Call of the incubus

by DaBook   

Recent college graduate Adrian Castille has started noticing cults rising up around his city. He investigates, following a cult to an abandoned warehouse, and witnesses a deadly ritual, and finds himself face-to-face with a powerful incubus. He stands his ground, telling the incubus he will be stronger than him.

The large city of Valley Ring is centered around a river that forms a ring around the inner city. The poor sector of the city is centered around this ‘ring’, as over time the poorer denizens were attracted to the jobs that were in the city center. The outer ring was built as the city started expanding outwards, away from the marshy area. In fact, nearly a hundred years ago, the city attempted to drain the marshes around the center, and it ended in disaster. The attempt was botched which led to the center being flooded. It was later drained properly, but the center is still known for being poor and bad infrastructure. The outskirts of Valley Ring became known for being a rich and vibrant area. It quickly became a highly populated city due to the many business and economic opportunities. It soon became a tradition for those who wanted to make it to Valley Ring to survive the center first.

In the city center, rumors started circulating of a portal to hell being located somewhere in center. There were also rumors of cults popping up in the city center, many trying to summon demons or draw power from this mysterious portal. Eventually, these cultish activities drew more attention from people outside of the city center. People like me…..

I live on the outskirts of the outer ring, the richest section of the city. I spent most of my time inside studying, managing to graduate early at the age of 22. I still looked like a high schooler. Most people didn’t know I was part of the Castille family, since most of my family is two shades darker than me. I didn’t exercise much either, so I looked way scrawnier than I should be. While I spend most of my time inside, I slowly started to noticed people going missing near the college I used to go to. A lot of strange people showed up around there too, but the strangest part was that no one was talking about it. When I brought it up to my parents or teachers, they always brushed it off, saying these cults rise and fall too quickly to be a threat. However, I couldn’t keep ignoring this, I had to investigate these cults myself.

Following the cult, I reached the inner ring, just outside of the city center. Even here, the strange cultists were careful not to disturb the public. They wore dark robes with red stripes outlining the sleeves. It hung down low, completely covering their feet, with pointy hoods obscuring their face. The typical cultist look, one many people have seen before. If they were closer to the outer ring they would have been laughed at out of the streets, but here everyone seems too scared to look at them. Due to my small size, I was able to follow them to the city center. I made sure to stay low and keep quiet. The cultists traveled into a forested area, I had to be even more careful. Stepping on a branch could completely out me, and I doubted I could outrun these guys.

Soon I found my way to an old warehouse and felt sick to my stomach. This warehouse is infamous for a lot of cult-related atrocities, getting caught around here could lead to my death. I was going to turn back, until I heard screaming coming from the trees to my right. A young woman who was about as old as me was tied up and was being carried like livestock.

“Let me go, please!” she screamed. She was struggling against the restraints; she wasn’t a small woman either. You’d think the two cultists would have some trouble handling her, but despite her struggle, they had no trouble at all. Their sleeves were rolled up, and I could see their large and powerful muscled arms, clearly straining from holding the woman. Then I saw a larger figure come out of the darkness of the warehouse entrance, fixing a gag on the woman’s mouth. Once the goons got inside this figure dragged a long, heavy chain with an oversized lock and completely sealed the entrance. I was going to make a note to report this and come back for whatever is left behind, until I felt a rushing heat behind me, and a hellish wailing behind me.

My back was turned, until I felt the rushing heat behind me. Once I noticed It, I couldn’t tear my eyes away. It was a horrifying sight, a pinkish, fiery aura surrounded the warehouse. The heat from the warehouse made me sweat, almost burning my skin. I swore I could see heatwaves; I think I could hear screaming too. It’s a horrifying sight, one I should be running from.

But I couldn’t look away.

It was like an aurora borealis, an extremely terrifying version of the natural phenomena. The faint screaming and unsettling noise emanated from the warehouse. I must have been staring for hours, only coming back to reality once I heard a loud thumping from the warehouse entrance. I only just noticed the figure guarding the entrance has disappeared. The door had a large bulge on it, the chain clearly loosened. Bang! Bang! Two more large bulges appeared in the door. Then, one last bang rang out through the whole area, and from the darkness of the warehouse emerged a tall, dark figure. I could barely see what It looked like, but I could see Its eyes. Its violet eyes radiated pure violence, and its sharp teeth gleamed in the hellish haze. It locked eyes with me, a viciously gleeful expression crossed its face, and I realized I needed to run.

However, I could only take a few steps back before it caught up to me. It was huge, its head raised far above mine; when it pulled me close, I couldn’t see its face. I tried desperately to push it away and run for my life, I kept struggling until it started speaking. “Stop struggling.” It spoke with a deep voice that reached me to my core, to the pits of my being. My body seized up before relaxing. I was frozen, feeling oddly satisfied with whatever fate this creature wanted to dispose onto me. It peeled me off its body to get a better look at me, I also used this opportunity to get a better look at It too.

Now it was bending down to look at me, I could see its face. It had pale skin and a slim nose. It also had large plump lips that were painted black. It reminded me of the goth girl that used to hang around the back of school. Long purple hair covered half of its face, it would normally cover its eyes, but its bright violet eyes shone too brightly to be ignored. My eyes started focusing on Its naked body. A large, masculine body, with bulky muscles covering its body, sculpted to near perfection and slick with sweat. My eyes traveled lower until it spoke again.

“What is your name, boy?” Its dark, husky voice stole my attention, my eyes snapped back to its face. I opened my mouth, but couldn’t speak, my mouth dry and eyes wide with fear. Its hands released my shoulders and traveled to gently grab my hands. Then it spoke again. “I know my appearance scares you a little, so I ease you into this.” It leaned in and kissed me on the lips. My fear melted away as its insanely soft lips pressed onto mine, my heart slowing with each passing second. It pulled away, eyes no longer glowing. It looked down at me expectantly, biting its lip impatiently. Soon I remembered how to speak.

“It’s Adrian Castile, and I’m not a boy.” I looked up to its face, wanting to stand my ground against this creature. It sneered at me, a vicious smirk cutting across its face, sharp teeth fully revealed. Its otherworldly nature was clear to me.

“You’re bold speaking to me with such defiance, those cultists you followed tried to control me.” It grasped my face with both hands, and pulled me closer to its own. “I tore them apart, licked the blood of their corpse, and laughed as they screamed for mercy. Any kind of mercy.” Its eyes lit up again, burning into the back of my skull. “Submit to me, and I will make your last moments worthwhile.”

It licked its lips and then leaned in for another kiss, once again feeling its soft lips, but I did not want to die under its control. I bit its lip, biting hard enough to draw blood. It pulled back and wiped its lips. When it turned back to face me, it was smiling. It spoke up to clear my confusion. “I didn’t expect you to bite so hard, I didn’t expect you to fight back.” It walked closer to me, pressing me against a nearby tree. It asked me, “What does someone as small and weak as you could do to me?” My face was buried in its chest. I had to crane my neck to look it in the eye. It asked me. “What do you want?”

I always wanted everyone to listen when I spoke. I always wanted a relationship where I was on top. I always wanted to caress the powerful wall of muscle in front of me. I always wanted to be the biggest, the strongest.

“I want to be—” I breathed in before continuing, “—like you.” I was losing concentration as my hands felt the powerful muscles of this otherworldly creature. Its powerful arms rose up to my head, hand scratching its change, deep in thought as its sinister grin widened. Then it grabbed the back of my head and carefully pulled my head up to see my face.

“Interesting…” it whispered. “So you want the power of an incubus.” Then it suddenly backed up. “Let’s see how long you last; I give you full permission to worship my body.”

I lost all self-control right then and there. My hands started exploring his body, reaching up to its arms, feeling its smooth skin and shredded biceps. My face was still stuck in its chest, so I started licking its huge pecs, once I found one of its nipples, I kissed it, then started suckling like a baby. I really couldn’t get enough of this monster!

I couldn’t hold myself anymore, I moaned, loudly. I moved down to its abs, licking and caressing each muscle I could find. I moaned again, lost in lust, I came as I tried my best to satisfy the creature the best I could. The creature pulled me off its body, I could see it was speaking, but I couldn’t really hear anything. I would’ve started worshiping its body again, if I didn’t notice it pumping up its cock. It was massive, at least twelve inches long, and half as thick as my forearm. It was already hard, drooling pre all over my shirt. Once I saw it, I already knew what to do.

I got down on my knees, licking the underside of its cock, once I reached the massive, bulbus, head, I kissed it, and started licking the slit. I lapped up the precum, noticing how sickly sweet it was. Wasn’t semen supposed to be salty? Whatever questions that I had stayed in the back of my head. I couldn’t pull myself away from its cock, I couldn’t stop, I started sucking the head, struggling to make it fit in my mouth. I kept going, stretching my jaw as much as I could, even as it reached the base of my throat. Eventually, my gag reflex activated, and my body forced me back.

As I gasped and sputtered, I could hear it giggling. “You almost convinced me you knew what you were doing,” it said, a snarky grin curled up its face. “You probably spent a lot of time watching others provide pleasure, but you don’t have the experience to do it properly.” Its large hand caressed my face, “Little dog, you don’t really know what you’re doing don’t you,” my cheeks flushed with embarrassment, this creature clearly had seen more action than me in a week than I ever had in my entire life. But still, I didn’t want to just give up.

My hand grabbed its cock, I took a deep breath, and tried to fit as much of it down my throat as possible. I gagged, my jaw muscles ached, tears streamed down my face, but I kept going. I must have reached halfway until it grabbed the back of my head. It said, “Since you’re so determined, let me give you a helping hand,” It forced me to down its entire cock, I could feel it all the way in my throat. I was completely lost, it started thrusting, fucking my mouth as hard as it could, but I was already numb to it all, all I could feel was pure euphoria as it continued to ravage my mouth. I completely lost track of time, only regaining focus when it finally came, sweet semen blasting down my throat, even coming out of my nose. I came too, completely letting loose on the forest floor.

I leaned against the tree and looked up, noticing dawn breaking from behind the trees. I felt so tired, barely able to move. I could still hear it giggling, as it reached down to scoop me up, cradling me as it wiped the semen drooling from my mouth. Its smile looked a little warmer now, and it pulled me close and opened its mouth. “Where do you live, dog?”

It asked me with such a tender sweetness, I almost let my guard down and answered. Then I felt my jaw slack, realizing how damaged it must be now. It noticed I couldn’t speak, instead putting its hand on my head, large black, bat-like wings unfurled from Its body.

As it started flying, I started licking and suckling Its nipple, hearing it giggle as we started flying away from the forest, away from the bloody warehouse, as the dawn shined behind us.

I woke up lying beside my bed, rubbing my forehead as I opened my eyes. “Ugh…” I slowly started to rise from the floor. “My head hurts…” I groaned. A dull, throbbing pain set in. I probably spent too much time drinking yesterday.

I turned to my bed. Was I so drunk last night I couldn’t even manage to land on my bed? I took a seat on the side of my mattress. “Gonna have to take work off today, tell ’em I’m sick,” I muttered to no one. I reached for my pocket to pull out my phone, checking the time.

“Huh, that’s not right,” I thought, looking at the date. It was Saturday. “Weird, I thought it was Thursday, and wasn’t I investigating something?” My thoughts were coming back to me slowly in bits and pieces. I remembered setting out to find clues about the cultist’s activities and then encountering something. Something strange. I took another look at my bed, realizing it was completely untouched.

I looked down at my clothes. They were dirty, of course, but rather than seeing beer stains, I saw these strange dark blotches on my shirt. They smelled weird, like dried-out honey, and even now seemed to stick to my fingers when I touched them.

I got up and tried to walk to my bathroom, and noticed just how exhausted I was. I stumbled in, looking at my reflection. Dark bags had formed under my red-rimmed eyes, and my dark hair, usually neat and combed back, was dirty and ruffled. Dark marks covered the area around my mouth, and I noticed just how much my jaw hurt.

I turned on the faucet and started washing my face. Once I was done, I noticed a long black tail trail up to a familiar figure.

I recognized it, and I started to remember everything that happened last night. I almost broke my neck to turn around to the creature, and once again struggled to look up at its face. I could see it grinning down at me, my head barely reaching its shoulders. It took a step back, allowing me to get a better look at it. I noticed its large goat-like horns, with spikes jutting out from them, three on each horn. There was also a row of spikes lined vertically at the top of its forehead, ending in its hair. It had large, sharp ears, jutting out by at least five inches. Six sharp earrings pierced the leathery lobes.

As I gaped at it, its large hand reached up and rubbed its chin, and it looked down at me curiously, its lips scrunched up as it hummed while being lost in its thoughts.

Then it finally spoke. It said, “You look horrible, my little pet.” It bent and started jerking my face around, scanning my face, seeing how dirty and messed up it was. It snorted. “You look like need a bath, and I happen to need one too.”

I heard the tub faucet turn on. Then it asked me, “Do you need me to clean you?” I silently nodded as it picked me up and carried me to the tub.

Its long tail curled around the soap bar, scrubbing it all over my body. Its large hands, ending in sharp black nails, massaged my shoulders, loosening my body and helping me relax. Despite the relaxing atmosphere, I couldn’t completely relax due to the otherworldly nature of my companion. I leaned back and looked up at its face, and it looked down at me. It grinned at me, showing off its sharp teeth. Its eyes stared at me, they glowed like they did yesterday, violet eyes beamed down at me with a lustful interest. I snapped back into focus when I felt a hand travel down to my abs. It felt my flat stomach and continued to travel lower to my cock, gently rubbing it, trying to make me hard.

Before this went any further, I had to start asking questions, figure out what this creature was and what it really wanted from me. I grabbed its hand and asked, “What, exactly, are you?”

Its eyes stopped glowing the moment I asked. I kept going. “How did you know where I lived, and what did you do with the cultists?”

It dropped its grin, my blood running cold as it started speaking. “You clearly don’t remember everything that happened yesterday, so I’ll enlighten you on the nature of the cult you followed.” Its tail curled up to its free hand and dropped the soap bar it was using to clean my body. Then it started explaining itself.

“My name is Gnarrgthgrr,” it said. “I know that can be a little difficult to say, so I’ll let you can call me ‘Gary’. I’m known for being a powerful Incubus. The cultists that summoned me said they used to be scientists, and they’re trying to enhance the human form. They summoned me to capture me and study me, to use my power to further their research.

“They tried another ritual, using some woman they caught as a sacrifice to fuel the ritual and bind me to their service. Unfortunately, they asked for the power of Asmodeus, who’s basically my boss, and he didn’t take kindly to their attempt to control me. He broke the ring that summoned me and held me in place. Once I was free, I killed as many cultists I could get my hands on, feasting on their essence as I slaughtered them.”

It licked its lips, gleefully reminiscing the killings it had committed. “After stepping out of the warehouse, I found you, my little pet, and after teaching you how to properly suck a cock, I read your mind, then flew you back to your house.”

My memories were coming back to me: the hellish aura, the busted warehouse door, the rough blowjob, and the flight back home. It mentioned it could read my mind. I had done a little research on demons, to learn more about the cult I was following. I’d never heard of Incubi using telepathy.

It interrupted my thoughts: “Your research is flawed. Both Incubi and Succubi have limited telepathic abilities. How else would we be able to best sate our companion’s desires?” Then it added, “You told me you wanted to become like me, an Incubus. Why do you know so little?”

Gary’s hands went back to “cleaning” me, scrubbing my and caressing my body. The process was once again easing the tension my body felt. Then its left hand traveled back to my cock, rubbing it while licking my neck.

Gary’s scent was mixing with the fresh soap, fueling my lust. I quietly moaned, and then I came into its hand. It took its hands off my cock and turned me around, pulling me up to its lips. We started to make out, sloppily mashing our tongues together. It quickly dominated me, my inexperience showing as I failed to keep up. I held on to it tightly, trying to hold my concentration as Gary ravaged my mouth, hungry for my lust and will.

After it was done with me, it took me out of the bath. It was carrying me like it did yesterday, cradling me like a baby. Its tail whisked a towel off the towel rack and took it in its hand. It set me down on the toilet and started drying itself off first. My eyes tracked its arms, which it dried off first. It had large, powerful muscles, and its shining pale skin seemed to barely hold back its bulging biceps, pulling back to show off its shredded forearms.

It grinned, now noticing me admiring its physique. It moved the towel to its huge chest, its pecs danced as it dried its chest. It started drying off its belly, and I got another chance to admire its eight-pack abs.

Its sculpted abs glinted in the bathroom lights, as it slowly and deliberately dried itself off, guiding my abs lower to its long legs. Like the rest of its body, they were shredded and sculpted to perfection. I could see its thigh muscles bulging out, its skin barely able to contain them. They danced as the incubus turned its left leg outward, allowing me to see its leg from a different angle. It flexed its calves, showing them off to me, its muscles bouncing and dancing in its taunt skin.

Once it was done drying itself off, it strutted over to me, holding the towel out in front of it. Once it reached me, it wrapped me up in the towel, quickly drying me. It examined me as it dried my body, clicking its tongue in evident disappointment. It stopped rubbing the towel over me and started feeling my arms, its finger easily bent my small muscles, furthering its disdain. “Do you plan to be turned into an Incubus with a body like this?” it asked.

