"Lie back son..." My father said to me, his hands gently pushing me back and spreading my legs with the girth of his body. "We have been waiting a long while for this moment...and it is finally here..."
I felt warm hands on my lower body and knew they were his. Thunder crashed all around, the sounds of animal howls mixed in, and lightning flashed, as my father kept his hands on my body. The feeling was indescribable. There was a method to his handling of me that started on my chest. His palms were flattened against me and as they proceeded down my torso, the pressure increased a bit. It felt as if he were attempting to keep me from bolting but he didn't have to worry about that -- I wasn't going anywhere until I saw this through.
Something electric charged in me as I felt the tips of his fingers dig a bit into my stomach and another as he took a handful of my pubic bush and pulled slightly. It was...incredible! The slight pain actually felt good!
"Pain is the beginning."
To my left, I heard one of the demons say this almost as a mantra. I knew that this was the truth as my father's grip on my pubic hair tightened and his stocky body moved in between my legs to force them apart. I hooked my left leg around his hip and stretched my right one as far out from my body as I could. I wanted him to have full access to me. Reaching up, I buried my hands in the sweaty dampness of his armpits and pulled at the hair even as he had done in my crotch. I saw my father smile at my actions and knew he approved!
Between my legs, I felt an inching solidity but knew it wasn't his cock. Looking down I noticed the thick tail I'd seen swaying behind his solid frame coming up under my balls to wrap itself around my throbbing dick. Like a python, it began undulating, clenching and releasing -- milking my dick and I couldn't suppress the moan that came from my body.
"With the pain, there is pleasure." My father said to me as his hands slid under me to lift me to him. "I will give you both if you allow me."
"Allow?" I asked, not knowing truly what he was asking.
"Within you is the seed of demonic desire. You have been fed by the best of my horde and it germinates within you. With this final act of copulation, you will finally know completion but only if you allow it. I cannot force this upon you."
With the mention of the word "this", I felt the throb of his cock against my inner thigh and the clenching of his tail around my dick. It was in that moment that it became clear what he was saying. Putting a hand between us, I wrapped it around his bulging balls and lifted them up as if weighing them. This action hefted his large dick upward and I noticed the pearl of liquid clinging to the head for a moment before streaming down the side.
"Can I have it, father?" I asked him, my eyes still transfixed by the pearly stuff.
I felt delicious pressure on the back of my head as my father pushed me toward his swollen head. I slid off the stone slab and dropped instantly to my knees. As I inhaled the thick scent of my father's loins, an urging began to rise in me. It was like a tide of desire to have this in my mouth -- this stalk of demonic desire that I held in my hand. Leaning forward, I stuck out my tongue and licked the sensitive head -- causing my father to groan madly. His hand tightened on the back of my head but didn't push forward. Holding it behind the head by my tightening lips, I sucked as hard as I could and was amply rewarded with his sweet nectar. It tasted a bit like elderberries now with a rich texture. Easing my face forward, I took it all in until my nose was scraped with wiry pubic hair. Taking in another breath through my nose, I inhaled his scent! At the same time, my cock throbbed and the tail tightened on it and began working up and down.
My back arched as a surge of pain ripped through me. I didn't let up on my father's cock but I did have to grip his hairy legs to keep from falling forward from the intensity of the pain.
I heard Abaddon somewhere recite the mantra of "with the pain, there is pleasure" and fought the urge to let go of the massive meat in my mouth and howl at the pain that tore through me again. The tail on my cock tightened deliciously and I was reminded as to why I knelt here. My throat swallowed once, twice, three times to massage the length embedded there. Above me, my father moaned loudly as the sounds mingled with thunder and the hiss/crackle of lightning. Wolves howled, demons sounded left and right and the sound of fire eating away at the surrounding wood mingled madly with the scene.
The pain began to subside and I slid back on my heels to release the cock. It surged mightily in the air as I leaned back. Veins roped its surface and pulsed with life. Opening my mouth, I took it all again and began a slow rhythm...taking it in, releasing it and repeating until I was working it expertly. Mid-way down, I would twist and pull on the beautiful balls that swayed beneath, pulling another moan from their owner.
Oozing pre-cum, my dick was stroked up and down in time with my own rhythm.
