's mouth with his tongue again. Cam tried to fight it, but his resolve melted. Gently at first, his lips returned the ministrations of his brother, and soon they grew more involved. Cam's tongue started to slide against Eric's, and as he gave into the pleasure, his breaths became hot and short. He grabbed Eric's head with his hand and kissed his brother, their bodies rubbing together.

Eric felt exhilarated, having brought his brother around. It seemed so right. They'd always been so close, closer than anyone. Now they always would. Eric reached down for Cam's fly, to open his pants... but his hand started to twitch as it moved. The twitch advanced up his arm. Eric stumbled back, panting, looking at himself in shock. He looked back at Cam. Cam gasped, his hand moving to his mouth as he realized what was happening... Eric was aging again. Eric grunted hard, leaning against the bathroom counter for support, groaning heavily. His jaw popped as the bones started to thicken. His skin toughened a bit, a soft shade appeared along his jaw line as his first stubble started to grow in. His muscles expanded a bit more, is feet grew even a bit larger. The changes were subtle once more, as if the serum was waning, but the results were clear.

Cam watched as Eric surpassed his age. Eric moved from eighteen... to twenty one. His spine gave one last effort to push him to six foot two, his hair grew a little longer... he was bigger in every way. Cam gasped softly, moving toward Eric. Eric's eyes had clenched shut in the pain. Cam reached out to rest a hand on Eric's shoulders. At the touch, Eric's eyes snapped open, but they were no longer human... they gleamed as golden as the sun. Eric's lips parted to reveal that his teeth were sharper, stretching into fangs. A thicker, wider tongue licked his lips. Cam backed up in a gasp.

"Eric!" Cam grunted. Eric took a step, feeling his toes pop and shift again. His toenails turned black, growing out longer and curving into points, taking on the appearance of claws. He took another step, his feet reshaping slowly. Portions of his toe tips and the soles of his feet began swelling into pads.

"Cameron, you have no idea how good this feels." Eric said with a beastly grin. His ears started to stretch into tips as his back began to hunch a little. His vertebrae became tougher, sticking up through the skin a bit. Eric's fingernails stretched into darkening claws, his fingertips and palms swelling to gain pads as well. Even his chest grew larger, stretching the teal shirt, starting to pull it apart. The collar tore a bit, revealing chest hair growing in thick. Cam backed up against the bathroom door.

"Eric, I'm so sorry, I... I did this to you; I need to get you help." Cam whispered. Eric shook his head.

"No you don't... This couldn't have turned out better..." Eric said, "And now I'm going to thank you properly." Eric said, swiping a paw like hand to grab Cam. Cam ducked out of the way and threw the door open, running through the hallway, past the kitchen and out the back door, darting across the back yard. Eric came running after, slamming into the walls, his chest expanding with each breath, his body changing more. He lunged out of the back door, landing on his changing feet. He took a sniff of the fresh air, caught Cam's scent and began running after him.

Cam was running for his life from the beast he'd turned his baby brother into, his heart racing. That fear and adrenaline caught on the wind like perfume, reaching Eric's nose. He inhaled the scent deeply, desiring his brother more than ever, even as his body continued to change. His arm hair and leg hair thickened, turning from brown to a darker brownish black. It reached his ankles and kept going, spreading across his feet, covering the tops and bottoms, everything but his paw pads. His sleeves exploded, the tattered fabric releasing hairy biceps and triceps. His shirt rode up, revealing a furry stomach.

Eric continued after Cam, becoming the beast he felt he was born to be, but his clothes were a nuisance. He grabbed at his shirt and tore it from him, the teal fabric splitting easily under his claws. He then sliced through the belt and the shorts, letting them fall away. As they did, a glistening, throbbing, achingly hard cock sprung out, wobbling before Eric. Eric drooled softly, feeling how good it felt to have his member that heavy, that thick, swaying from side to side. He ran faster, harder, groaning in bliss. His jaw line darkened with brownish black hair, growing a chinstrap beard... at least for a moment. Before long the hair crept up his cheeks, over his upper lip, around his eyes and across his nose. His pointed ears even became fuzzy, turning Eric into a wolf man... but he wasn't going to stay man for long.

Eric grunted hard with pain and pleasure as his lower jaw pushed out, his nose and upper lip struggling to keep up. His bones ached as If they were breaking and reforming, calcium filling into the gaps. Eric thrashed and grunted, bearing his fangs as his face elongated into a muzzle... and to add to the pain, his pointed furry ears began moving up his head, deafening him for a moment before the ear canals reconnected. Eric slammed into one of the houses in his disorientation, the crash echoing.