“I want to be strong, like you,” I admitted. “Will becoming an Incubus help me reach your strength?” I asked, staring up at its face while leaning against its chest.

“Your body is too small, too weak to survive the process.” It grabbed me by my torso with one hand. “I appreciate your small body, however. It makes it easy to carry, like a good pet,” it mused. “But your body would break if I were to attempt the ritual on you.”

So, I couldn’t be stronger? “Not exactly,” it said, reading my mind, “I can help you out a little, by passing on some of my essence.”

I must have looked shocked. It explained further: “If I pass on some of my essence to you, it will help you develop your physique quickly, hopefully making you strong enough to survive the ritual.” My face lit up again. My dream is still available! “However, I don’t can’t wait for long. I’ll have to return to my domain soon.”

So, I was on a time limit. That was fine, I did my best under pressure! I asked, “So, how long will I have to build up muscle?”

“I can extend my stay for two months,” it answered. “Any longer and I may be forcibly dragged back by something, fearsome.”

I wondered what kind of creature could scare Gary into returning to hell. It read my mind again and said, “You don’t want to know what kind of creatures are in charge of keeping order.”

I was getting annoyed with its constant mental intrusions. “Can you stay out of head for a little bit? I’m trying to figure things out.”

It didn’t want to give me any space, however, smirking as it drew its face closer to me. “Is my pet flustered? Does he need his head pats?” it taunted me. It started giving me vicious head scratches, completely running my hair. It also began rubbing its face against mine, hugging tightly as I groaned in annoyance.

“Aww, my pet must be grumpy, I’ll stop playing with you for now.” It set me down and sat down on the toilet. I took the towel and quickly covered myself. “I should explain how I can help you build muscle,” the Incubus said.

A bead of small violet light appeared in its left hand. “I can give you a little bit of my essence to help you build muscle faster. It might make you grow a little taller too.” It caught the colored light with its thumb and index finger, crouching down until we could see eye to eye again. It said, “I must warn you: if you fail to build a proper amount of muscle, I will have to take back my essences, one way or another…” Its right hand poked my chest where my heart was beating so hard I could hear it in my head. I knew what it meant. It would butcher me to take back its essence.

I had to think about this. Was it worth it? To turn myself into the same monster that stood before me? Could I abandon my humanity just for a shot to become stronger?

I got up and looked into the mirror. My small, scrawny body hadn’t gotten much respect socially, and even less so in my own family. My father often pitted my older brother against me, and I usually lost. Even when I devoted my time to academics, I only won my dad’s disappointment for ignoring the family shipbuilding business. My brother, meanwhile, used his popularity to ostracize me wherever he went, and since my dad forced us to go everywhere together, I had grown up with no friends. I only had my mom, and I was pretty sure she only raised me because she felt she had to.

So, did I really have a reason to stay human?

I looked at the Incubus’s face, my mind made up. I took a deep breath. “I’ll join you. I’ll become an Incubus just like you,” I said, sure of myself for the first time since I’d met Gary. It smiled wide, placing its essence right on the tip of its tongue. It curled its tongue toward me, beckoning me to receive its power. Without hesitation, I leaned in and took my ticket to ascension, so I could leave this earth behind and taste demonic delights.

For his part, Gary seemed eager to show those demonic delights to me. As we kissed, then started making out, I could feel his essence passing onto me, a strange energy started welling up in me, growing and growing until I couldn’t sit still anymore. I wrenched my lips away, Gary looking up at me with shock that I would end our make-out session so soon. Breathing heavily, I turned away, hastily grabbing the towel and running to my room to get changed.

“I need to start working out, now!”

After getting changed, I rushed out of my house and immediately started sprinting to the gym. After about ten minutes of running as hard as I could, I realized I had no idea exactly where the gym was. I took a short break to catch my breath and started searching for someone who could give me directions. I ran into a kindly old man and asked him, “Can you tell me where the nearest gym is?”

He smiled at me. “Of course! Go down that street over there!” He pointed behind me. “Then turn right once then turn left. The Iron Body gym should be on your left.”

I thanked him and started running again in the direction indicated. That was my brother’s favorite gym—the big baby wouldn’t shut up about that place. He would always beg me to get up and come with him, and I never really wanted to waste time in the gym. He probably still held a grudge against me for that. Seriously, why the hell did he still care? He was the older brother, why the hell was he being so petty—

My thoughts were interrupted when I ran head-first into a steel beam, which was used as a decoration for the Iron Body Gym. The steel bar was curved up and crossed over another steel beam forming an x on the building. IRON BODY GYM was engraved on the sign that hung just below the steel beam. The sign had a grey backdrop with a red outline, giving it an imposing vibe, like anyone who walked into this gym must take their physique seriously.

The double-sided doors were huge, outlined in red paint, and standing at least three feet taller than me. They were wide, too; I could stretch my arms while standing in the middle and wouldn’t be able to touch either side. When I looked through the glass, I could see why they were so big. The men inside were huge! They were all close to the size of my brother, and a few were probably a little larger….

Then I saw a pair of angry eyes reflected in the glass doors. A large shadow loomed over me. I turned around, and a tall, lean, black man stood behind me. His arms were crossed and his right eyebrow was raised in annoyance. “Can I come in?” he taunted, clearly annoyed with me blocking the door. I quickly scuttled out of the way, not wanting to piss him off anymore. As he entered, I noticed he was weirdly slim for someone who used this gym, way skinnier than most of the people inside. He turned back to me, and asked, “You just here to sightsee?”

“Uh, what do you mean?” I asked. He sighed and opened the door.

“You came here to train right?” His hand gestured towards the entrance. “Go inside!”

I quickly scuttled inside the gym and looked around. The gym looked even bigger on the inside, weight sets were lined up neatly on the wall, two on each side. Treadmills and other kinds of equipment were set in the back. I was drawn to investigate the machines, until I that man pulling me back. “Only paying patrons are allowed to use those machines,” he said, “though I doubt a rookie like you could make much use of it.”

He then walked behind the front desk, pulling up a clipboard and pen. “You need to sign up for the gym before you start working out rookie. I’m Ben Nigel, one of the receptionists here at the Iron Body Gym.”

Time to assert myself. “And I’m Adrian Castille, the newest member of the Iron Body Gym.”

I saw the smallest hint of a smile on his face. “Why did you introduce yourself to me?” he asked.

“You introduced yourself to me first, so I wanted to return the favor.” I looked down at the clipboard. “I’m also going to be working out at this gym a lot for the next two months, so I might as well get to know you as well as I can.”

“Hm.” Ben’s stone-cold face leered over me; he seemed doubtful I would last a week. He started explaining what I could do at the gym. “The weight sets and the punching bags can be used for free, along with the treadmill for the first week,” he said, gesturing toward each area. “All the other equipment and the sparring ring can only be used after you start paying the monthly membership fee, starting at $50 a month. Sign here to get half off on your first month.” He extended the clipboard to me. A surprisingly colorful sheet was presented to me. The form asked for my information and what kind of membership I wanted. Only one option was available. He noticed my confusion and explained it to me.

“The boss found a template online and made a quick edit.” I eyed the rest of the sheet and realized there were plenty of grammatical errors. “The boss isn’t good at much aside from working out and training people,” he added, twirling the pen in his hand.

I had to ask. “Can I—”

“Not likely,” he said, stopping me in my tracks. “The boss is always willing to train people, but I doubt you’ll survive her training.”

There was no way it was that tough. “I can handle it!”

“You can’t, trust me.” I thought I saw him wincing a little. “I’ve been through her training, And it’s hell on earth. I almost died!”

He looked sick, like just remembering the training was enough to make him throw up. It almost scared me into leaving. I needed training, but a quick death by Gary’s hands seemed preferable to that level of torment. I was better off figuring it out on my own.

“I don’t have any money on me right now, so can I sign on later?” I asked.

He sighed. “You have a week of free use on the weight sets, all right? Just make sure to be careful.”

I walked into the gym, heading straight to the weight set. Picking up the 10-pound dumbbell, I tried an exercise I had seen my brother do. I curled the dumbbell up to my shoulder, then I dropped my arm. My arm stretched all the way to the ground. My arms were already tearing up, but I kept going.

I thought Ben was checking on me, but every time I looked back, he was on his phone. I looked back one more time, but Ben wasn’t there. I was going to focus back on my exercise until I noticed Ben standing right in front of me.

He inspected my form and shook his head. He asked me, “You’re trying to do a bicep curl, right?” He grabbed my elbow and right hand, and slowly curled my arm up. “If you need help, don’t be afraid to ask.” Then he started to instruct me, telling me that I shouldn’t drop my arms so quickly, and to keep my back straight while doing the exercise. He also made sure I kept my elbows close to my body while curling. According to him, my biggest mistake was swinging my arms, and moving my arms too fast. I eventually fell into a smooth rhythm, slowly curling the weight up and down. I think I did 11 reps before setting down the weights.

Ben eyed me with concern. “Is something the matter? You should be able to do more curls than that.”

“It’s weird, but the weights I was using feel way lighter now. Can I use heavier weights?”

“What you were lifting was pretty light, but I don’t think it’ll be safe to push your limits now.” He decided that I should try to do some push-ups. “At least 10 before I can let you leave,” he reminded me while I struggled to do the push-ups. I managed to do 15 before stopping. I couldn’t even get up after I was finished. I couldn’t feel my skin due to the muck I was sweating.

I heard Ben sighing. “We’re not done yet,” he warned, reaching down an arm to pick me up. “You didn’t even complete a full workout! C’mon.” With a bit of effort, he managed to pull me up. He gave me a bottle of water and let me have five minutes of rest before starting the workout again.

He pushed me to do 20 squats and 25 sit-ups before I could stop. Every time I thought about stopping, I looked into his cold, fierce eyes to scare me to keep me going. By the time I finished, I couldn’t move. It honestly scared me. I could barely feel my limbs, and my pulse was slowing. I really thought I was going to die, until I suddenly felt my heartbeat quicken, with blood rushing to my head and my… cock?

I got up feeling seriously confused and aroused. I tried to stumble my way out, but I tripped and almost fell before Ben caught me. He guided me to the water fountain and I drank like a fish. I still felt extremely weak, but I could at least walk without falling over. I tried to hide my hard-on and started walking out of the gym.

Before I left, I thanked Ben for the workout and jokingly asked him when I could go to the boss for training. I was rewarded with a small chuckle from Ben. “You could barely survive some push-ups; her training will kill you.” He put a hand on my shoulder. “Fix your pants and make sure you come back tomorrow.”

My face turned beet red as I walked away from the gym as fast as I could. I found a dark alley and hid behind some upturned boxes. My shorts were baggy, and my cock could barely be considered average, there’s no way he could’ve…

I looked down at my pants. My cock was clearly tenting my shorts. It shouldn’t be that big. Was the Incubus’s essence already working? I checked my hiding spot for any puddles and carefully sat down. I looked around again to make sure no one was nearby and took off my shorts. My cock was rock hard, clearly straining against my underpants. The fabric was stretched painfully over my erection, making it feel like it was going to rip at any moment. I had to struggle to take my underwear off, almost wearing the skin off my cock as I pulled my underwear off.

When I finally managed to pull my cock out, it smacked my abs, at the same time hitting me with a strong musk. My cock was somehow sweatier than the rest of my body, with the heat radiating from it warming up my surroundings. The last time I checked, my cock barely reached five inches. Now it seemed comparable to the Incubus’s monster tool, and even seemed to be a little thicker. I could barely put my left hand around it. My cock was so hard it almost hurt and breathing in my musk seemed to only make me harder. There was no way I could go home with this. I would have to jerk off quickly before I could leave.

It scared me, though; my cock should not be this big already. But I needed to get home, now, so forced my hands to grab my cock. My hands trembled as I felt my cock throbbing, shaking my hands along with it. Well, there was only one way to make it stop. I started jerking myself off, sitting back as pumped my huge cock. It was slick with sweat, so jacking off was surprisingly easy. My hands rubbed it up and down, slowly at first out of fear for the beast I was trying to tame. My hands moved faster, as I got closer to cumming. “Faster,” I thought, “faster!”

I was nearly burning my cock with how fast I was rubbing it. Streams of precum was pouring from my cock, but I wasn’t anywhere near release. I hunched over, jacking myself even harder as more and more pre poured from my cock.

I could feel it coming, a massive climax. There were tears streaming down my face, my breathing was ragged, and small moans escaped from my mouth. I couldn’t think of anything else aside from getting off. My arms had gone numb from just how hard I was swinging them. I was exhausted, but I couldn’t stop. I needed to get off, I needed this climax, and I kept going until finally felt it.

A long, white rope of cum shot out of my oversized penis, then another, a never-ending stream of cum started blasting out my cock, painting the wall ahead in smelly cum. I leaned back as my cum covered the alley. I had to bite my lips just to keep my voice down, barely containing my moans. I thought I was cumming for hours, just managing to stay conscious until I finally felt my balls empty. My cock sputtered out a few more ropes of cum before slowly going soft. My body was going limp and my eyesight dimmed. I was losing consciousness until I heard a familiar voice.

“Enjoying your new cock, my pet?”

I immediately regained consciousness as I saw Gary before me. He was bending over me, his hands on his knees. His violet eyes were glowing as bright as ever, almost blinding me when I looked at them. After catching my breath, I realized that might be the first time I saw Gary wearing clothes, and he seemed to notice too. He stood up, showing them off to me.

He had a theme for his outfit, slutty and way too tight. He was wearing tight jean shorts, his cock barely fit inside them. In fact, I’m pretty sure if he moved too much they’ll rip and fall off him. He was also wearing a tight hoodie cut just above his chest, showing off his ‘cleavage’. His pecs and arms strained the small hoodie, so I could see some of his muscles through the fabric. He thrust his chest forward, clearly proud of the clothes he’d got.

“How do I look?” he asked, leaning over me. “I stole these from some girl I found. I fucked her brains out and stole these clothes off her,” he boasted, giggling as he twirled around like a schoolgirl. Then he sat down next to me, his back against the wall, and put a hand on my right knee. Slowly he dragged his hand up to my cock, which was now flaccid and completely drained. He moved my cock to the side and grabbed one of my balls. I didn’t get a good look at them earlier and hadn’t realized how big they were. They were the size of a large orange! I wouldn’t be able to wrap my hand around them.

He spent a few moments caressing my balls until he moved his face closer to my cock. He breathed in my musk. “Your cock smells so good…” he said, before licking my cock. He was flitting his tongue on the cockhead, sucking the slit, then dragging his tongue across the length of my cock. I could feel myself getting harder. This wasn’t good. I had to get back home soon, and I wouldn’t trust an Incubus with self-control. I needed to make him stop.

I grabbed his hair, trying to pull him off me, but I had no strength left. Gary chuckled at my pitiful attempt to pull him up and raised his head to look me in the eye.

“Is something the matter?” he asked me, his tail curling into circles.

“Can’t we continue this later? I gotta get home soon.” My voice could barely rise above a whisper. I tried to get up, but Gary pressed his weight on me, his grin widening as my legs wobbled.

Then he rubbed his face against mine, with one hand on my left shoulder, and another on my cock. “It won’t stay this big for long; you’ll only retain a bit of this size tomorrow.” He stroked my cock faster. “I need to have of taste of this, just a taste…” He started panting and moaning as my cock got harder again. He kept repeating he only wanted a taste, but I couldn’t trust those words. He was blushing, literally drooling over my cock. His eyes blinded me whenever I looked at them. If I don’t do anything he’d probably suck the life out of me.

“Please,” I begged, wheezing while trying not to panic. “We don’t have to do it in this dirty alley.” Gary’s lust seemed to be rubbing off on me. This happened to me every time I got aroused next to Gary—the Incubus’s lust made me forget everything, making me lose my mind in desire. I had to fight it, regain control, and convince him to take me home. I spoke up again. “My house isn’t too far from here—”

“A pet shouldn’t beg so much, it isn’t cute,” Gary whispered in my ear. He tilted his head. “Are you afraid of me?” he asked. He stopped smiling. “You would rather be at home than be with me? I only want a taste…”

He stared directly into my eyes, clearly infuriated with me. I couldn’t even pretend to be brave. I tried to look away, using what little strength I had to scoot away from him. Gary held on to me even tighter, holding my head in place as he stared at me with increasing intensity. His hand slid down to my shoulder and put his other hand on my left leg. He picked me up, just like the first day we met. We flew out of the dirty alley, a dark scowl left on his face.

We flew above the city, all the way back to my home. I would’ve enjoyed the sight if it wasn’t for Gary’s nasty scowl. His grip tightened as we flew closer to my home, a double-story house that sat right in the entrance of the suburbs. My dad was an efficient man, he wanted to live close to the port he owned, which was right outside the city center. He wanted to raise us near the sea. “Teach ’em early!” he said. My mom told me during her first pregnancy, it took her right up until she gave birth to convince my dad to move to somewhere safer. My dad insisted that if his kids had to inherit his business, they needed to grow up near his work. My mother insisted that their kids should be raised somewhere safe. My mom and dad were stubborn, they never backed down.