The thick tail that held me knew exactly how to bring me to the orgasmic brink and leave me hanging there for a moment before starting again. It was agonizing as I almost came three times, only to be held back by a lack of movement from the tail save for holding my cock perfectly still. I still held to the legs of my hulking father but this time, it was my turn to moan.
Somehow, this retention made me want to work harder on the dick that I had temporary control over. I began licking the length of his shaft with an enthusiasm that surprised even myself. There were many tastes mingling with the sweetness I'd had earlier. A bitterness that was sweet in its own right and I lapped it up. Running a finger along the underside of his balls, I found a thick line of soft fur that ran into his sweaty ass crack. Tracing with my tongue the veins on his dick, I let my finger explore the warm crack tentatively.
"Can I taste it, father?" I asked, my voice pleading in a solid way.
A deep and rumbling laugh shook me. For the first time since this entire thing happened, my father's hand became soothing as it ran down the side of my face as he bent himself to look me in the eye. That beautiful smile greeted me and as his lips parted, I caught a flash of his sharp teeth.
"I could never refuse so wonderful a request." He said to me and pressed his lips to mine to ravage my mouth deeply with his whip-like tongue. "Do me deeply, son."
To this end, he turned around and bent forward, folding his arms under himself. That beautiful ass was then thrust into the air toward me. Actually salivating, I leaned forward and parted those cheeks. A deep brown ring of wrinkled skin greeted me -- clean and glistening with sweat and ringed with a dark patch of hair -- and I felt the warm drool spill out of my mouth and onto his flesh. I was a bit embarrassed but that passed as I leaned forward and applied that lube to his wrinkled ring.
"Yessssssssss." My father moaned under my invading tongue.
Knowing then that I was making him happy, I grasped the root of the tail that originated inches above where his crack began. Stroking it like I would a cock, I heard a moan that began deep in his gut and erupted from his mouth. Who would have known that thing was a source of such sensation? I noticed it was veined like his cock -- and I traced those veins with my finger.
"NO ONE has EVER done that before and with such results!" My father groaned as I pushed my tongue into his tender hole. "You are...extraordinary!"
Pride pushed my tongue deeper and drove my finger to edge itself along his tail farther. I shoved my tongue up his darkness as far as it would go. I worked my tongue tightly and moved it around and around, darting it in and out of his sweetness with a fiery fury as I massaged the tail that was still wrapped around my dick. I licked furiously and sucked at the tender flesh, biting and pulling it with my teeth.
"CAREFUL!" My father shot at me.
It was then that I ran my tongue over my teeth -- to feel small points! No...way. What was happening to me? Gripping my father's broad hips with both hands, the question died as I noticed the beautiful glistening hole that seemed to beg for my mouth. Father moaned again as I returned to mouthing his asshole. Frantically, I began to suck and lick and bite -- carefully this time. There was a wonderful shiver that ran through his body as I chewed his tenderness.
"Better boy..." He encouraged. "Sweetness comes from my own flesh."
There were small ripplings of pleasure that were caused by my mouth and my hand grasping his cock through his spread legs. I was still holding his hips and sucking hotly at his hole when a strong and firm hand held my head to him. Instantly, I knew why as his cock throbbed once and I felt hotness flowing over my gripping fingers. Moaning, my father instructed me to spear his ass with my tongue as deeply as possible.
"DAMNATION!" He shouted as his body shook as I complied.
Just as I thought of the wasted juice being spilled out onto the forest floor, my father's body shifted with such speed that I wasn't able to follow the action. His hot cock slapped my face and my cheek was bathed in warm goo.
"SWALLOW IT!"
Grabbing the base of the thing, I opened my mouth and hungrily did as I was told. Warmth instantly filled my mouth and I tasted sweat, elderberries and rich caramel all at once! My father groaned in intense pleasure and pushed his hips upward to bury his bully in my throat. I choked slightly but relaxed easily as dark meat filled me. Father groaned like an overworked piece of equipment but began a fast pace of his hips, forcing me to throat his dick deeper with each thrust.
Was he truly going to feed me again?
The only sensation I felt then was the suction of my own mouth just seconds before the crashing boom of my father's voice as he roared his release into the night air. Father fed me his cock, holding my face still as he shoved it into me. I groaned around the mouthful of dick but marveled as thick ropes of sweetness blasted into my mouth to fill it fully. I sucked, swallowed, tongued, and swallowed some more until I had taken my father's entire dark load into my mouth and throat.