Cam continued to try and elude the monster his brother was becoming. He navigated is way through the unpurchased suburban homes, advancing toward the back of the property where the unclaimed wilderness was. He kept low, trying to stay out of sight, hearing the slamming and crashing in the distance. Cam tried to hold it together, to figure out how to get help... he had to contact Doctor Julian, to get some sort of help. Surely he'd know what to do... if he could survive this. Cam slowed to the stop at the edge of one of the houses, taking a long breath. There had been silence for a while. With luck, Eric had given up the chase, gone back. Cam slowly leaned out around the corner, coming eye to eye with Eric... or what he assumed was Eric.

Eric's body was massive and covered with fur, his head that of a wolf. His underside was dominated by lighter white fur, but the rest of his body was degrees of brownish black. Drool leaked from his black lips as he started to grin. Cam looked from Eric's eyes to his massive pulsing member. Cam looked back to Eric for a moment before he turn and ran, his feet kicking up the dirt behind him. The wolf ran half of the time on all fours and half the time on just his legs, bounding along, panting sharply. A thick tail swayed behind him as he neared on his brother before he lunged, arching through the air.

Cam grunted as he was grabbed around the waist by a large paw. The two landed roughly and rolled, but they came to an abrupt stop as Cam was pinned to the ground. Eric moved around, bringing his muzzle down across Cam's mouth, fitting his fangs on either side of the human's cheeks. Cam grunted as a huge wolf tongue plunged down into his mouth. He felt the weight on his ankles, his wrists, his stomach. The tongue was so big it was suffocating him and drowning him in saliva... but for some strange reason, it was turning him on again.

Eric growled happily, feeling his brother harden beneath him. The wolf slid back and forth gently before leaking out precum, soaking Cam's pants. Cam fought Eric's advances as best he could, but soon his resistance faded. He writhed and whimpered beneath his hulking brother, starting to press against him, wondering what was wrong with him. Then, surprisingly, Eric broke the kiss and pulled back.

As the two separated, thick strings of silvery pearl colored liquid connected Cam's wet pants to Eric's groin. The wolf looked down at the substance with curiosity, reaching down a paw. He collected some of the goo on his finger before lifting it to his muzzle, sniffing, and then licking. The wolf shuddered as the salty, musky, tangy flavor filled his mouth once more... the flavor of his morning oatmeal. With his matured mind, Eric realized Cam had laced it with something... and now he was laced with it.

"Brother, it's time to show me your love." Eric growled. Cam panted softly, looking up at Eric, his eyes widening.

"Eric, I'll always love you." Cam whispered. Eric grinned.

"Then show it, be with me forever. Be like me like you promised..." Eric said, grabbing his wolf shaft. Cam looked down in confusion before he saw the silvery pre, recognizing it as the serum. Eric shuddered softly before his cock pulsed a bit and ropes began to splatter against Cam's chest. Even reacting topically, a tingling began to spread into Cam and he looked down to see soft white hairs pushing out beneath the cum, almost soaking it in, starting to spread from there. Cam gasped gently, looking to his brother.

"It's already starting there?" Cam asked. Eric chuckled, leaning in closer, his lips brushing his brother's ears.

"You're already mature, it doesn't have to change you any." Eric said... and with that, he lunged forward. Cam's lips were pushed wide apart by the slick, spongy cock between Eric's legs. Eric grabbed onto a near by boulder for support and started to slide his shaft in and out of Cam's mouth. Cam's cheeks bulged, his jaw nearly dislocated and his throat was engulfed. Just as Cam thought he was going to gag, a thick spray of cum gushed down his throat and the sensation disappeared... but many more took their place.

Cam, started to flush and sweat, feeling more turned on that never before. His nipples became erect, his toes curled and his cock hardened, reaching its maximum erection in a few seconds, then pushed past it. Cam's muscles started to swell, his biceps and triceps growing tight, his sleeves cutting into his arms. The slight softness on his belly melted away to reveal bulging washboard abs and his pecs filled up like meat steaks. Cam moaned, though the sound was muffled by the wolf cock pouring into him and was reduced to mere vibration.

Eric kept thrusting relentlessly, thinking how wonderful it was going to be with Cam as a wolf... animals of the world, together, forever... The thought sent shivers down Eric's furry spine, causing him to release even more of his seed. Cam would have been panting hard if he could breathe, but instead he was wrapped up in the intense lust. His hand moved to scratch at the itching spreading all over him, but the claws growing out of his fingernails cut through the fabric of his shirt and pants with ease. Cam's shirt slowly split up the center before it fell apart in tatters, revealing a half flesh, half fur covered torso... but the fur was spreading. As Cam's pants came apart, his underwear emerged into open air.

Cam could feel the heat and wetness clinging to his underwear, his brother's seed... It had soaked him thoroughly down there before even his chest. Cam was very curious. He slowly pulled his underwear down and started to explore his groin with his hands, unable to see past the fuck stick lodged in his throat. His fingers found huge furry balls, a soft sheath at the base of his cock... and a very large, very veined, very puffy, very sensitive cock. Cam moaned around the shaft in his mouth as he wrapped his hands around his own rod and started to pump himself up and down eagerly.