My older brother, Ernesto, inherited their fiery willpower. He always tried to get me off the couch to do whatever he had on his mind that day. Everything from boxing to scooter racing, even skydiving. The only consistency his hobbies shared was how dangerous they were. When I was younger, I was encouraged by my dad to keep up with his hobbies, “It’s a bonding experience!” he said. Those bonding experiences nearly killed my young self. Once I turned 12 years old, I decided to never go anywhere with Ernesto alone. As we neared closer to my home, I could hear Gary bitterly muttering something about the dirty alley being more exciting than any room in my house.

Once we reached my bedroom window, Gary rudely lifted up my window and forced his way in. His body could barely fit in my window, his horns and back scraping the frame. He gave out an annoyed growl before unceremoniously dropping me on the floor. By the time I crawled up to my bed, Gary’s back slammed against the wall, leaning on the wall while glaring at me. I sit up on my bed rubbing my right shoulder. I was gonna ask what his problem was until I heard my mom running up the stairs. Damnit, she must’ve heard Gary slamming himself against the wall and thought that was me.

Her short, carefully maintained hair was a complete mess, her blue blouse had white stains on it, and her white dress pants were covered in wrinkles and creases. She looked almost as insane as she was acting now. She slammed my door open and started ranting at me about how fragile the doors in the house are, even though she just slammed it open. My eyes trailed over the corner Gary was sulking in. My Mom somehow didn’t notice the seven-foot-tall Incubus in tight clothes standing just a few feet from her, I guess she was just that mad. Gary even walked right up to her and waved his hand in her face, no reaction from her. What the hell? How could she not see him?

“Hey!” my mother screamed, snapping me back to focus. “What are you looking at? Can’t you pay attention when I’m talking to you?” I was going to explain myself until Gary started making stupid faces at me. I was getting yelled at by my mom, and he thinks it was a good idea to start messing with me. I was getting irritated with Gary, and my mom could see it on my face.

“What are you getting mad at?” my mom’s face turns beet red as she screams even harder at me “You’ve been gone since yesterday and you didn’t call back, or leave any message, and you have the nerve to get mad when I ask you what you were doing!”

She started stomping towards me. I knew what was coming. “You disrespectful little—” My mom’s face twisted into a disgusted look. “Jesus, you stink!” She backed away in disgust. “What were you doing? You smell like you went to the city center!” Before she left, she turned back and told me to shower. The door slammed and Gary gave me the biggest shit-eating grin I’d ever seen.

Gary giggled as I stripped down and changed into my towel. He leaned over the doorway, grinning like a proud trickster. “That’s what you get for holding out on me in the alley,” he said as I exited the room. Of course, such a long-lived being had the time to be petty. I sighed as I walked to the bathroom. I locked the door, so Gary didn’t follow me. I could take a good look at myself in peace.

Walking into the bathroom, I took off my towel and looked at my humongous cock. Gary said the essence he gave me caused my cock to grow to this size. I took the tape measure roll I hid in the sink cabinet. I put my right hand around it, its weight shifting as I caressed it. I still couldn’t believe my dick could be so heavy. My orange-sized balls contributed to this weight too. Gary mentioned it was temporary, and I would only retain a small portion of this size.

I was not sure how I felt about this. On one hand, I didn’t have any clothing that could fit a cock this big. I would have to replace all my undergarments and might even have to start wearing a jockstrap. On the other hand, it felt good to be above average in something other than brain power. All right I need to finish measuring myself and hit the shower, I smelled worse than a gas station bathroom.

I lifted my cock up and placed the end of the tape on the base of my penis. Then I started rolling out the tape. “It’s... 8 inches long?” Most men don’t even have erections that big, and I was only flaccid! I wrapped the tape around my cock. It was 7 inches thick! I was not even erect and already bigger than 99 percent of men! It felt good to be this big!

Admiring my size only seemed to make me harder. Growing longer, harder, my cock steadily gained inch after inch under the tape. I had to keep rolling out tape until my cock stopped growing. “13 and a half inches...” Freaking incredible. Then, with trembling hands, I measure its width. 11 inches, that was ungodly thick. I might even be bigger than Gary now!

“Yeah, it’s a shame this monster will disappear tomorrow morning...” It was Gary! He was standing behind me with his hand on my cock. I backed away in shock, or at least tried to. Gary grabbed my cock with a vise-like grip. I slipped and nearly fell on my ass, but Gary managed to catch me. He hauled me up to my feet, grinning as he squeezed my cock tight.

I winced as his grip tightened, in a panicked whisper I asked, “How did you get in here? I locked the door!” Gary’s grin widened as he bent over to look me in the eye.

He taunted me, “Relax, I just want a taste,” his face inches from mine. His violet eyes were glowing as he stared down at me. He licked his lips as he stared down at my dick. A loud slap rang throughout the bathroom. Gary stood, grinning proudly as he stood up to his full height. His massive cock popped out of his shorts, and each time it throbbed it hit his abs. A long stream of precum flowed from the slit. “You think your cock is bigger than mine, right?” he asks, showing his dick off to me. “Let’s compare...”

I held up the tape measure, but Gary took it and tossed it aside. “No, we won’t need that. That’s not how we’ll measure each other.” He pressed his cock against mine, and its head was raised high over mine. Of course, since Gary stood almost two feet taller than me. “Hmm...” Gary had his hand on his chin, wondering how he could do a proper comparison. I suppose it was up to me then. The vanity could be large enough for me. I hauled myself up onto the counter, my arms still straining from my earlier workout. Gary only noticed what I was doing once I was properly seated. Grinning, he praised me. “I knew I made a good choice, picking such a smart partner.” I didn’t know what was so smart about sitting on a sink. But I barely had the time to think before Gary once again shoved his cock against mine.

His eyes glowed as he mashed his cock against mine, his precum drowning both our cocks, making them barely visible. He wiped the precum off and grabbed ahold of both of our cocks with one hand. Now we could both get a better look at each other’s cocks. Gary’s cock seemed to be just a little bigger than mine, its head making the difference. Strangely, his didn’t seem to be as veiny as mine, despite how hard it was throbbing. Seriously, I could feel Gary’s pulse through his cock. His cock throbbed so hard it would’ve shaken out of his grasp if his grip even loosened. Gary had to squeeze our cocks harder to hold his in place. Man, why do I have to be punished for his throbbing cock?

Gary grinned as he saw the size difference. I could feel his smugness radiating off his fucking prick. “The biggest prick,” Gary said, reading my thoughts. He sighed, mocking my frustration. “You’re so cute when you’re mad, sweetie.” He started aggressively patting my head. “If you take that energy to the gym, you’ll grow bigger than this by the end of next month!” His smug grin widened as he rubbed against my cock. He used his large hand that was holding our cocks in place as a tight fleshlight. He started moving slowly, his hips rocking back and forth.

My cock was somehow becoming even harder, and he kept rubbing against my cock. His pre worked like lube, making this dual masturbation session possible.

The heat radiating off our cocks could’ve melted the sink counter, and I could tell he was close. His slow, deliberate thrusts devolved into monstrous thrusts. His throbbing cock bashed mine, huge veins now visible and his cock seemed to grow as he came closer to his climax. I came first, my cock erupting like a volcano. My jizz completely covered our cocks, blasting our bodies. It covered our legs and abs. I barely had time to breath before Gary’s cum covered my face. Gary gave a guttural, demonic roar as he came. He just kept going, blasting me everywhere. The force of his cumshot nearly blasted me back into the mirror. A tidal wave of cum kept washing over my body, nearly suffocating me.

When Gary finally stopped drowning me with his cum, I wiped my face and was horrified by what I saw. Cum covered the floor from the door to the toilet. I couldn’t even see the counter, the sheer amount of cum made it impossible to see the tiles. My hand sunk into the cum until it disappeared. The mirror was also drenched in cum, only the very top could be seen. Even the ceiling had small puddles of cum dribbling down to the floor. Gary looked down at me beaming with pride at his mess. Sighing he said, “It’s been a while since I came like this, at least on Earth.” He lifted a cum soaked arm and wrapped it around me. He excitedly whispered in my ear, “Bet you can’t wait to do something like this!”

My head just fell in my hands. “I won’t live long enough to try.” I was nearly sobbing as I lifted my head to face Gary. “My mom cleans the bathrooms in this house. When she sees this mess, she won’t just kill me, she’ll rip me apart!” I was sobbing, gripped with fear of what would happen when she found out. I looked up at Gary, the slightest bit of concern on his face. He picked me up off the cum drenched sink and set me down in the shower.

Before he closed the shower, he told me not to worry. He promised to clean the bathroom by the time I finished my shower. When I asked how, he just said, “Don’t worry, I haven’t shown you all my tricks yet.”

It was going to take a while to wash all this cum off my body. I rubbed my eyes, stinging from the cum and my tears. I was embarrassed, crying in front of Gary like that. I was a grown man, I should’ve had more control than that. I wondered if anyone else in the house heard me. They should’ve at least heard Gary’s demonic moans. Maybe he used his powers to keep people from hearing us. Either way, I should clean this cum off my body before I could think about this further. As I scrubbed the cum off my body, I could see my new muscles. They weren’t impressive by any means, but shocked me as I looked at them.

My shoulders had a little definition and had some firmness to it. My biceps were clearly a little larger than they were this morning. When I raised my arm and flexed it, I could even see a little more muscle! Usually when I flex my arms, I couldn’t see the difference. Not a single, small muscle would be visible no matter how hard I flexed. Now I could see my bicep raise up a little bit, small veins snaking across my forearm. I couldn’t believe this! I had muscle, real muscle! I could barely contain my excitement. Even my chest, abs and legs, they all looked a little bigger than I ever thought they would. Whatever Gary did to me really works, I’d soon be bigger than my brother, maybe even larger than Gary. I could only wait...

After all that excitement, I turned off the water and started using the soap to scrub the rest of my body. While I was scrubbing my body, I heard some odd slopping noises, and some weird, high-pitched moaning. I could only hope whatever Gary was doing in the bathroom would make it clean. Once I turned the water back on again, a few thoughts from the back of my head surfaced. How was I going to explain my growth? If I kept growing at this rate, many people were going to notice. My brother would definitely notice; someone like him would be suspicious. What would I tell them? What could I tell him? There was no way I could tell them the truth. What would happen when Gary left? Would I be able to stay here on earth? Or would I be turned into an Incubus and be forced to go down to hell with him?

Before I could stew on these thoughts, Gary opened the shower curtain, grinning widely at me. He asked me, “Why are you taking so long in the shower?” He was eyeing me up and down, checking out. He whistled, eyes glowing faintly as added, “You’re clearly done. Why don’t you step out of the shower so I can get a better look at you?”

I stepped out and looked at the bathroom. It was spotless, looking just like it did yesterday. How the hell did he do this? I looked at his face and saw a small dribble of cum trailing from his lips.

What? “D-did you, lick the cu—?” Gary put a finger on my lips to shut me up, wiping the cum off his face. He cleared his throat before telling me that he only had a little. Yeah, a little.

“I’m serious!” he whined. “I only had a little taste before properly cleaning the bathroom. Besides, I blasted out a lot of pent-up energy, so I gotta make some of it back.”

Hold on, losing energy? “I know Incubi reap energy from sexual intercourse,” I pressed him. “I thought they only lost energy by abstaining.”

Gary faced me again. “You already knew your research is flawed. If either an Incubus or Succubus has a lot of sex and keeps cumming throughout it, they can end up losing energy.” Gary explains that they lose too much energy when cumming, they’d have to go into a deep sleep to rejuvenate themselves. “You don’t need to worry about that happening to me, I’m still pretty backed up.” He yawned, stretching his arms as he said, “I haven’t had a good fuck for at least 200 years, so it’ll take more than a little bathroom fun to tucker me out. Still, that felt good.”

His wings appeared out of nowhere and fanned out, completely covering the mirror. Then he leaned down to my ear, his deep, sultry voice rocking me to my core. “I’ve been waiting for someone to knock me out like that.” He licked me from my cheek to my ear. “You’ll become bigger and stronger for me won’t you, so you can fuck me like that?” His lustful growl as he dropped those last few words made me rock hard. I could barely hold myself back from immediately trying to fuck the daylights out of him right then and there. He giggled, knowing he had me wrapped around his finger. He opened the door, tilting his head to the hallway. “Go on now dog, your family’s waiting.”

I was in my room now, picking out my change of clothes. I took a large graphic tee, a hand-me-down from my brother. It was huge, but the rest of my shirts looked too tight. I hadn’t needed to buy new shirts since I turned 16—guess I’d have to start now. I took some shorts that are also hand-me-downs from my brother. I’d need it to hide the monster Gary decided to bless me with. Honestly, I didn’t know why I feared my mom getting mad at me for the bathroom. She’d be way angrier when I started growing. She’d have to buy me a new wardrobe every week! I sighed, realizing I’d have to go commando, as none of my underwear would fit me. At least the shorts were a snug fit.

I heard a knock on my door—my older brother Ernesto, yelling the food was ready. God, did he always have to be so loud? After he stomped away, I pulled up my shorts and tied them up as tight as I could and went downstairs.

The table was already set, my mother scowled a little when she looked at me. She’d probably stay crabby for the rest of the weekend. My dad was short, stocky frame took up most of his chair, his sweatshirt struggling to hold back his bulk. He was sitting, arms crossed, impatiently waiting to eat. My hulking brother stood behind his chair, the chair barely reaching his hips. A muscular beast like him could shatter the chair if leaned too hard on it. His stupid grin was plastered over his face. I speed-walked over to my seat and greeted my family. Ernesto finally sat down, and my mom let us eat.

The food was still hot, so I had to sit and let it cool. It looked like she made Camarones con Crema, my dad’s favorite dish. No wonder he was so impatient. I looked over at him, deadly silent and tearing up his plate—that was a sign it was really good. My dad loved small talk on the table, and he only shut up if he was scared the food would taste worse by the time he was finished running his mouth. My brother was similarly ravenous, but struggled to keep the food in his mouth, probably ‘cause it was too hot. My dad had a legendary heat tolerance, and my brother tried everything he could to be like him. I usually didn’t like dishes with this much cheese, but my mom could make anything taste good if she tried. My mom eyed me with one of her eyebrows raised.

“Are you not hungry?” she asked, irritated I hadn’t touched my food.

“Don’t worry, this food’s just hot. I can’t eat lava like dad can.” I picked up my spoon and blew on my food. After taking a bite, it was no wonder my dad had been silent since he started eating. I started clearing the plate at record speed, nearly breaking my plate while scraping my spoon against it. The food was good, but I’d never eaten this much this fast without throwing up. This must be a side effect of the essence Gary gave me. It was only when I noticed the rest of my family looking at me that I finally calmed down. I asked them, “Is something wrong?”

They looked at me with astonishment, clearly surprised by my appetite. My dad looked vaguely proud of me, my mom was clearly disgusted, and my dopey brother just looked shocked at me. My mother passed me a napkin.

“Clean your face and be a little more careful while eating! You’re spilling the food everywhere!” She was right, the creamy sauce was dripping off my face and onto my shirt, which further dripped onto my shorts. I took the napkin and wiped my face clean. I wiped my shirt and shorts, the sauce leaving large stains behind. I had to be careful while cleaning my shorts, as I could feel my large junk while rubbing the napkin on the fabric. While I was cleaning myself, my dad sighed and leaned back in his chair.

“My little boy is finally eating properly!” His voice boomed across the kitchen. “Ya era hora, only took 20 years...” Mom glared at Dad, clearly displeased with his response.

“What are you praising him for?” Mother screamed the question at him. “He’s eating like a pig, and you’re praising him?”

Dad grimaced, knowing what was coming. “I’m not trying to encourage bad eating habits, I’m just saying he’s finally eating like a grown man.”

“So, you think a grown man eats like a savage?”

“No, no dear, it’s just our boy—”

“You spend too much time down at that port! You’ve clearly forgotten how people are supposed to act!”

“Hey, now don’t interrupt me, and don’t talk about my workers like that! They work too hard for pompous egghead like you to insult them like that!”

“What did you call me? You—”

And they just kept going. Well, this argument was probably gonna last a while. I looked at Ernesto, and he clearly looked uncomfortable. He pushed back his chair, trying to leave as quietly as possible. I tapped his shoulder and motioned for him to follow me. I got up and threw away the napkin, while Ernesto quietly followed me.

We went to the living room, him with his napkin still in hand. My brother faced me as I leaned against the wall, looking squeamish.

“Looks like they’re going off again, I hope they calm down soon...” he said with a half-hearted grin on his face. Every few minutes, he glanced back to the kitchen in worry.

I sighed. He was clearly trying to hide his worry. “It’s fine, they’re still arguing in English. It only gets really bad if we can’t understand what they’re saying.” My brother and I could speak Spanish pretty well, as long as it was spoken slowly. Whenever our parents started ranting in Spanish, it was nearly impossible for us to understand them. “We can wait it out like we always do.”

My brother nodded, still glancing into the kitchen as if he expected our parents to drag us back in. Then he looked at me and noticed I was wearing his old clothes. I could see the question forming on his lips. Then he looked at my arms.

“You know, arms look a little bigger than yesterday, have you been hitting the gym lately?” Oh shit, I figured Ernesto of all people would notice when anyone gains any amount of muscle.

“N-no,” I blurted out, a little too quickly. “I just haven’t finished growing.” His eyes lit up; he wasn’t fooled.