"Now." Was the only word he said when he pulled his still-hard cock from my mouth.
His hand wrapped around my throat and lifted me into the air. I was acutely aware of the pressure of his strong fingers digging into the soft flesh but somehow, I knew he wasn't doing this to hurt me. Looking down at him, I saw his mouth widen into a beautiful smile with his sharp teeth gleaming in the light of the fire that was all around us. He actually licked his lips as he looked back at me and I felt a shiver run through my body that shook me fully.
Around us, the demons fucked like animals. Sighs of pleasure, moans of fulfillment and groans of release surrounded us. Wolves howled their approval and with each soulful sound -- my cock strangely throbbed with excitement. Their animalistic cries were rippling through me on some primal level and I loved it.
Watching my father, an aura of sparkling orange surrounded him and to my surprise, we both began rising into the air. His hand left my throat and I saw him spread his arms wide. My eyes were riveted to the corded muscles that stretched across his chest and down his arms. When he flexed, my cock jumped wildly. Something in my own chest began to burn and my head throbbed once more as my father's face rose to the sky and lightning saluted him. It was truly a sight to see as my father's body eclipsed everything else in my vision.
"God - " I shouted as a pain tore through my forehead.
"Has NOTHING to do with this!" My father swore, his hands clenching into fists. "You are becoming what you were bred to be, boy!"
My own hands went to my head, trying to shut out the pain. To my utter shock, I felt the tips of something forcing their way through the skin and then the wetness of what I knew was blood. Touching the tips of these new protrusions, I knew they were small horns just as father had -- just not as large.
I screamed as another pain tore through me and my back arched, throwing my body into a backward curve. It felt as if something were being torn from my body and I screamed again -- a throat-torn sound that ripped through the night.
"Embrace the pain!" My father said to me, his voice a dark comfort.
A wet, corded whip of something slapped against my abdomen and slid down my body as the final slice of pain tore at me. Looking down, I noticed that it was a tail, just like my father! I was becoming just like him...slowly and piece by piece, I was becoming a demon!! That was what he had meant all along.
"Yes!" My father cried into the night air and I felt his hard body moving into the "V" of my legs, spreading them apart. "Embrace your pain, son. Let it wrap itself around you and stir the seed within you."
His thick cock slid gently against my own and I felt a solid grip on my inner thigh. Looking into his eyes -- that now glowed a dangerous scarlet -- I knew where this was leading. FINALLY after all this time I was going to get what I wanted.
"Make your final preparations, my son. Brace your body."
When I attempted to do as he said, I felt my body being turned around and the solidity of the slab that had been raised before. My knees met the hardness first and I was forced forward so that I had to hold to the edge. The sensation of my new...tail rushed through me as it swished out of the way of my father's cock as it settled into the crease of my ass. He was behind me, forcing my knees apart. I arched by back against him as he slapped my ass with his maleness. His hands gripped my cheeks and pulled them apart, letting his dick slide into the widened crease.
All I could do was moan at the sensation and arch toward the sensation of his cockhead preparing to enter me. I felt the hand that held my left cheek slide up and along my side before gripping my abdomen tightly to hold me in place. A sharp intake of air and my father's plum-headed cock slid into my willing asshole. Pain inched into me as he did the same. It wasn't blind and ripping as I thought it might have been. It was a pleasurable twinge of pain that slid along my ass-channel as my father's demonic cock filled me completely. His pubic hair brushed my cheeks and his arm tightened.
"At last." He whispered into my ear, his face pressed against mine. "I claim your virginity wholly, my sweet son. You will belong to me mind, body and soul."
"Take me!" I said back to him in the same hoarse whisper.
I had my father's thick rod buried in my asshole and now, I wanted him to use me like a common whore and fuck me until I begged him to stop. I felt the weight of his body on me and the fullness of him and it was incredible. With an animalistic moan, my father's hips began to work and I knew this was only the beginning.
Around us, the demons chanted a strange chant and the wolves howled approval.
My father began to rock slightly against my body as his arm held me still. His breath was hot on my shoulder as his body ground against mine. His tool slid slowly out of me, leaving me salivating for its return. Holding only the head inside me, father paused for a long series of seconds before slamming the length of himself into me as he bit hard onto my shoulder. A scream of pleasured pain was torn from my throat and even as it joined the demonic choir around us, my father was repeating the action. Again, I screamed as his fuckstick began to slide into and out of me, his bulbous balls slapping my ass as he moved.