As the slick slime on Cam's shaft soaked his fingers, the changes continued from the outside in as well. His fingertips grew puffy and bulged into pillowy pads, his palms following soon after. His claws took a better anchor and his arm hair began to thicken, growing out longer and spreading out more. Cam began to bob his head on his brother's shaft, giving in more and more. He understood Eric's reasoning, and it was true. He'd always loved Eric, but now he was learning a new way. He slurped and sucked, and as he gave in, his face began to contort. His jaw popped and tweaked, his face pushing out around the meat in his mouth. His lips hugged the sides, his teeth grazing the length as they lengthened into fangs, but Cam didn't want to stop. If anything, he went faster.

In the midst of the field at the back lots of the suburban neighborhood, it appeared that an anthro wolf was face raping a human... but that was quickly becoming not the case. Thick, bushy white fur grew out from Cam's chin as brown fur covered his cheeks and nose, then around his eyes. His face grew out four inches, six, eight, then a foot. His nose turned black and moist and rubbery, his lips darkened and whiskers grew out of his cheeks. All the while, Cam's hearing grew stronger as his ears grew into points and began to shift up higher on his skull.

Cam felt his tongue widen, strengthen and the saliva thickened in his mouth. With more room and more strength, Cam started to slather his brother's cock greedily, getting into everything more and more. The fur dominated Cam's chest, his stomach, and then his legs. His groin was fully converted, but his ass cheeks slowly pushed apart, making room for the tailbone to separate and grow in bone by bone, leaving the tail hole much more accessible. Cam writhed against the pleasure, bucking his hips... and to Cam's surprise, Eric started to notice.

Sniffing the air, it was apparent that Cam was making a fine wolf male, and despite all his previous prowess and being even more mature than Cam, Eric had always been his little brother. Something about Cam's change made Eric go wild, and he had to fulfill his needs. The wolf carefully maneuvered himself around, thankful for the length of his cock, keeping it in Cam's mouth... before he came back down slowly. Cam grunted sharply before his back arched, feeling his hard, hot cock push between furry ass cheeks, finding a ring... and sliding into it.

Cam started to buck wildly, fucking into Eric's ass even as he sucked his brother's cock down. Eric started to bounce between Cam's cock and his mouth, his eyes clenching shut. Cam's body bulged more, his vertebrae expanding, muscles growing further. The fur covered his arms and legs, and even swept over his feet as they grew pads and claws. Cam's humanity was draining away completely, and neither brother cared any more. They were lusty beasts, loyal only to each other. Cam felt his instincts growing, as did his strength. He licked and slobbered on Eric's shaft, coating it liberally.

Eric tilted his head back and howled, feeling his steady flow turn into something more. Cam gulped down the thick wads of wolf cum, quickly toppling over the edge of it all. He started spraying his own seed into Eric's ass, pumping thickly, his body still refining. Cam's knees and elbows shifted to support running bipedal or quadruped, his muscles increased in tension strength and his feet expanded a bit more, looking very beastly...

Both Eric and Cam had cum so much that soon it started to leak out of Cam's muzzle and Eric's ass. The two pulled apart, wobbling gently, completely drained. Eric tried to stay up but he collapsed into the grasses. Seeing his opportunity, Cam moved to straddle his brother, laying down on top of him. Eric grunted at the weight before he chuckled. Cam moved to start licking and slurping at Eric's neck before biting the furry flesh gently. Eric swooned a bit against that, humping his brother. Their thick, hot cocks ground together in their mutual slick, completely covered in fur and completely converted.

"So... what are we going to do now brother?" Eric asked after a long moment. Cam considered before he moved to nuzzle Eric's ear.

"Well, we could find shelter in the caves, hunt for deer to eat off of... If things get really bad, we can go find Doctor Julian to try and turn us back." Cam said. Eric's ears went flat at that idea before he shook his head.

"I never want to go back. Humans are terrible... The only one I ever liked was you, and now we're wolves." Eric said.

"But Eric, what if-" Cam was interrupted.

"No what if's. You and I are amazing beasts, nothing can stop us... Look at us... All we need is the love we've always had, with that we'll survive." Eric said.

"We would have been great twins..." Cam smirked. Eric rolled his eyes.

"And now we're both older brothers to each other." Eric said. Cam leaned down, forcing his muzzle around Eric's. They met their fangs together, their tongues tangling, their bodies rubbing. They kissed for a few minutes before they got up, a few strings of cum stretching between them like tethers before eventually snapping. The wolves began moving off together, as brothers, into the wilderness. Their tails wagged, their ears were high and their cocks pulsed with heat. It was clear that they loved each other completely, and the bonds of brotherhood would never be broken.