“What gym did you go to? I can give you some tips for your diet, dieting is very important when it comes to working out, our mom’s food has a lot of proteins, but you’ll also need—”

He just went on and on about the foods I should eat depending on what body I want. He just kept going and going on various exercises and the best gyms in town. I was getting tired of this and tried to speak up. “Hey, keep it down. I have been exercising a little bit, but I haven’t been to any gym yet.” I stepped closer to him, beckoning him to lean down. He did and I tried my best to explain to him why I wanted to work out in secret.

“I just did some running and a little bit of lifting. Can you keep this a secret? I want it to be a surprise.”

“Surprise for who? Are you trying to surprise our parents? They’ll probably just get mad if you get too big and they end up buying new clothes for you.”

“Well, no. You see, I just want to get fit for a, uh, friend.” I had to play this carefully. I didn’t want my brother to get suspicious.

“A friend, huh.” That big dopey grin returns. “You got a crush, little bro? And they like muscles? You better be careful I don’t take ’em bro.” He started flexing, showing off his impressive muscles. His biceps were almost the size of my head, and he knew how to show them off. His posing was really good, raising up both of his arms and flexing them hard. Since he was so close to me, his chiseled biceps looked even larger than they were. I’d only met one being with muscles more impressive than his, and I couldn’t tell him about it.

He stopped showing off and extended his hand to me. “I can help you get in shape for your crush, with all I know you’ll get in shape in no time!”

I almost took him up on his offer, but I thought back to Gary when I first met him, walking out of the warehouse with a hellish haze behind him. There was no way I could ever let him meet my family. “I appreciate the offer, but I need to do this on my own, okay?” I glanced back at the kitchen. Our parents were winding down now. “Our parents must’ve finished their argument. We gotta go back before they realize we left.” I tugged at his sleeve. “C’mon, let’s go.”

He looked disappointed. His hands dropped to his sides as he stared at the floor. “Okay, let’s go.” God, I didn’t know he acted like this, but it made me feel like I was supposed to be the older brother. We walked back to the kitchen; our parents were calm after their heated argument. My mom looked smug as hell, while my dad looked irritated. It was almost like their moods swapped. Once we took our seats our mom asked us where we went. My brother went to the bathroom while I said I got up to throw away my napkin.

My dad raised his brow at me, “It took you that long to throw away a napkin?” he asked. I just shrugged my shoulders and leaned back. My dad’s eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to go off on me, until my mom spoke up.

“Dear, I thought we agreed on no more arguments.” I could leave the house and still feel her smug energy. My dad twisted his lips, clearly having something to say, but decided to keep to himself. He only picked up his spoon and told us to eat before the food got any colder.

After eating I go straight to bed. My brother tried to talk to me again, but I told him I was too tired and needed my beauty sleep. He gave me another stupid grin, telling me that I’d need it for my crush. God, I hated his stupid jokes. I rushed up the stairs, hoping no one noticed my upcoming hard-on.

I rushed inside my room, careful not to slam my door because I didn’t want my mom to yell at me again. I locked the door then jumped on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn’t believe I got through that whole dinner without anyone noticing my huge cock! Seriously, I was going commando, it must’ve taken some serious luck for no one to see that.

“You think no one saw what you were packing?” Gary spawned right next to me, his sultry voice sending chills through my whole body. I would’ve jumped off my bed if his large arm hadn’t already wrapped around my shoulders.

“How the hell do you keep doing that!” I screamed, rattled by his sudden appearance.

Gary’s grin widened as he tilted his head. Pale, sharp teeth were visible as he looked at me. “Keep doing what?” he taunted me, playing dumb.

I struggled in his grasp. “Stop fucking with me,” I huffed, trying to put some space between me and this fucking prick. “You keep appearing out of nowhere with these weird-ass powers! Can you at least explain some of this shit?”

Gary’s shit-eating grin didn’t fade as he took his arm off me. He lay down, with one hand holding up his head and another on his hip. That pose and his smug grin reminded me of Willy Wonka, looking down on a bunch of snobby kids. I was too old for him to be treating me like this. He giggled, clearly reading my thoughts.

“You’re not as slick, kid. Your mother noticed a big bulge when she burst into your room earlier, and your brother noticed it too.” His eyes started glowing faintly. He kept going, “Your mother was really freaked out about it, asking your father if he knew about it. He managed to convince her that she was seeing things.” I felt his hand on my chest. “Your brother noticed too—when you got up from the dinner table, he saw your shorts shift across something… something he was too afraid to ask about.” His hand trailed down to my stomach. “He thought you were stuffing your shorts, probably trying to impress your crush.” His hand was closing in on my shorts. “He felt so bad for you, that’s why he wanted to help you build muscle.”

Then, he yanked off my shorts, and my monster cock was now out in the open.

I could feel his nails trailing on my cock. The sharp edges didn’t touch it, but I could still feel the pain. It excited me, my heart pumping as blood rushed to my cock. As my cock got harder, Gary grabbed it, slowly and carefully rubbing my cock, drawing it out as long as he could.

“I think you know why I treat you like a child. You’re small, tiny, barely the size of a high schooler.” As he slowly pumped my cock, he shifted to position his face right in front of my cock. “You only have this cock, and this cock will disappear tomorrow.” His back was arched, knees digging into the bed. His large, round, muscular ass high in the air, a nice amount of fat was still visible, making it look that much more magnificent. He gave a deep sensuous growl, reverberating around the room. It reminded me he isn’t human, as if his perfect body isn’t proof enough. “You are just a child, and you have the nerve to call me your crush.” He scoffed, before licking the base of my cock.

“You talk about me like I’m just some crush, some shameless secret you can hide from your family.” I was glaring as he started sucking my balls, his violet eyes brimming with disgust.

Then he fully unfurled his tongue, giving me one long, drawn-out lick from my balls to the head of my cock. Now I was at full mast. “If you survive the ritual and become an incubus,” between each lick he stated, “you will be my incubus,” another lick, “my eternal partner,” another one, “my pet, my dog...” His voice got higher as he spat out each line. With each lick, he shamelessly moaned, his eyes glowing as blindingly as they did in the alleyway. Then he put his large, black lips on my cockhead, sucking as hard he could. Dammit, I was so close, just a little more-

“No.” A single word shook the room, stopping my climax for just a moment. Then, I felt a strange pressure in my balls, it felt like they were slowing ballooning. Then I noticed my cock feeling painfully tight, with Gary’s thumb pressing down on my slit. My legs were trembling; my knees shook as the pain in my cock was building. Why was Gary stopping me from reaching my climax?

“Because you won’t submit,” he answered, his violet eyes glaring down at me. “Both in speech and in your head, you deny my glory.” He stood on his knees, leering over me. He held my cock tight, adding to the painful pressure. “You’re weaker than me, you’ll be lucky to end up being my eternal partner! You’ll be lucky to stay by my side as something lesser when I’m done with you!” His thumb pressed down so hard it nearly plunged into it. I thrashed in my bed, tears welling in my eyes. It took everything I had to not start wailing right then and there.

I begged him, “Gary, please...” Gary’s grin widened into a manic smile. He now had both hands on my cock.

“You are my slave, my pet, my eternal partner,” Gary leaned in closer to my cock, looking over it to stare directly into my eyes. “Say it.” His deep voice boomed all around the room. “Say that you’re mine, say that you’re my dog.” His eyes widened as his voice rises in pitch. “Say you’ll always be mine, say you’ll always belong to me.” He sounded as pained and desperate as I was. “Say it, say it!”

My cock turned a deep shade of red, large veins pulsating through the shaft. My balls feel like they’re going to explode! I couldn’t resist, I had to give in. “I-I’ll always be weaker than you,” wiping my tears as I kept going, “I’m your dog, your slave, your eternal partner,” my cock hurt so bad! “I’m your pet, I’ll always be yours!” I screamed those last few words, nearly passing out from the pain. At that moment, Gary downed my whole cock, taking it all the way to the balls. His cheeks puff up to an insane size as I reach my climax, my cum filling his mouth. I screamed as I came again and again, my cum blowing up his cheeks with each blast. Even as I came, Gary still swallowed everything my cock gave out. His squinting eyes glowed so brightly it nearly managed to light up my dark room. Eventually my output died down, and I ran out of juice. Even still, he kept going, his cheeks flushed pink as he kept sucking. I came again, and it was sucked out even faster than my first cum blast. Each time I came, Gary sucked it down. I could even feel him sucking the cum out my balls!

I put my hands on his head to try and pull him off, but I was too weak. Even as I was losing consciousness, Gary kept sucking, hungry for whatever life I had left. Even with my cock filling his mouth, I could still hear his muffled moaning, as my consciousness was fading away. It seems he was just as powerless to stop his lustful instincts as I am. I couldn’t believe this, was he really going to kill me? Collapsing onto my bed, all my energy gone. Just before I lost consciousness, Gary spat out my cock. Breathing heavily, he lies down next to me, kissing me on the cheek before finally passing out.

I woke up the next morning, surprised I managed to survive the night. I haul myself up to sit up on the bed frame. I looked down at my cock, it really did go back to normal. It only looked a little bigger than it usually did. My body was slick with sweat, and I raised a trembling hand to wipe my brow clean. That was when I noticed how sore I was feeling. My whole body felt limp. I guessed that was the consequence of Gary sucking me dry.

I looked down on the sleeping incubus, out like a light. Not a dribble of cum on his lips—he really had swallowed every drop. His hand fell off me, his body twitching a little as his hand fell on the bed. He cooed as he tossed and turned in bed.

I looked down at my cock. It really did go back to normal. It only looked a little bigger than it usually did.

“Adrian, c-come cl...” he mumbled before moaning. It sounded too cute for a demon like him. He looked surprisingly adorable as he lay there. I tried to get up, and as soon as I got on my legs, I almost fell over. I had to grab my nightstand to avoid falling on the floor. Now gasping, I struggled to stand up straight. Then I heard yawning, and the blanket shifting over. Shit, he was awake. If Gary saw me in this state, it would only confirm everything I had to say last night.

Dammit, why did I let this Incubus have my way with me? I should’ve run away when I had the chance. I nearly started crying, my arms struggling to hold my weak body. Just before I fell, Gary caught me and helped me up.

He gently lifted my head up, looking in my eyes. “You know, I don’t like it when you have such thoughts about me.” He wiped my tears next. “And when you think such thoughts about yourself.” He helped me walk over to the mirror, letting me see both our bodies. My small frame was almost completely covered by Gary’s hulking frame. Way to make me feel better, man.

“No, that’s not why we’re looking at the mirror.” He grabbed my arms from my elbows, slowly raising them up until my arms were at a 90-degree angle. “Look at yourself,” he whispered softly, as I winced from the pain. He squeezed my bicep, the bicep pushing back around a little. “You’re gaining strength, little by little each day. Not just from exercise, but also from sex.” I tore my eyes away from our reflection, tears streaming from my eyes again. I’d gain strength, but what did that mean if I just stayed as Gary’s plaything forever?

Gary held my chin again. “Don’t look away,” he whispered, his voice softening. Every time he spoke, it disgusted me.

“N-no,” I begged, not wanting to look at a form I’d never attain. Gary tugged harder, firmly gripping my chin.

“Look,” he commanded. As I turned to him, he took a few steps back. He turns around, his back facing me. Then I heard a fabric tearing, his tiny jean shorts tearing apart as he flexed his legs, his glutes slowly tearing apart the tiny shorts. When they were free, he let me ogle at his ass before turning around and flexing out of his hoodie. The hoodie shredded as his chest seemed to magically inflate in front of me. Once his chest was free, he focused on his arms, his biceps, and triceps ballooning out as they tore up the sleeves. Once he was done, his tail snaked over to my chin and motioned me to pick my head up.

“I was not fully honest last night. I plan to make you my eternal partner, as a mere pet. However, I never mentioned your potential.” He raised his arms up to a 90-degree angle, each bulging muscle was visible in the morning light. “With that small piece of myself inside of you, you have the potential to equal me.” He thrust out his chest, his massive pecs and shredded abs now glistening in the light. “To equal this.” He stretched out his legs, flexing them and letting his quads and calves bulge out. “No, you shouldn’t even settle for that, you should be aiming to surpass me!” he pulled his arms over his head, thrusting his hip out at me, his massive cock hardening instantly.

“You understand, don’t you, I gave you the potential to surpass my demonic beauty, to make me your pet! Do you understand my love? You have the potential to have the greatest body that will ever walk the earth!” His wings sprouted out from his back, blocking out the sunlight. With his body in the shade, it only highlighted his glowing violet eyes. “You have the power to claim any partner you wish! Even me! Even just the thought—”

He couldn’t finish his speech. A deep, sultry, demonic groan escaped from his lips rattling my whole room. He came, and a bit of his cum splashed on my left cheek. I licked some of the cum, some of my energy restored from his jizz. It seemed he was right about sex making me stronger.

“Of course,” Gary drawled, walking over to me. He pulled me in for a deep kiss. It was different from the ones I’d shared with him before; there was a certain tenderness that I didn’t feel last time. Like he was massaging my mouth instead of trying to tear it apart. He pulled away; I could tell by looking at his eyes he didn’t want to stop.

“Now, you understand what I gave you,” he said, breathing heavily. Now his smile returned. “Now go forth and claim the body you want.”

That was all I needed to hear. I quickly changed and rushed out the door, straight to the Iron Body Gym.

Author’s note: This is the longest chapter I made so far! I really underestimated how much I would end up putting in this chapter. Any critiques on this chapter will be appreciated. I am always trying to improve.

When I met first Gary, it was at the end of the first week of June. He gave me a small sliver of his power and awakened me of my potential. Since that fateful weekend, I’ve stuck to a simple routine.

Wake up at 8, shower, eat breakfast, and spend three hours learning everything I can about building muscles. Wait for my brother to leave at noon. Then head out to my job. After work, I head out to the gym. It takes me 20 minutes to jog to the gym, then I work out till 8, come back at 9, and eat dinner before rushing upstairs to cuddle with Gary.

I already signed up for gym membership, so once I walk in, I can immediately change and start my workout. Ben has basically become my personal trainer. Even when jogging, I reach the gym at 6, when most people have already left. Which means Ben can focus on making sure I don’t kill myself on the equipment. I always try to get on the treadmill, but he refused since he knows I jog here. He still works me as hard as he can. Warming up with some stretching, lunges and crunches. Then, we start the workout.

He told me we were doing training splits, the exercises divided into the push/pull/leg split. Monday and Thursday, I did push exercises, which focused on my chest, shoulders and triceps. Tuesday and Saturday, pull exercises that focused on the back and biceps. Then on Wednesday and Saturday, we focused on leg exercises, which obviously focused on my leg muscles. By Saturday, I was dragging my sore body to the gym, each hour I spent there left me tired and sluggish each night. I had to walk to the gym this time, so I got there by 6:30. Every part of my body felt stiff when I walked in the gym. Ben must’ve noticed because he ordered me to do way more stretching exercises than usual. Lunges, calf stretches, the cobra—the works. I must’ve spent at least 10 minutes stretching my body out, and by the time we were done, Ben only let me have two minutes to rest before starting the leg exercises.

“Make sure you stretch at home after we’re done here, you need to take care of your body outside of the gym,” Ben chastised me after I drank my water. He gave me this advice after I signed up for the gym’s membership, and I forgot to follow it. No wonder I feel so sore.

I soon realized the break didn’t last long enough. From the first set I knew it would be a long walk home. The barbell squats were straining my legs way too hard, and the next set brought me to my knees. Ben knew that I needed a minute, but he could only give me a few seconds. If I spent more than 5 seconds on the ground, he gave me a warning before hauling my ass up to continue my workout. 3 sets of leg presses, 3 sets of leg extensions, and was merciful by only making me do 2 sets of calf raises. Then I realized I was wrong assuming Ben would let me walk home. I would be lucky to limp home in the state my legs were in. Sitting on the floor, my trembling arms struggled to lift my water bottle. Ben stood over me, glaring as I tried to catch my breath. Even with Ben glaring at me, a silent warning to get up on my feet, my legs just didn’t have enough strength to stand. Ben sighed, extending his hand to me.

“Come on,” he said, lifting me up. “You can’t stay here overnight. I’ll drive you home.” Wait, what? I couldn’t go home with Ben! My parents will demand they meet him, and my brother will figure out what gym I was going to! I try to get up and walk on my own, only to trip and fall. Ben easily catches me, holding me up as my legs shake under my weight. Ben’s strong, with lean muscles, a rippling six-pack along with well-conditioned arms and legs. But he wasn’t big. He was tall, at 6’4”, but his muscles were slim. They didn’t pop off his frame like the hulking monsters that usually came to this gym. As he helps me sit down, I realized I never asked him about his physique.

“You know, most people who go here are huge. They’re all built like Greek gods,” I say, sputtering out each word.

Ben glances at me with his eyebrow raised. “You say I’m not?”

“Well, I thought the gods would be bigger.” I wasn’t sure if Ben appreciated my little quip, since he started glaring at me again.

“Well, I might not be built like Zeus,” he said, standing up. “but not all the Greek gods are hulking monsters.” He took off his shirt, letting me see his lean pecs and rippling abs, his dark skin stretching over his powerful muscles. “Apollo and Dionysus, for example, are more known for having a slim physique, compared to the rest of the pantheon.” He slung his shirt over his shoulder, stretching it over his arm. He must have been trying to mimic Apollo’s statue in Vatican City. “Despite his smaller physique, the Belvedere Apollo is considered the epitome of aesthetic perfection.”