"Fuck me..." I began to chant hoarsely as I thrust my ass back to him.
Every time he entered me, I gasped. It was a harsh movement that I welcomed but could never accommodate. The size of the monster cock seemed to increase with every thrust but the discomfort caused my own rod to swell and ooze precum onto the slab beneath me. I backed myself onto the dick invading me and I squeezed my ass muscle to hold tightly to it. My body throbbed with a sudden need to be touched all over but my hands held firmly to the slab's edge to keep myself steady and provide the leverage to push my ass back to claim my fatherly prize!
"Attend to my son!"
At the very instant the words left my father's mouth, I felt the tender pulling and prodding of almost every part of my body. Slippery tongues slid up, onto and around my torso to lap at the sweat that covered me now. Warm mouths closed around each of my nipples to suck, lick and gently bite them. Glancing down at them, I saw that the slab was a writhing rainbow of demonic delight. Various shapes and sizes of hands, mouths and even tails moved against one another and me to pleasure my body in every way!
I felt a hand on the small of my back and another on the side of my body. I was being turned onto my side but my father's pistoning cock never missed a beat in the movement. He pushed his harness against my tender hole and I accepted it. Reaching up, I took hold of his upper arm and he flexed against me. A mouth closed over my raging cock and was rewarded with a sweet pearl of pre-cum at this action.
"Fuck me..." I said again, the tool never fully leaving my ass.
"Us too, master?" I heard the twin voices ring in my non-believing ears.
The fullness of my ass was slowly stretched incredibly by the addition of one of the satyr cocks that belonged to either Vosh or Vask. A tongue slid along the wrinkled skin of my exposed anus and a rush of pleasure ran through me. I felt my ass spasm hotly as the dual fucking of my ass went on for long moments of pleasure. As the second cock slid from beside of my father, I glanced through my raised and spread legs to see the second furry torso lean in against my father's and the second rod replaced the departing one. A gasp of pleasure left me and my hand clenched harder around my father's extended arm.
"That feels SO good..." I rasped against the pleasure I was feeling.
My father's forceful thrustings against my helpless body were then mingled deliciously with the sucking of my own cock by the displaced satyr. His little horns dug delightfully into my stomach as he moved his head forward. My right hand still gripped the stone slab but my left one left my father's arm to hold the head of the satyr who gorged himself on my cock.
"Take it you little fucker!" I told him as I thrust my hips forward as much as my father's corn holing of my ass would allow. "Swallow my demon meat!"
Father began stroking my ass with his huge tool, removing the addition of the second satyr by a verbal command. He began to earnestly fuck my boy body for all he could. Hands gripped me solidly, holding me on my side. He would pull back until the knob of his cock was gripped by my ass and then plunge back into me. I gasped as my body was jerked forward and pulled back. He slapped my ass hard as he fucked it and I moaned my approving pleasure at the treatment I was getting.
My father's rod shoved in and out of me at a pace that jarred my body forward and back on the slab. His hands tortured the meaty globes of my ass as they kneaded and slapped. Throbbing in the mouth of the satyr, my dick jumped with every impact and every inward stroke of the invading probe of manmeat! Father's hips undulated against me and I knew that he was giving me all he had!
"Take me..." I moaned, feeling my body respond to his torturous fucking. "Rape that hole -- take it!"
Looking over my shoulder, I saw my father's broad body aglow with passion, lust, and manly sweat that clung to every hair and glistened like small diamonds in the firelight. His features were sharp and set with determination and I felt my stomach heave with desire for him all over again! Dark eyes watched his sweet sex-stick sliding in and out of my hole and his teeth were bared with concentration. I felt his hands again and that was when he looked at me.
"I have waited for so long for this!" he said to me, his voice a rich and textured sound that caressed me. "You belong solely to me, now! With this final act, I own every part of you!"
I knew what that meant even before his hands tightened on my body.
He humped forward hard, burying himself fully in me. I was turned onto my back, demons scattering with my father's final lust-inflicted roar tearing through the night. His hands held me tightly and his body tensed all over. I scissored my long legs tightly around his waist and saw my cock standing between us, veined and straining with release without the added sensation of my hand around its base! Above us, lightning ripped through the velvet of the skies and thunder crashed in time with its appearance.