He looked as muscular as the statue itself, maybe even more so due to how well-conditioned his body was. Despite the lack of muscle mass, he looked nearly as impressive as Apollo himself. My heart skipped a beat as I imagined him in proper godly attire.

The hint of a small grin appeared on Ben’s face. He raised his right arm and flexed it. His chiseled bicep was aesthetically sculpted, while his corded forearm had nearly every muscle visible, with veins snaking all the way up to his hand. My eyes were locked onto his arm, wondering how long it would take for me to look like that. I took a moment to look down at my arm. It was closing in on his size, but it was nowhere near as chiseled as his. I had a lot of work to do.

Ben regained my attention by tapping my shoulder. “The reason why I’m not a hulking monster like most of the gym’s patrons is because I’m a professional kickboxer.” He stretched his arms before sitting beside me. “Many people think a fighter could never have enough muscle, but that’s not true. Too much muscle can end up slowing you down and tiring you out in long bouts. I don’t need to be built like Hercules when I’m already black Apollo.”

That’s something I didn’t know about fighters, but I had to ask, “Keeping your muscle mass low can help you in the ring, but won’t it make it hard to control some of the rowdier patrons?” I’d seen some of these guys. Man, they were huge. They hadn’t said much to me, but I could tell they wouldn’t mind putting their hands on me.

Ben did something I thought he wasn’t capable of: he chuckled. “You don’t need to worry about me, some of these guys look mean, but I haven’t had a problem with any of them since I started working here.” Then he leaned in closer. “Besides, I may not be built like Hercules, but my punches feel like his when they hit in the right place.” God, his brutal confidence was so sexy. This may be my first time since middle school, but I had to try to ask him out.

“Hey, uhhh…” Dammit, I could do this. Gary said I could claim anyone I want. I just had to try! “So, before you take me home—”

Ben stops me before I can finish. “It’s late,” he states, plainly. “You gotta get home before your parents get mad.”

Well, I saw this coming. Even the infernal powers Gary bestowed upon me couldn’t make me a smooth talker. Maybe I should start on someone who isn’t such a hardass. My legs felt a little better, so I was capable of walking now. Still, Ben insisted on holding me up as he led me to his car. Just in case.

Once we got in and started asking about his job as a kickboxer. Weren’t there gyms that catered personally for fighters? I asked him about this, and he told me that he was just working here for extra pay. “Since I’m a new fighter,” he said, his knuckles turning white, “what I make is barely enough to pay the bills. Since my fighting gym takes a portion out of my winnings, so I work here for some extra money.”

“That’s not fair,” I told him, painfully sitting up. “Your gym should do more to support you. They should at least make sure you can pay your bills before they take a cut of your earnings.” I gasped out those last few words. That’s probably my body reminding me I still need to recover. Ben glances back at me and sighs.

“It is what it is, it’s fine. Besides, I don’t mind working here. Nothing wrong with some extra workouts.” He turned. Now we were nearing the suburbs. I’d say we were about five minutes away. “So, why are you going to the gym? And why are you trying to hide it from your brother?”

My eyes went wide, and Ben noticed, looking at me in the rearview mirror. He pressed me, “Your brother goes to the same gym, and you always arrive an hour after him. I haven’t told him yet, but he asks me I won’t lie for you if don’t give me a good reason.”

I gulped, realizing I had to come up with something good. The shoddy excuse I gave to my brother won’t work with Ben. I sucked in my teeth and tried my best to lie.

“I’m working out so I can get stronger, to, uhh, protect myself. I just don’t want to rope my brother into this.” Let’s just hope that bit of the truth can fool Ben. In the rearview mirror, I saw Ben’s harsh look. He hadhis questions, but I didn’t know if he’d ask them.

We finally reached my house, after the longest five minutes of my life. Ben parked the car right in front of the driveway. I thanked Ben for driving me home and started the walk up to the house. Before I opened the car door, Ben stopped me. “If you wanna learn how to fight, you can go to the fighter’s gym at 10 a.m. I can train you for an hour.”

Wait, was this a confession? Probably not, but this could be an opportunity. I could make him mine, or at the very least, I can learn how to fight. Maybe I could incorporate what I learn with my new demonic powers. Even if I couldn’t get him to like me, it was still a good way to practice my power without Gary breathing down my neck. I thanked him for the opportunity and walked to my house.

Reaching for the knob, I was surprised when my mom nearly managed to rip the door off its hinges. She gave me a hurried greeting before rushing me to the table. There’s only one plate there. She explained everyone else already ate, and they’d already gone to bed. This time she made some beef rice. Simple and high in proteins, just what I needed. As I ate, she started asking me questions, wondering why I started working out.

Swallowing before I answered, I wondered why everyone was so interested in me working out. “I’m just working out because I want to, it’s not that big of a deal,” I mumbled as I shoved more food into my mouth.

“Ay!” she yelped, sitting up to scold me. “Working out doesn’t give you an excuse to talk to me like that!” She calms down and asks me “What were you doing at that gym? You were really late today. Also, who brought you home?”

I raised my head from my plate. “It’s only 9:30, mom. I’ve come home later.” It was weird, even when I was in high school mom never worried about me arriving late. She was always more worried about whatever Ernesto was doing.

“You’ve come home later from the library, from school. Those places are safe. Most of the gyms are located closer to the city center. You know how dangerous it gets down there.” Right, I remembered running close to the Iron Body gym when I was following that cult.

“Still, I’m an adult now. We celebrated my 22nd birthday two months ago, remember? I can handle myself.” Finishing my plate, I got up and told her, “Soon I’ll be looking my age too.”

“Oh!” she yelped. “You didn’t tell me who brought you home!”

“O-oh,” yeah, I was kinda hoping she would just forget about that. Which one of my friends can be a stand-in, Tyrell, Jerry? No, they’re out of state right now. Maybe… Zack! “Yeah, Zack! Zackary took me home today.”

My mom’s eyes lit up when I mentioned him. “Really, the Whitakers are back in town? You should’ve told me!” Smiling, she snatched my plate. “we’ll have to schedule a meeting with them!” She loved the Whitakers, all eight of them. I only really liked Zack—he was the only normal one. I excused myself and started going upstairs, but before letting me go my mom called me back down.

She pulled me in close, hugging me and kissing me on top of my forehead. “Stay safe this summer, okay?” I knew that tone. She was worried, though she usually tried to hide it. I hugged her back, telling her I could watch myself. I’d grown a little taller since the start of this week, so I didn’t need a boost to kiss her back. She finally lets me go and I rush upstairs, ready to meet Gary.

I crashed into the bed, with Gary materializing right beside me. We immediately started making out, Gary wrestling with me to get on top of me. Once on top, he held me up, kissing me even deeper than before. His long, powerful tongue mashed against mine, eyes glowing with lustful intent. His musk filled the room, his tongue and the lustful aroma nearly made me cum right then and there. I only held back because I already experienced this combination before. He pulled away, kissing me all over my face, his lips were insanely soft, sinking into my lips and electrifying my entire body. It was Gary’s test for me, to hold back from cumming every time he kissed me. Each day I failed, cumming ropes each time he kissed me. Today, I managed to hold myself back from spraying Gary with my cum. Impressed, he pulled away, humming with approval.

“Your self-control has improved, little dog,” he said, his fingers trailing down my body. “Let’s see how else you’ve improved...” He grabbed my arms and held them over my head, pulling off my shirt, my chest laid bare for him to admire. As he inspected my body, I blushed. I’d been working hard, but I didn’t know if it’d be enough. They didn’t even look as good as Ben’s. “Nonsense!” Gary blurted out, reading my thoughts. “You’ve only been working out for a week! Take a good look at what you accomplished!”

I looked down at my body, realizing how big I’d grown since the start of this week. My chest was no longer flat, jutting out a little. Below my pecs my abs were starting to emerge, a small ridge with six puffy squares, evidence of my hard work. Gary held up my left by the wrist, letting me see just how well-built my muscles were. Veins showed up on my forearm even without flexing, and my biceps doubled in size since we first met. “And it’s only been a week,” Gary reminded me, squeezing my bicep. “My little pet has been working hard for me. Now let me reward you for all your work.”

Stretching out my arm, Gary let his tongue roll out of his mouth. It was longer than my hand! Hell, Gary could probably wrap it around my whole hand if he really wanted to. Gary teased me, licking my wrist, his tongue tickled my skin. Then he put his whole tongue on my forearm, dragging it all the way down to my elbow. He kisses my bicep before looking up at me, the same cheeky grin he always gave me. “Flex your muscles for me, I want to worship them.” Worship? Me?

“A-are you sure? I d-don’t think my muscles are mighty enough for—” The moment his tongue touched my bicep, I flexed immediately.

While moaning, Gary got right in my face, and whispered to me. “You’ve been working so hard for me, let me please you, let me heal your sore body…”

He kept going, licking my bicep from my elbow. His tongue licked between my bicep and triceps, and even flicked his tongue underneath my arm. I knew I started leaking precum. My muscles tensed as his tongue traveled further up my arm, eventually reaching my shoulder. He licked and kissed my shoulder, and when he bit my shoulder, I couldn’t hold back. My cock slipped out my shorts. I came, blasting ropes all over myself. Some of it lands on Gary hand. Grinning while licking his hand clean, he looks at me with lust, ready to reward me properly. He licks and kisses my pecs, stopping at each of my nipples to suckle them, like I suckled his. I came each time his soft lips touched my nipples, moaning loudly until he stopped. He gave one last lick each time he finished with my nipples. Then he looked up at me, his eyes glowing like flashlights as his lust grew. He buried his face in my pecs, or at least he tried to. My chest was too small for that. Either way, it didn’t stop him kissing me all over my chest while pinching my nipples. He rolled out his tongue again, licking me down all the way down to my abs, I twisted around in ecstasy as he kissed each puffy square before reaching my crotch.

When he reached my shorts, Gary once again looked up at me. His eyes glowing with lust as his fingers curled around my shorts. My cock poured a steady stream of pre, soaking my shorts. Gary already knew what I wanted him to do, and with a quick nod he obliged. He ripped my shorts off, my pre sprayed all over his face. He closed his eyes, slowly licking my precum before opening them again, somehow achieving a new level of lust. I didn’t even know the Incubus could ever get hornier, but I could see it in his eyes. He was ready to tear me apart!

I tried to back up, but I couldn’t move much with Gary pressing his full weight on my legs. “Don’t worry,” he said, lubing up my cock with his spit. “You’ll need bigger boxers when I’m done with you…”

He pressed his lips on the head of my cock, only a steam of pre blasted out. Gary didn’t stop to explain how he kept me from blasting his face, only licking and sucking the precum off my cockhead. Raising his head while breathing heavily, blushing as he looked at me. He was lost in his own lust, he lovingly kissed and licked my cock, lathering it in his spit. I could hear his moaning whenever he wasn’t stuffing his mouth with my cock: his sultry, womanly moans reverberated around the room. His moaning excited me, now a river of pre flowed from my cock. Gary dutifully sucked it all up.

Despite how wild he looked, he was careful with his blowjob. He was n’t sloppy, he was slow, slowly licking my cock up and down, each kiss on my cock feeling like it lasted hours. When he moved down to my balls, he suckled on them slowly, with the same care he gave to my cock. Soon, it felt less like a blowjob and more like he was edging me. I should’ve cum five times already, whatever magic he used on my body kept me from cumming. I squirmed—no, I thrashed under his weight, too horny to speak. Hell, I was nearly too horny to think. Every time I tried, a loud moan escaped from my lips.

Eventually, I managed to squeak out a desperate plea. “Gary… Please!” He looked up at me with glee, watching me squirm under his grasp, he clearly got off on it. I could see his cock hardening, poking out from under him. He’d let me measure his cock on Tuesday—it was nearly 13 inches hard. A steady stream of pre flowed from his cock, staining my bed. It should be messing up my face instead. Gary read my thoughts, and finally decided to let me cum. My cock exploded all over his face, painting Gary’s face white. Gary held my legs in place, lapping up as much cum as he could. Even as my cumshot trickled down to a stream, Gary still put his tongue to work, lapping up my cum like a cat, kissing my cockhead as cum dripped off his face.

I laid down in bed, breathing heavily after blasting Gary’s face. I stayed down for at least 10 minutes, all the while Gary continued to clean my cock. His face was still covered in cum, his back arched, feet up in the air as he causally licked my cock clean. Once he was done with my cock, he wiped my cum off my face and licked it all up. Once his face was clean, he finally lifted his body off my legs, and pulled up to my side. Now that he was off his stomach, I could see his cock in all its glory. Lying beside me at a slight angle, his cock poured out precum on my leg. His cock’s precum nearly outdid my output! He was taunting me with his cock, letting me know I was nowhere near his level. I could see in his face too, even in the dark I could that smug grin plastered over his face. Gary knew what he was doing, showing off his cock like that. He knew it made me hungry…

“Hungry for more,” he said, finishing my thoughts. “Hungry for bigger muscles,” he said while flexing his arm. “Hungry for a bigger cock,” he said, shooting a glob of pre at my face. I licked his pre off my face, drooling as I stared at his huge cock. I was hungry for his cock, I wanted it, I wanted so bad! I immediately put my mouth on his cock, sucking up any precum I could. Then, I awkwardly shifted positions with Gary. Now on top of Gary, I took in as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. I went down, down further, even as I felt it in my throat. I stopped right before I reach the base of his cock. Try as I might, I physically couldn’t take anymore. His pre would clog up my throat. While I couldn’t think of a better way to die, I knew Gary wanted me to live. I couldn’t spend the rest of my life pleasuring him if I died, after all.

“That’s right, drink up all my cum so you can grow big and strong,” he moaned as I sucked his cock. “Drink up, heal your body! Soon you’ll grow stranger than me!” He wrapped his legs around my head, holding my head in place. He thrust his hips, forcing the rest of his cock into my mouth. I moved with his thrusts, sucking his cock as stared down at me with a strange look. He had his arms tucked against his chest, his fist holding up his head. He stared at me like he was looking at a cute dog, squealing every time I went down on his cock. I hated that look. I’m not planning on being your little pet for long Gary, I will surpass you! I started sucking even harder, and Gary’s small squeals soon turned into loud moaning, deep, sensual moans that shook the room. His moans brought me to climax again and again, but I kept going, I had to keep going. I had him in my grasp, and I was not gonna let go!

When he thrust faster, I sucked harder. His legs tightened around my head as he got closer to reaching his climax. Even with his legs tightening around my head, I could hear his moaning. His deep, demonic moaning was the only thing I could hear. It spurred me on to suck him even harder. Soon Gary announced his climax with his demonic howling, blasting my throat with his white-hot seed. I tried to swallow his jizz like Gary swallowed mine, only to end up with jizz blasting out my nose, and my mouth. I tried to pull away, but Gary had his legs locked tight, his huge thighs nearly crushing my skull. His cum continued to blast everywhere, painting my bed white and covering Gary’s body up to his neck. Looking down at me, Gary realized he was crushing me, and summoned the will to release me. I backed up as Gary kept coming, and he wasn’t stopping. He arched his back thrusting his cock up, spraying the ceiling! He always controlled himself in my room, usually because I couldn’t. I always gave in to worshiping his perfect body. I guess I can feel proud at making him lose control for once, although I know my mom will make me sleep in the hallway when she sees this mess.

When his climax finally died down, he spent a few minutes catching his breath. His cock was still rock hard, even after ruining my room like this. It throbbed in the air, thick veins snaked across its length, I could feel Gary’s pulse through his cock. Gary wrapped his arm around me, drawing me in for a kiss. We held this kiss for a long time, then we started making out again, smooching as Gary held me closer to him. It was the coziest I felt while being with Gary, I wish we shared more moments like this. His cock decided to make itself known again, letting out a stream of precum. It only added to the flood of cum that covered the bed. I could barely see his beautiful legs under the ocean of cum, which was nothing short of a crime. I decided for now, I’ll service my master and clean up his legs.

I started licking his thighs, this was where the cum was thickest, so I might as well start with the hardest part. I dragged my tongue across his thighs, from the knee all the way up to his hip. Sucking, licking and moaning as I dutifully cleaned my master’s thighs, until they were visible again. My stomach was bursting with Gary’s cum, giving me a little potbelly. But it was worth it to see my master’s thighs in all their glory, his muscles popped out effortlessly, small veins snaking across them. The sight nearly made me cum again! But I had to focus, I would get a chance to enjoy myself when his body was clean. I started licking his abs until Gary suddenly flipped me over, his cum covered body lying on top of me.

What! Not again! Why was he doing this bullshit again? Every day since I started working out, he always ended our nights right on top of me, his rock-hard cock throbbing on my ass. It was infuriating! He always teased me like this! It made even less sense tonight because he was even hornier than I was! His cock spurted hot precum over my back as pressed weight on me. It was too much! I squirmed under his weight, my cock harder than ever, but it was no use. Gary wouldn’t budge. He held my head in place and started whispering to me. “You’ve reached your limit; you need to rest.” He kissed me on my left temple, and we both shot off pre.

We both writhed around in bed in ecstasy, but Gary still maintained his control. Staying on top of me he whispered in my ear to go to sleep, and despite my lust, I started to drift away. My last thoughts before losing consciousness were of Gary ramming his monster into me, and I gave off one last cumshot before going to sleep.

When I woke up, I was alone in bed. Both me and the bed were completely clean. Huh, Gary must’ve used the same magic that he’d used to clean the bathroom. Speaking of Gary, he was standing at my window, looking at the morning sun. He stood bent over, with his hands on the windowsill, showing off his perfect ass to me. Man, I couldn’t wait to fuck it! He breathed in the morning air before standing up straight and looking over me. His eyes glowed again, and he gave me a proud grin. “I told you last night, didn’t I? Now, you’ll need new boxers.”

I looked down, seeing he’s completely right. My cock looked noticeably bigger than it was last night! Gary handed me the tape measure, and I got to work measuring my new cock. “7 inches.” I was closing in on 6 inches last night, now I had an inch more than that! My cock hardened up in excitement, and immediately turned to Gary. Usually when his eyes were glowing like this, he couldn’t help but pounce on me. This time he was unusually reserved. He leaned in close to me and told me something I wouldn’t believe in a hundred years.

“Listen,” he whispered in my ear. “You’ve got a secret admirer.” My eyes went wide. I looked at his face, making sure he was serious. Gary’s lips curled into a mock frown as he read my thoughts. “You think I’m a liar?”

“No, I just can’t believe—”

“You think just because your attempt with the fighter failed you’ll never have any potential lovers?” Wait, how did he know that? Had he been following me to the gym?

“I’ve only happened to be near the gym a few times, when I was on the prowl,” he said. “Whenever you left, I noticed someone else looking at you,” I was silent, listening to him go on. “This man has been following you with his eyes, drawn to the essence inside your body. He will be waiting for you, if you can find him…”

I jumped to my feet, ready to go back to gym and find this man. I rushed out before I could ask Gary for any more details, a decision I would soon regret.

I ran as fast as I could, taking twenty minutes for me to reach the gym. I completely ran out of energy when I reached the red-lined doors. It was closed, like I’d expected. I ran all the way out here, knowing this place would probably be closed, just for a chance for some ass. Gary must’ve really been proud of me, huh? I stood there, panting, nearly ready to fall over. I was about to go home when I noticed something in the corner of my eye. I thought I saw a man eyeing me before walking away. I saw him for a split second, but I was drawn to him. I think I saw him walk to Gluteus Maximus? What the fuck? Even weirder, my body moved on its own, following this man to the small bakery.

I entered the small bakery, greeted by the owner, a portly little lady with a strong German accent. She’d just finished stocking the display case. Her accent was so strong I had a little trouble understanding what she said at first. I think she said, “Good afternoon, dear. Take a seat wherever you like.” I looked around the bakery for the man I was following. He was sitting by the window, his back turned with his head down. He was wearing a green flannel shirt, with baggy cargo pants. He was so big I could barely see the table in front of him. I took a deep breath and stepped over to his table.

I tapped his shoulder, and he turned around and gave an awkward greeting. He could only look me in the eye for a few seconds. I sat down next to him and asked for his name. “M-my name is Gabe,” he said and paused for a minute. “My last name’s Bellow.” He had a deep, mopey voice, and cute southern accent. His face matched his mopey voice, with his lips curling down into a permanent frown, and his eyebrow curled up with constant concern. It reminded me of the Ghostface mask. He looked worried, tapping his foot while his eyes darted around the store, as if someone was about to pop out and snatch him if he sat still for too long.

I’d need to break the ice if I want to start dating. “Where did you come from? I was born here, but my family is from Mexico.” He just stared at me, hunched over the table, his mossy hair covering his face. I tried to speak up again, but Gary stuttered a reply.

“I came from the countryside,” he said before realizing he interrupted me. “Sorry…”

“Oh, it’s fine! Keep going!” He was finally opening up. I had to keep this convo going.

“Well… I came from this little town called Meadowcove, and I came up to the big city for money, since my family’s farm was failing,” he sighed, gazing down at the table, looking even sadder than ever. “I haven’t earned much since coming here, so I might have to go back, even if there isn’t much to go back to….”

Jeez, this was depressing. I should find a way to help him out. If we’re going to be dating, I should help him out. “You know, my dad owns the biggest port in town. I can get a job for you—”

“For certain favors, right?”

Wait, What! “Hold on, I’m not like that, I just want to—”

“You know, I’ve been roped into schemes like this before. They come up to me, acting friendly, sharing some food or drinks. They got me a ‘job’ which always puts me in trouble with the law. The last time I talked, I almost got killed by my ‘coworkers’. I’m not doing no ‘jobs’ for you.”

I could see the look on his face, he was about to leave! Panicking, I grabbed his arm as he got up. I could he was glaring at me—I could not shadier if I tried. Still, he had the wrong impression about me, and I wanted to change that before he left.

“I-I’m not like that. My dad owns the Castle Port. I’m not offering this job in exchange for a date or anything like that, I just want to help.” I looked up at him. He was still glaring at me, but it looked like he was considering what I had to say. Gulping, I looked him and the eye and said, “I just want to talk. I like you, and I wouldn’t mind spending the afternoon with you.”

I sat back down and stared down at my hands. I hoped he didn’t think I was some shady asshole who wants to use him. I hear him sigh and the chair scrapping back into place. Then I feel his weight crashing back into his chair. I looked at Gabe. He still had a moody glare, but his eyes looked hopeful.

“All right,” he breathed out. “I’ll give you another chance since you’re cute.”

My head burned up when I heard that. “Y-you t-think I’m c-cute?”

“What, I’d figure someone with a face like yours would’ve heard that a few times.”

I was sweating bullets, cheeks flushed, shaking in my seat. I was stuttering every other word. But the date seemed to be going well. We’d already finished eating, and Gabe was being patient with me. Since convincing him to give me a chance, he hadn’t interrupted me, and tried his best to understand me, no matter how much I stuttered. You’d think spending so much time with Gary would prepare me for this, but Gabe was the one taking control of this date. He was even paying for everything since my dumbass forgot my wallet at home! Seriously, I had to pay him back as soon as we got home.

Gabe got into a bit more detail about what kind of trouble he’d gotten into since coming here. He’d been lured to the city center and had been roped into robberies and scams. Everything he’d mentioned was small-scale stuff, but most of our time was spent talking about his hometown, and how much he misses it. Made me wish I could go down there with him right now… Oh, he just paid for everything, and was signaling me to follow him outside. Of course I got up and walked over to him, stumbling over myself, but still cautious. I really couldn’t believe I scored a date with someone like him. I could appreciate the size of this man. I barely reached his shoulder, his arm was nearly the size of my leg, almost as long too.

The owner looked up at the two of us, her face lighting up as she saw us. “Oh, finally you got yourself a friend!” She turned to me. “I’ve been looking after Gabe for over a year, so you better take good care of him, you hear!” Now it was Gabe’s turn to blush.

“Ma’am, I’m old enough to look after myself…” he mumbled under his breath. I could barely hear him, but I could tell he was embarrassed. Both the owner and I giggled at his sudden shyness. Before we left, the owner thanked me for hanging out with Gabe. We walk out of the bakery, and we start walking back to the gym. While walking, I asked Gabe about where he was staying, figuring I should walk him home.

“Oh, you don’t need to do that. I’m a grown man, I can handle myself.”

“Well, you can come to my place then, my parents aren’t home right now.”

“No, i-it’s only the first date. We aren’t close enough to go to each other places.” Okay, why was trying to get out of this. I thought he wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with him! What was going on? I was about to ask him why, before I remembered what happened earlier. If I pushed him too much, he’d walk away. I’d just have to wait for him to open up. I gave our goodbyes and we went our separate ways. Then I felt someone tapping on my shoulder. It was Gabe! Did he change his mind?

“S-so, you wanna meet up at the gym tomorrow?”

Oh, that was what he was asking me. “Yeah, sure.”

Gabe turned away with a small grin, while I left with the biggest case of blue balls I’d ever felt.

“I’m home…” I said to no one. I was exhausted, and my blue balls felt even worse now. I felt like I’d fumbled the whole date. I mean, he didn’t even trust me to walk him over to my place! Stomping upstairs to my room, I ran the whole date in my head over and over again, thinking about what went wrong and how things could’ve gone, how things should have been. I should’ve had him wrapped around my finger, carried him home, and given him the best night of his life.

I crashed onto my bed and screamed into the pillow. My balls felt like they were about to explode. I was about to tear off my shorts and start jacking myself off when Gary spawned right beside me and smacked my hand away.

“Well, that date didn’t go as well as you wished, didn’t you?” he taunted me, his hands rubbing over my exposed abs. “You chase after a man in the same clothes you slept in last night, sweating like a pig, and you’re surprised he doesn’t want to follow you home?” Snorting, he leaned in closer, whispering in my ear, “Or take you to his place?”

“Dammit, I don’t need you to remind me of my date, I need you to—”

“You think you deserve any relief?” Gary asked, glaring at me. His glowing eyes beamed out disappointment at me. “I will remind you of that catastrophe of that date, and I will remind you that your body still needs work.” He pushed his body closer to mine, and his lustful scent washed over me. It made me even harder, my legs squirming as I kept trying to pull down my shorts and jack myself off, but Gary leaped on top of me and held my arms in place. Lost in my lust could only ask, “What are you doing?” as he held me in place.

“Your frustration is a powerful tool; I’m not going to let you waste it. I’m not letting you have any relief until you have sex with your new boyfriend.”

“What the hell, you can’t—”

He puts his finger on my lips, shushing me. “You need to work more on your more anyway,” he said, his tail tearing away my shirt and running his finger down my body. “You’re close to having an acceptable physique, and sex will distract you. Honestly, I’ve been spoiling you too much.” That was bullshit—I’d been working my ass off since he’d gifted me with his essence! “Yes, but you could be so much more, you plan to, don’t you?” He finally got off me and sat at the side of the bed. “Come on now, do some push-ups. Work out that frustration until you can smash that countryside ass…”

I got off the bed and turned away from Gary. I heard him chuckle as I slipped under the sheets. He poked my back, telling me it was still the middle of the day, and I still had some time to exercise. I told him to fuck off, in my mind, of course. I was too pent up to speak to him.

He chuckled a little louder. “Suit yourself.” Then he left.

Goddammit, I could smell his scent on my sheets, and that meant my boner wasn’t going down at all. I checked to make sure he was gone before getting out of bed. I cranked out some squats—might as well tire myself out and take a nap. On my fifth squat, I felt a strong slap on my ass. I gave a small yelp as Gary’s laughter bellowed through my room. “Come on now, don’t let a little pain stop you. Go faster!”

Pissed, but still pent up, I kept my back turned to him, I didn’t trust myself not to fall into a horny mess when I saw him. I kept exercising, knowing the next few weeks were going to be rough.

Ever since that disaster of a date, I’d been hitting the gym harder than ever. The day after, I went to Ben, begging for harder workouts. He was hesitant, since I could barely handle the workouts he planned for me earlier, but I promised him I could handle whatever he threw at me. He started upping the ante, a few more reps to my regular exercise first. Just a few more leg raises, a few more curls, nothing crazy. That was until we started training in his fighter gym. He made me run for 3 miles every day, with me holding the weights while running. Then he drilled the basics into me. Jab, cross, left hook, front kicks, and so many other moves that I can’t remember right now. He also trained the hell out of my core, with pull up crunches, Russian twists, and mountain climbers. He also hit my core with a medicine ball. He claimed this would make it easier for me to take punches to my core.

This hellish training went on for two weeks, and it showed on my body. I’d grown to 5’7”, my arms have only gotten more muscular, peaking at 13 inches. My chest was now 31 inches. My waist was 28 inches, and my thighs were 24 inches. Thanks to Ben’s training my abs had finally shown themselves, a nice six-pack now showed themselves without me flexing more core. My cock hadn’t grown much, only growing about a third of an inch over two weeks. It was probably because I didn’t cum since that disastrous date. Gary had been watching over me, making sure I improved my body. Whenever I was home alone, he was always in my ear, pushing me to work out as hard as I could. He’d also been edging me. Even in front of my family, he played with my cock, bringing me as close to cumming as possible, then he just stopped. Once he’d finished with me, he’d always turn back and grin at me, tell me he was finished, then fly out the window. Of course, my family couldn’t see him, only I could, which made everything he did even more frustrating.

Now, on a Saturday evening, I was on my way home when I came across a familiar face. It was Gabe! He was dressed in a green T-shirt, and baggy brown cargo pants. His pudgy face was sweaty too—he must’ve just finished working at my dad’s pier. He had been working there since we started dating. For some reason, he only worked weekends, and whenever I asked, he always gave me a different answer. Either way, it didn’t really matter. We walked together, holding hands, just talking about how our days had gone. We just walked through the city; the streets were slowly becoming more packed as the evening progressed. We walked to the bakery we first met, and we saw the owner cleaning up the shop. She waved to us, beaming ear to ear. Of course, we waved back. After walking past the bakery, I turned and asked Gabe how his new job is going.

“My job’s going well, your dad been checking in on me since I started working. Making sure I was comfortable.” That was good, I was worried Gabe would have some trouble working at the pier, since most of Dad’s we gruff, old ass men who didn’t like anyone under 30. As long as my dad showed his approval, they shouldn’t have had any issues with him. “Y’know, I like your dad.”

“Huh, why?”

“Well, he’s the center of power in the pier, but he’s not abusive. He treats everyone on the pier like family.” Yeah, he spent more time at the pier than at home. “He feels like a father to me, I like a big man who can take charge.” He stopped, and leaned in closer, whispering in my ear.

“You wanna take charge and walk me home, Adrian?”

Oh shit! It was finally happening! Those two weeks of blue balls might be worth it! This might be better than any night I ever spent with Gary!

We finally arrived at his place, and I saw why it took so long for him to take me to his place. He told me his place is in the city center. Not in the ‘dead’ center, but still rundown and poor. His place was this nasty-looking apartment—it looked like it was going to collapse at any moment. He led me up the steps, with one hand around me, with the other hand far away from the railing. The rusting railing was bent out of shape, leaving it with spikes that you could easily cut yourself on. The rust mixed with the black paint looked like lava, frozen in place. It made the apartment look hellish, like the rest of our surroundings. We walked up the steps, all the way to the second floor, second to the last door. I thought the door used to be white, but a whole load of putrid stains turned the door piss yellow. Gabe gingerly grabbed the doorknob and opened the door.

His room was surprisingly clean compared to the rest of the apartment. It still looked like a miserable place to live, but it was clear Gabe did his best to make this place comfortable. The floor has a few faded stains, a sign that Gabe has tried to keep clean, and the kitchen looked… usable. The living room has one big couch, and a few chairs laid out around a boxy TV. I bet that thing was older than the both of us combined.

I was already getting hard, despite the depressing room. “Yo, your place is, nice… But I didn’t come here to look around.”

Gabe looked down at me, asking “Getting impatient, aren’t we?” My face turned a little red.

“Hey, I don’ got much in the way of accommodations in this little hovel, so let’s cut to the chase and head on over to my room?” My dick just got a little harder hearing that, so I guess we’re both ready for some fun.

We headed to his bedroom; walking behind him due to the tight hallway. He opened the slightly cleaner door. It was a little less dingy than the rest of the house, and actually felt pretty cozy in there. He had a bed that was almost too large for the room, but it was also really neat compared to the rest of the house. A guitar was propped up in the leftmost corner. The room was also decorated with family photos and country souvenirs; it was Gabe’s way of making this apartment his. I felt like I could breathe easily in here and followed Gabe to his bed.

“So, how you like my room?” The bed creaked as he crashed into it. The pillows and blanket pop up as he sits down.

“You room looks really nice, I bet it’s your favorite room in this place.” I sat down, right next to him, I leaned on his right shoulder. “I bet this’ll be my favorite room while I’m in here with you—”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to pull him close. I was not quite strong enough to pull him down to me. He giggled and leaned down to me, kissing me right on the lips. Our first kiss, and I didn’t want it to end. I pressed a little harder, lifting myself to his face. Gabe put his weight on me, holding me close while planting his arms on the bed. He leaned closer to me as we opened our mouths and started making out. Our tongues mixed as Gabe, and I held arms as we made out on the bedpost. While making out, we took our shirts and threw them on the floor. We kissed even more deeply for a few minutes, Gabe pulling my arms down, relaxing as we pulled our mouths away from each other. Breathing heavy, gripping the bed sheets as Gabe took off his pants, and tossed it to the shirt pile. His flabbiness was on full display now, with all his clothes on the floor. His belly hung low, nearly touching mine, despite both his arms holding him away from me. All that flabbiness hid his strength, which I could feel as he held me down.

“Alrighty, Adrian!” Gabe said in a oud voice, getting up and sitting on my hips, “You ready ride this cowboy?” He pulled his shorts off me and exposed my rock-hard 7 incher. He holds my hips and puts his cock right beside mine. It was a lot smaller than I thought. It was not even half of my shaft’s length. He was blushing, looking away from me. I was getting impatient, grabbing his legs and trying my best to lift him up. He leaned towards me with a cheeky grin, pressing even more of his weight on me. “You didn’t answer my question, Adrian.”