I felt my father's dick pulse madly seconds before I felt his body pitch forward with a growl. His muscular frame tensed and the sky erupted just as he did. His body fell over mine, his mouth clamping onto my shoulder to bite deeply! Blazing hot jets of father-fluid tore through my ass, washing along the tender wall and filling me up.
"YES!" My father roared, throwing his head back, his hair swirling in the now-blistering wind that tore around us. "Feel me filling you, son! Take my demonic seed deep in your gut!"
His hands pulled at my nipples as he continued to empty himself within me.
As he leaned back, my own swollen rod erupted in three immediate blasts of ropy-white spunk! The white arches missed my father's sweaty face by mere inches and each of them landed on his broad and hairy chest! Moaning like the whore of proverbial Babylon, I felt a fourth and fifth eruption rip from my throbbing cock as my father's load emptied finally in my ass.
"DAMNATION!" I screamed as my father's sweet body covered me again.
My body jerked on the slab and I felt my tail twitch again. My head still ached a bit with the addition of my horns and as I reached up to touch my father's face, I noticed my own skin color had darkened a bit. My transformation into a younger mirror image of my father was now complete -- and I was thrilled.
"You truly are my son." My father said to me, scooping me into his arms and smearing us both with my cum. "Tell me you wanted this as much as I." He said tenderly to me as he held us together.
"Yes." I said truthfully, staring into his eyes.
"Beautiful boy." He responded as his mouth touched mine.
The kiss was deep, his tongue rounding around mine luxuriously. His hands stroked my back and grazed the tip of my new tail, which sent a warm chill through me. His legs rubbed against me, the hair grazing me beautifully. I moaned against him as I closed my eyes...
Sunlight streamed into the room and I shook my head free of the pillow and bunched up sheets. Sitting up, I noticed I wasn't wearing anything but a thin sheen of sweat. Looking around the room, I saw that I was in my own bedroom and my head was spinning a bit from a bit of confusion. Surely the trip to the woods with my Dad wasn't all just a goofy dream...
I pulled myself out of bed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. My father stood with his back to me, dressed in only a pair of jeans and his sandals. He was making his trademark pancakes and the smell was intoxicating.
"Dad?" I asked, not really knowing what else to say.
"Not find anything clean to put on?" He asked with a hooked-mouth kind of smile as he turned to face me. "Your laundry is clean, you know. Are you hungry?"
"I...think so, yeah."
"Good, have a seat."
Making my way to the small table, I sat down. Surely that whole experience with the demons, the wolves, the storm and...my father fucking the shit out of me wasn't a dream. Looking up at my dad, I studied him to see if there was any sort of evidence that it had and that I wasn't losing my mind. He looked the same as he always did, somewhat solemn, heartily handsome and like my dad. When he caught me staring at him, he stopped in mid-stride and smiled a bit.
"Something wrong?"
"Do you remember yesterday afternoon?"
Granted, the question was stupidly put but it was all I could think of to say.
"Of course I do." He responded, turning to get the plate of pancakes and syrup. "Are you feeling alright this morning?" was the continuation of his assurance to me, putting the plate on the table in front of me.
"Yeah." I answered, stupidly as I stared for a moment at my father's hairy chest. "I just had one of the strangest dreams -- I guess."
"Care to share?" He said, sitting down with his own plate of cakes and cutting into them with gusto. "I've had some really good ones, lately, myself."
There was no way I was going to tell my father that in my dreams he was a demon and that he was plugging my sweet ass with his demon prick until I screamed. I took a bite of my own breakfast, nodding my head in the negative to my father's question.
"You might want to have that looked at, son." He said to me, crooking his head toward me. "It looks like it might get infected."
I looked to where he'd indicated and saw an angry looking ring of jagged looking marks on my shoulder. It was...where he'd bitten me. I HADN'T been dreaming it all, after all! Hell -- I must have passed out from exhaustion after he kissed me. Looking back to my father, I saw the smile that spread across his face as he continued to chew his food and put more in its place. His eyes twinkled with a mischievous knowledge.
"Have plans for the day?" He asked when he'd swallowed.
"Not really."
"Wanna check out the lake?"
"Hell yeah." I said eagerly, forking my food.
"Hell yeah...indeed." My father returned, that same husky sound to his voice that I remembered oh-so-clearly. "Hell yeah, indeed."
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