“Yes, come on!” I was yelling now, begging for the ride of my life. Now Gabe was willing to give it to me. He got up and slammed my cock, damn near breaking it with his weight. He got up and slammed his ass on me again, the sheer force he hit the bed with made everything jump up the bed. I grabbed his hips and yelled at him to slow down. He looked down at me, confused and a little concerned.

“You wanna stop?” He was breathing heavily, just those two poundings taking a lot of effort.

“No, you just need to—relax a little.” I was breathing heavily too, my hips already hurting from his effort, “I just wanna enjoy this for a little longer.” He gave me a skeptical look. “Come on, man! It’s our first night together. You keep pounding me like that, I won’t even last until sundown!”

“All right, I understand! All that flattery just makes me want to pamper you…” He slowws down, grinding on my dick as reaches out for my hands. We held hands as I rode him at a more manageable pace, at least for him. My hips were already feeling sore. I tried to sit up and kiss Gabe, but only reached halfway. It took a little while for Gabe to realize what I was trying to do, and he leaned in more, pushing his tongue in my mouth. He put his full weight on me, picking up the pace as we made out. He held my hands tighter as the pace quickened; at this point my moaning would be heard all over town if me and Gabe weren’t tongue-mashing against each other.

He stopped, taking his tongue out. We both took a much-needed breather. Both of us were covered in sweat, panting like dogs.

“You ready to end this, partner?”

I looked at Gabe and gave a silent nod. Gabe sat up, giving me the space to prop up my body on my elbows. Then, in unison, I thrust my hips as Gabe slammed his ass on me. He slammed me back on the bed, only for me to get up again, thrusting up as Gabe pounded me into his bed. Gabe’s bedroom is now filled with a wonderful, horny, chaotic orchestra of his bed creaking, our bodies crashing into each other, and our loud moaning, ringing through the walls. Our minds focused on each other, zoning out everything else. This was what I’d been waiting for! I couldn’t believe I waited so long for some real, hardcore sex like this! I was being crushed, ground, into a broken, horny mess by this cowboy, and I never wanted him to stop! Nothing lasted forever though, I could feel it, I was getting close, I was gonna—

Shit, it was coming, I can’t stop it! “Gabe, I’m—oh—ooohhh!”

Gabe could barely squeak out a word before I blasted his ass, my cock erupted with steaming hot jizz, way more than what should be possible. It didn’t come out all at once, I pushed upward each time I came into Gabe, thrusting so hard I was able to lift him off the bed, if only for a moment. I gripped his ass with all my strength, holding on with all my might as I kept coming, flicking in and out of consciousness as my jizz got all over Gabe’s bed. His ass couldn’t hold all of it in.

Eventually, my balls emptied, and my hands fell off Gabe’s ass. I went limp and breathing for dear life, trying my best to stay conscious. I could barely focus on Gabe’s face, but I could tell he was similarly worn out and… distressed?

His head whipped around wildly, as if someone was jerking his head around. He took a brief step out of his room, then rushed back in, lifting me up and dragging me into the hallway. Despite my blurred vision, I was close enough to his face to see his fear. He quickly stuffed me into a small closet before telling me to stay quiet.

“Why, w-what’s going on?”

“I don’t have to time to answer that. Just hope you don’ hafta find out.” His voice broke a little at that last word. Shit, it must be something serious. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek before closing the closet door.

“Stay quiet, love, and don’t leave this closet.”

After Gabe shut the door, I heard him stomping away and then two doors being slammed shut. Then I heard the water running, I guess he was taking a shower. He must’ve closed the bedroom to keep the smell out. Then, I hear someone knocking on the door, yelling to let him in, probably trying to get Gabe’s attention. Soon it stopped, then I heard the lock turn, and the door swung wide open! Light footsteps strolled into the apartment, and through a small crack in the door, I could see whoever stepped into the apartment. I carefully leaned forward to look out the peephole.

He was tiny. Even from there, I could tell he was even shorter than me. His skin was pale, so white it nearly shone in this gloomy apartment. He had short dark hair with long bangs that cast a dark shadow over his eyes. His face, marked with eyeliner and violet lipstick, gave him an emo look. His clothing matched this look, dark as the apartment, creating a chilling contrast with his skin. His sweatshirt and pants hung so loosely on his skinny frame that I swear they were about to fall off. He was calling for Gabe, saying it was important for Gabe to greet him properly. I watched him walk out of the living room and out of sight. Then I heard him knocking on the bathroom door.

“Hey! What are you doing in there? Locking yourself in the bathroom right when I arrive?!” His knocking intensified as Gabe stayed silent. Suddenly he stopped and huffed. I bet he was tapping his foot right now, waiting for a response. Then, I heard Gabe turn off the water, mumbling something to the stranger.

“Speak up! Your voice should be loud and clear when you’re speaking to me!”

I heard the door swing open. “Sorry,” said Gabe, “I didn’t know you were coming—”

“As if, I already let you know I was coming over! You should’ve had the red carpet out for me the moment I arrived.”

“That’s my bad, sir, work’s been really tiring fer me…”

“Work?” the stranger nearly screamed. He sounded offended. “What do you need a job for, serving me should be enough!”

I can hear them walking through the hallway, walking closer to the closet I was hiding in. As they came closer, I could hear Gabe’s voice shake with a nervous tremor, trying his best to stay calm.

“Well, I’ll always appreciate you are paying my bills, but it doesn’t hurt to have a little something on the side…”

The stranger stopped right in front of the closet, and I could feel Gabe’s anxiety as he stiffened up, now standing straight as the stranger looked around. The stranger’s eyes flicked from the closet I was hiding in back to Gabe, and a slimy smile crept across his face as he stared up at him.

“If you needed more money from me, all you need to do is ask. After all, I have plenty of tasks I was willing to pay you for…”

Why the hell was Gabe letting him push him around like this? Did he have something on him? Gabe told me that he used to be involved with some shady people—was this kid one of them? I thought Gabe was no longer involved with these shady people; Gabe must’ve been looking for a job so he would no longer have to rely on the stranger’s money. He must be really desperate if he was relying on this asshole. I had to get him away from this goth bitch.

The goth bitch put his hand right on the collar of Gabe’s shirt, pulling the big man towards him. Gabe awkwardly shuffled his feet towards him, and the stranger got on his toes, tugging harder on Gabe’s shirt. Gabe leaned down as the stranger forced a kiss; they held it for a long time. My blood boiled as the stranger pushed Gabe down, and planted his dainty, stocking-covered foot right on top of Gabe’s chest.

He grinned, putting his hands on his hips and asking, “Who’s your master?”

Gabe looked away, tilting his head towards my direction. “Y-you are…”

A slight frown appeared on the stranger’s face. “You’re forgetting something, my servant.”

Gabe swallowed as he opened his mouth. “Master,” his voice barely rising above a whisper.

The bastard’s face darkened as he looks down on my boyfriend. “Say it louder…”

My heart broke as I heard Gabe give a little whimper. He said, “M-master,”

A sick smile cut across the stranger’s pale face as demanded Gabe to say it louder. “I want the whole city to hear you, hear you call me your master!”

Gabe gulped again, swallowing his pride as he looked away from me. “Yes, Master!” God, I couldn’t watch this shit anymore, I tried to retreat deeper into the closet, only to accidentally knock some stuff over. Shit! I closed my eyes, hoping the stranger didn’t hear that. When I opened them again, I saw his cruel pale face stare right at me through the peephole.

Then me and Gabe were standing side by side, my pants ripped off and thrown aside. I tried to fight back when the stranger found me, but I was still too tired from the pelvis-breaking ride Gabe gave me, so he was easily able to overpower me and throw me out of the closet. Still, it was a little too easy for him. I’d been making crazy gains since going to the gym, and this guy was so skinny looks like it took effort for him to lift a pencil. That also didn’t explain why he was able to push Gabe to the floor so easily earlier. What was going on?

The stranger eyed me up, his eyes scanning my body up and down. He was muttering to himself, hand on his chin. I could feel his gaze zero in on my exposed cock, and it started to stir, growing longer and harder as he stared. I looked away out of sheer embarrassment—this wasn’t the kind of situation for me to get hard in! I looked over at Gabe, silently begging for some kind of help. Instead, he looked at me with astonishment. Well, he was at looking at my cock, and once I looked down I could see why. I wasn’t wrong when I thought my cock has grown since fucking Gabe, I just didn’t know how much. It was huge, stopping right at my belly button, I could barely recognize it as my own! I looked up at the stranger, his eyebrows furrowed as he keeps staring at my cock, even he must be surprised at my size. Still, a wicked grin cracked across his face.

“Well, you’re certainly impressive, far larger than I though you’d be.” He took a step back, nodding and muttering to himself again. “Yes, yes, impressive…”

He started pacing around the room, grinning as he walked around us. Then he stopped right behind me, and I heard clothes shuffling around. Then his huge, pale, cock, flopped onto my shoulder. The beast was flaccid, but I could tell it was bigger than mine! He giggled as I stared at his huge cock, shaking it in my face.

“Having a big dick made you feel proud, right? I bet yours is around 8 inches. That’s cute.” He bent down and whispered in my ear. “Mine’s 10 inches, soft.”

What the hell, that was impossible! I mean, it wasn’t cause I was looking at it right now, I felt its weight on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and looked away, maybe if I didn’t look it’d go away, like a bad dream.

He just laughed at my pitiful attempt to deny reality, he whacked me in the face with his soft cock and walked in front of Gabe. It was impossible, his cock was getting bigger! It kept growing and growing, towering over Gabe’s head. The stranger’s cock was fully hard, casting a shadow over Gabe’s head. The stranger looked dead at me, smirking as he looked at my horrified face.

“You wanna know how big it is?” he asked, mocking me and my ‘little’ cock. “You know what, why don’t I let my servant tell you…” He yanked Gabe by his hair, pulling him closer to his cock. I had enough, I sprang to my feet, only to be immediately repelled by him raising his hand at me, blasting something at me. I crashed onto the wall, slumped over on my ass, looking at the stranger’s annoyed face before he turned back to Gabe, ordering him to say the size of his cock.

“16 inches,” he said, his eyes dead. He had been through this before, hadn’t he? He was gonna go through this again, and I couldn’t do anything about it. The stranger’s smug face pretty much confirmed this, smacking Gabe’s face with his massive cock, a stream of pre already leaking from the head of his fat cock.

“You don’t need that little cock he’s got, don’t you?”

“N-no,” Gabe stuttered, looking up at his apparent master.

“Yeah, you need a real monster like mine! My huge, fat, 16-inch cock drowning you in buckets of cum! That’s what slut like you need right!”

“Yes,” Gabe responded, wincing at what he knows will come.

The seeqeqtranger’s face broke into a huge manic grin. He grabbed Gabe by his hair, shoving his face right into his huge, grapefruit-sized balls.

“My balls need to be cleaned; you know how the smell can rile people up when they’re not cleaned properly. I need a skilled, obedient, servant to lick ’em clean,” he said, rubbing Gabe’s head as he breathes in the musk coming from his balls. “Get to work.”

No sooner had the command been given than Gabe started licking his balls. Putting his tongue under his balls, he gave a long lick from there to the base, right under his monstrous shaft. Repeating this practiced motion, Gabe’s face was blushing bright pink as he dragged his tongue all over the stranger’s balls. Kissing, suckling, and breathing in the stranger’s heavy musk as his face gets covered in pre—God, I could smell it from here. His pre was pouring out even more now, I could hear it splashing on the floor. A small puddle was forming behind Gabe, as a stream of pre poured of Gabe’s head like a waterfall. The stranger’s face was flushed with pride and arousal, looking down at Gabe as he pleasured him.

A large spurt of pre suddenly splashed down on Gabe’s face, and he backed up, closing his eyes as his face was painted white. The stranger shook his head in mocking shame.

“Come on now, you know I’m not finished yet,” he patted Gabe’s head before grabbing his hair and slamming him against his cock. “Now, get to work cleaning my shaft!”

Gabe licked the length of the shaft, getting on his feet to ensure he covers everything. Once Gabe reached the head, he kissed the slit, before engulfing the whole head. Even from here, I could tell he has almost no room left in his mouth, but the stranger didn’t care. He forced his cock down Gabe’s throat, the stranger’s face strained as he forces it down. Slowly, inch by inch, Gabe was forced to swallow the monstrous length. I could hear him gagging all the way down. He was struggling to breathe by the time he reached the base, but the stranger didn’t care, and honestly- I don’t think Gabe cared at this point either. His eyes were locked on the stranger’s cruel face, sucking his cock with the kind of docile zeal only a submissive slave can show.

Despite his mouth being filled with the stranger’s cock and cum, I could hear Gabe moaning like a bitch in heat, wanting as much as the stranger could give him, and he was about to give him a lot. Now, the stranger started fucking Gabe’s mouth, a wobbly smile and tears running down his face as he reached his climax. His hip had gone from little twitches to full-force thrusts. Small moans escaped from his purple lips. I looked away at the last moment, I didn’t want to see Gabe be ruined by this man. Even with my eyes closed, I could hear the stranger scream in pleasure, and his cum splattering all over the floor. I heard Gabe’s body hit the floor loudly with a squelch, then I heard the stranger chuckle.

The stranger walked over to me, wet squelches marking his footsteps. Then he grabbed me by the hair and lifted me to his eye level. He stared at me with the same predatory hunger Gabe looked at me with; a small red flame burned in his eyes. His dark eyes bore into mine, staring at me with a hungry lust, preparing to break me like he broke Gabe. He grabbed his flaccid cock and waved it in my face.

“Hey, you wanna know how I got a big cock like this?” He flings his cocks around, getting some of his cum on my face. He smacked me in the face with his cum-covered log, getting his jizz all over my face. He wipes off as much cum as he could with his hand, and whispered, “I’ve gotten all these inches from all my other servants. Gabriel is such a servant of mine. The first time we met, he was already cowed by the perils of this city, I gave him safe refuge and he gave me all he could muster, shrinking his cock down to a measly 3 inches.” He giggled, looking closer, and I could tell his teeth looked a little sharper, “I bound him to me, like I bound many others, and he will be my vile slave until the day he dies,” I could see his cock hardening as went on, his sick grin widening as he explained how Gabe fell to his infernal servitude.

He was gonna bind me to service too, just like Gabe, and I couldn’t do anything—

Suddenly, the lights were blotted out by a dark towering figure, standing over both of us. I looked up at him, my heart soared as I realized it was the demon I truly belonged to.

Gary looked down at the stranger, snarling at us. He drooled from his sharp maw, his violet eyes burned with a fury I’d never seen before. His cock stood rock hard, pouring a steam of pre over the stranger’s head. His horns, tail, and wings were in full view, and his body was surrounded in a hellish aura. He truly looked like a savage beast who had had his prey taken from him and was looking to make a meal out of the one who stole from him.

“Lurruecaccati! You dare to trample upon the deal I’ve settled with this mortal?”

The stranger whimpered as he stared up at Gary, shaking as he looked up at him. He was scared, obviously, but was there also lust in his eyes?

The stranger’s trembling hands rose to touch Gary’s washboard abs, feeling his muscles as his hands traveled across his body.

“My lord, please forgive me! I truly didn’t know he was bound to you—”

Gary grabbed the stranger and threw the stranger so hard he hit the wall with a loud crash.

“Enough of your excuses, you’ve been in hell long enough to know the rules of hell. You know only the lords of hell can step in between a binding! I will punish you, but first!” Then, he knelt before me, his eyes blazing with an infernal anger I’d never seen before.

“To have my thrall be brought low by an imp.” He shook his head in shame. “I’ll need to set you straight myself, but first….” He turned to the stranger, walking to him and yanking him up by his hair with one hand and grabbing his leg with his other. He slammed him back against the wall, staring right into his eyes as forced his slightly smaller cock into the stranger’s ass. Ironic, someone so proud of his cock size would submit to one smaller than him; not that Gary was much smaller.

I found the strength to stagger to my feet, walking over to Gabe. I was exhausted, my body aching all over both due to Gabe’s fucking and the stranger throwing me around, but it was nothing I was not used to. I knelt down right beside Gabe, shaking him awake. He groaned and got up, thick cum ropes drooping from his face as he rose. He tried to wipe as much cum off his face as he could, then looked at the scene between Gary and the stranger.

He stared, shocked and confused as his master was subdued so easily, screaming in some sort of hellish language for his love of mine.

Turning to me, he asked, “So…. Who’s the big guy?” He looked at me nervously—he probably could tell Gary was a demon, and didn’t want to get in trouble with another one.

I look back at him. “Don’t worry, I know him, he won’t harm us.” Gary now had the stranger on the floor, his hand pushing the stranger’s head on the surface and slamming the stranger’s ass into the ground. Gary’s face was a mix of horniness and fury, focused entirely on putting the imp in his place.

He looked up at us with a hideous snarl, “Leave, now!” His scream rattled the room, immediately scaring us into leaving. We both ran out the front door, not even bothering to pick up our clothes as we left.

We looked up at the black sky, half-naked and chilled to the bone. We looked at each other, panting heavily. We could still hear the imp’s horny wails, but we could clear our heads out here. “So,” Gabe said, breaking the silence, “you’re bound to a demon too.”

I scratched my head, looking up at Gabe. “Well, I am, but I’m not a total slave to him. He does grant me some power.”

Gabe scoffed at me, “Yeah, Lucci granted me some power too.”

Hold on, “Is that—”

Gabe grabbed me and held me close, whispering to me, “I’m telling you because I love you, and because I fell for the same charms: don’t trust that demon. You better do everything you can to get out of that deal before it’s too late.”

I’ve managed to survive a month since meeting Gary, an achievement given his nature. Since reaching July, I’ve only grown in strength. Now reaching 5 ‘10”, my body looks properly athletic, now with a proper six pack, a strong core due to Ben’s intense training. My arms have also been growing, my biceps pop off my arm, measuring to be 16 inches. My legs have followed in their growth, my thighs are 31 inches around and my calves are 14 inches. At this point, I don’t need to flex to see my muscles anymore, but I can’t spend enough time looking at them! In just a month I’ve turned from a scrawny shrimp to looking like a dedicated athlete! It’s amazing!

Despite Gabe knowing about my pact with Gary, he’s still willing to be with me, and we’ve been fucking regularly since then. My cock has Gary ‘convinced’ Lucci to release Gabe from his servitude, so we don’t have to worry about our relationship. Well, I don’t, Gabe still worries about what Gary plans for me. I haven’t told him that Gary plans to turn me into an incubus. When he first offered this deal to me, I wasn’t too hard about it, becoming a demon just meant becoming as strong and sexy as Gary is. Gabe reminded me what demons are capable of. I’ve been working with him to see how I can escape Gary’s pact, though my research hasn’t uncovered much. I should keep those worries to myself for now, there’s no telling how Gary would react if he found me trying to get out of his pact.

For now, I push those worries to the back of my mind. Since my encounter with Lucci, Gary has promised to teach me how to defend myself from demonic threats. I just finished eating dinner, and now I’m waiting on my bed for Gary. Eventually, he arrives, coming through the window like he always does. He didn’t come empty handed this time. He’s got a huge book and some weird tools. He lands right on my bed and drops these items on the bed.

There was one tool I had my eye on, a ring that glowed with strange markings. Out of curiosity, I reached out and tried to touch it, only to have Gary’s tail smack my hands away.

Gary eyes me with disdain, his tail curling around the book and lifting it away from me. “Don’t touch anything until I let you touch it.”

Rubbing my hand as I pull away, I watch as Gary moves the tools away from me. Then he picked up the book and sat right next to me. I look at the book, titled in some strange demonic lettering, and like the rest of the cover, the gold lettering is scratched up and worn down. There’s a drawing of something on the cover too, but it’s in such bad shape I can’t even tell what it is. I could tell this book has seen better days.

“I know, this copy isn’t in the best condition,” Gary says, reading my thoughts. “I would’ve gotten a better one, but they’re too well-guarded.” He blows the dust off the cover, wiping the scratched-up cover. “This is a Grimoire, one specifically on demons of lust. I’ll be using it to teach you how to use the essence stored inside you.”

“Okay, but I can’t read any of this stuff. Are you gonna teach me this… language?”

Gary giggles, then says, “Don’t worry, you won’t need to learn a new language. Everything you need to make use of this grimoire is already inside you, and these—” He lifts all the other items he brought with him. “—will help you master the power I gave you.”

He grabs my left hand and slips on the ring I was eyeing earlier. “Oh!” I look at the dazzling ring, “I didn’t know you were proposing to me!”

We both laugh at my little joke, a nice moment between us. “We will be together forever, my dear. But that’s not why I brought it with me. No, this will serve as a limiter for you.”

“You see, the essence stored inside you is directly tied to your soul, and drawing too much at a time may destroy your soul.”

My laughter dies as I look up at Gabe, his grin completely gone. “Wait, you’re serious.”

“Oh, I’m dead serious. Humans like you don’t have a lot of essence; I didn’t give you a lot. It’s still growing inside you, but you still don’t have a lot. If you use that up, you’ll end up a lifeless husk, a living body with no soul.” Well shit, that’s pretty scary, I look at the ring he placed on my hand. So, this ring will keep me from using too much essence, so I don’t accidentally turn myself into a vegetable. That’s useful, but...

“How can I strengthen the essence you gave me? I don’t want to rely on this ring forever.”

Gabe holds his chin, thinking for a little bit. Then he explains: “Well, the ring doesn’t just restrict your strength, it trains it. When you use up your essence while wearing this ring, you train your body to hold more. Think of it as a training weight for your soul, the more you ‘exercise’ with it on, the stronger your soul will get, and given that essence I gave you is fueling your growth…”

So, my body will grow even more as I train my essence! I’m already approaching an armature bodybuilder physique; Gary’s training will take my body to the next level! I damn nearly yank the book out of Gary’s hands, eager to grow even more.

“Hey!” Gary yanks it back from me, staring at me with an even greater disdain. “Have some patience, my pet. The contents of this book are dangerous, and we will go through this book together, so you won’t end up doing something you regret. Besides,” he gestures to the other items he brought, “aren’t you curious about the other gifts I brought you?”

I look at the other items he brought, laying them all down on the bed. One looks like a demonic dreamcatcher, the other one is a grey pouch, barely large enough to fit in the palm of my hand.

“These items will help you focus the essence inside you, think of them as training wheels, until you’re ready to ride on your own.” Now he’s behind me, his hands on my hips, then riding up my sides all the way up to my armpits. His tail lifts the book and drops it on my lap. Then, as his tail turns the page, his hands explore my growing body, caressing and massaging my pecs. Then, his hands trail down to my abs, humming in approval as he feels them. He taps each one, and once his fingers rest right above my cock, he continues to explain how to use my essence.

“The power of the essence inside you is also tied to lust, and not just your own,” he says, while fueling my lust. His tail brings the demonic dreamcatcher to me. “Now this right here is Solomon’s eye, this will help you focus your essence.” He drops it onto the open book, “Now, take it and hold it over the book, pour your essence into the ring to decipher the text.”

I hold up Solomon’s eye over the open book and focus on it. It glows with a deep purple hue, and soon the nonsense text starts to make sense! Looking at the text through Solomon’s eye, I read the text, it’s a spell, one that influences others to follow my lustful desires! I can see its use, but really?

“Do you really have so little faith in me? I managed to seduce you.”

“I seduced you, fool, and Gabe only fell for you because you acted like a toothless dog around him. Trust me, you’ll need this.” His groping continued, working up a chub in my underwear. My cock strained as Gary ordered me to focus and cast the spell.

“W-wait, what would the spell do to you—”

“Whatever you want. Now, repeat after me. Azeroth, Metrion, Zinthos.”

“A-azeroth, M-metrion, Z-zinthos—”

A hellish, pink energy flowed from the book, travelling throughout the room. Then the room grew dark, pitch black, I couldn’t even see the book anymore. Slowly, the soft moonlight returned to the room. I look up at Gary, his eyes were now deep purple. His grip is on me loose, allowing me to easily wiggle out of his grasp. He lies motionless on the bed, only propped up by the bedframe.

“Hey Gary, everything all right?”

Gary turns to me but remains silent. This spell is meant to influence others to follow my lustful desires so maybe I should give him a command or something? Let’s try that.

“Gary, turn and show me your ass.”

He does what I said without a word. He turns over and presents his ass to me, letting me see his beautiful ass. It somehow looks better every time I see it; his ass is made up of two, huge muscular glutes the size of bowling balls, which were still pleasantly soft due to having just enough fat to provide some padding. I’ve copped a feel a few times when we cuddled, but I never got a chance to really enjoy his ass. Now, I can see what an Incubus’s ass is like!

I’m not gonna dive right into his ass, I’ll try my best to take it slow. First, I plant my hands on each of his large ass cheeks. As I squeeze his ass, my fingers sink into the fatty padding. I take my time massaging his ass cheeks, staring with awe and arousal as I keep up my work. I can feel my arousal building, and soon, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I slowly bring my head closer, until my lips are touching his ass.

At first, I start with small kisses, randomly kissing whatever I can reach. Then, I move his cheeks apart to look at his asshole. I move in, kissing his asshole and breathing in his scent. God, I loved his scent! I swear it must be some sort of aphrodisiac, it only highlights just how, perfect, the rest of him is! I lost all control and just opened his ass and started eating his ass. I hold on tight, like his ass is about to run from me, and just go all in. While I’m eating him out, I can hear Gary’s muffled moans. I guess he’s enjoying this as much as I am. Let’s ask him.

“Hey Gary, am I doing a good job back here?”

His reply is completely unexpected, and hits like a bag of bricks. “No, you’re clearly inexperienced.”

Oh, I guess that is to be expected. I don’t really have any experience with eating ass. Gary probably has centuries of experience in, well, sex in general. That’s probably why he hasn’t let me fuck him yet. Well, I guess it’s time to show him what I learned, with something simpler too. I lick his ass cheek one last time before I get up and climb over his legs. I’ve spent fucking Gabe at his place there’s probably an imprint of me in his sheets. My cock is as hard as steel, ready to show Gary exactly how I’ve been pleasing Gabe. I move his cheeks aside, seeing his asshole again. I take a deep breath and slam my cock into him.

It’s a lot tighter than I expected. Still, I didn’t really need to force it in. When I manage to put all my cock in his ass, a soft moan escapes his lips. That made it clear to me he’s clearly enjoying my cock. I keep up my pace, drilling into Gary as his moans get louder and louder. Those moans only encourage me to go faster, to thrust harder. I’m reaching my limit, but I know I need to keep going. I don’t want to leave Gary unsatisfied, going beyond my limits. My hips move like a jackhammer and slam into Gary’s ass with the same amount of power. I clap his cheeks as hard as I can, but Gary’s lurid moans are the loudest sounds in this room. I’m drenched in sweat, my arms and legs are starting to go numb, and my cock is just about to burst.

I’m just about to cum and collapse on top of Gary. The only thing that keeps me going is Gary’s moans—his wonderful moans guide me through the desert, until I reach the oasis that is Gary’s climax. I can feel my will fading, my arms and legs now lost all feeling, but just when I’m about to collapse, Gary cums!

“Aaaaah, I’m cumming Adrian, I’m cumming!” Finally, now I can stop holding back. I give a weak gasp and a hoarse moan when I finally cum. I empty my balls in Gary’s ass, then collapse on top of Gary. While I am catching my breath, I feel Gary shifting below me. He rolls over again, and holds my sweaty, tired body.

“Mmm, you did good Adrian. I didn’t think you had it in you,” Gary whispers to me, his eyes back to his normal pink hue. I look down at his cock—it’s still spewing cum, which starts to cover my thighs. Still, I can see he isn’t fully soft. If anything, it looks like he’s getting hard again. I can’t go to sleep while Gary is still unsatisfied. Gary holds me closer, burying my face into his chest.

“Relax, sweetheart, you’ve done enough. I’m satisfied,” he whispers softly, luring me to sleep. No matter how badly I want to stay awake, my body is exhausted. My eyes feel like they have weights on them. I can’t keep them open, and soon I drift off in Gary’s chest.

When I wake up, it feels like my body has been buried under a ton of bricks. Checking my phone, I see it is 1:30 pm. Damnit, I woke up late. I’m surprised my parents haven’t stomped up here and torn me out of my bed. The one thing both will insist on is waking up early. My dad usually defends Ernesto whenever he gets in trouble with mom, unless he wakes up late. I remember one time my dad joined in on the nagging. I guess they left earlier—that’s the only reason I would have been allowed to wake up late.

I drag myself out of the bed and into the shower. While in the shower, I look at the showerhead. It looks like it’s a little closer to me. I might’ve grown a little taller, a thought I confirmed when I walked out of the shower and compared myself to the towel rack. It’s always been way high up. Before I started growing, the top of my head barely reached the rack. Yesterday when I stood next to the towel rack, I was at eye level with it. Now I clearly stand taller than it, my chin now resting above the towel rack! I must be at least 6 feet now! Well, that certainly makes me feel better about my sore bones! Suddenly growing to 6 feet overnight would certainly justify the pain!

Now I’m back in my room, trying to fit into my clothes, which is difficult due to my new size. I’ve done a good job of keeping track of my size, but not keeping track of my clothes. It took me way too long to realize I needed new clothes, so I’ve basically had to throw out my whole wardrobe apart from my loosest tees and board shorts. My parents didn’t ask too many questions, surprisingly enough, but Ernesto won’t stop bugging me about it. “How are you growing so much?” “Why are your muscles so big?” “Have you been going to the Iron Body Gym?” He’s been going on and on. He just wouldn’t shut up while we were shopping for new clothes last time! It’s insufferable!

Whatever, it looks like I’ll need new clothes again—these ones barely fit. Then, I hear my phone going off, trilling at least six or seven times before I reach it. Looks like Benn is the one sending me all these texts, and they look urgent. Opening the phone, I see there are actually eleven texts total, and they’re all angry. Shit! He’s wondering where I am. He’s been waiting for me at the gym for at least an hour. I gotta get there now! I force myself through my gym clothes, thank God these still fit! At least for now. I run down the stairs and rushed out the door. Hopefully he’s not mad enough to beat me up.

I reach the Iron Body Gym, busting down the door, and putting all eyes on me with my dramatic entrance. Ernesto is here too—I can see a big dopey crack across his face, but I’m not here for him. Where the hell is Benn? He’s not at the front desk, maybe he’s in the back?

“Hey, I knew you’ve been going here! Hey everyone, say hi to me little bro!” Ernesto’s bringing over a crowd. This isn’t looking good.

“Hey, bro…” Ugh, I’ll never get used to saying that. “I’m just here to look for Benn, do you know him?”

“Who? Wait—I know who you’re talking about,” he turns to someone in the crowd behind him. “He’s that scary-looking guy who hangs out at the front counter, right?”

He talks a little bit with the crowd, and eventually someone speaks up, saying he was here until about an hour ago. “Yeah, he was here until 1 o’clock! He stormed off and said he’s going to train elsewhere.”

Elsewhere? Wait, that means he’s gone to his fighter’s gym! Shit, I gotta get going now!

“Well, thanks for helping me—but I gotta go now.”

Ernesto’s face seems to droop a little as I turned to leave. “Are you sure you can’t stay—”

“Yes! I need to go now!” I yell out, rushing out the door and going straight to Benn’s gym. Jesus, why the hell can’t he just leave me alone?

After 15 minutes or so of running, I finally reached the fighter’s gym. It’s dark in there, I can barely make out what’s in there. I see something moving in the dark—is that Benn? While trying to see who’s in there, I end up pushing on the door, tripping, and falling right into the dark gym. Well, now I’m inside, I might as well look for Benn. I hastily pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned on the flashlight. I’m moving around in the dark, looking for a light switch. I see one in the wall far off to my left! I walk over to it, only to get snatched out of the darkness. I flail around, trying my best to fight off my attacker. Despite my new size, I’m easily wrestled to the ground.

“I thought I taught you better than to wander around in a dark room?”

What the hell, Benn?

His weight is taken off me, and I hear them walking away. The lights flash on, and I see him standing right beside a different light switch. With nothing but a pair of shorts.

“You can get off the floor now.”

I pick myself off the floor, whipping the dirt off my shirt. I get up and ask him “Hey, why did you tackle me like that?”

Benn looks at me with disdain, saying he had many reasons. “For one, you’re hella late-and you still got your shoes on.” His face darkens as he keeps staring at me. “Are you gonna take them off?”

“Oh! Uhhh, sorry.” I quickly take my shoes off and throw them aside. “So, why are we meeting so early?”

Benn somehow looks even angrier now, if that’s possible. “Everything goes in one ear and out the other with you, huh? Last week, you agreed to meet me at noon on this Sunday!”

Oh shit! Yeah, I remember now. We were walking back to the iron body gym when I asked him about wrestling. He told me there were many different styles, and that he doesn’t know much about them, but he knows who does. They’ve got a tight schedule, so they can only meet on the weekend.

“Since you were so late, she had to leave. Still, I spent some time practicing with her—”

“Yeah, I can tell! Hahaha…” My laughter trails off as Benn’s eyes bore into mine. He gives me such intense glare that it makes a chill run up my spine and my hair stands on end.

“You’re far too cheerful for someone so irresponsible…” He grabs me and roughly pushes me away from the center of the room. “Get on the mat.”

I walk over to the mat, occasionally being pushed by Benn as he grows impatient with my “irresponsible” attitude. We take our positions on the mat, me waiting to receive Benn’s instructions.

“All right, now that you’re ready,” he cracks his knuckles, “we can start today’s lesson. There are many different types of wrestling, and today I’m gonna teach you the basics of Brazilian jiu-jitsu.”

I see, so that’s what I missed. Well, can’t say I’m not a little nervous. I just need to keep my wits about me and don’t let Benn get the drop on me again. He starts circling me, a favorite tactic of his. He’s probably trying to find an opening. I follow his movements, circling around the mat and covering my bases. Benn gives me a small smirk of acknowledgment and keeps his distance. His stance is different—he usually stands upright and maintains a high guard. Now he’s crouching, well, not quite crouching, but still using a stance much lower to the ground, with his hands open and arms outstretched. I guess it makes sense for grappling. I copy his stance, trying my best to cover any openings he might’ve seen.

“Good, you brought at least half of your brain with you,” he says, slowly closing the distance between us. Then, he lunges forward, going straight for my waist. I back up a little, then cut to his left to push him back. Wrong choice. He grabbed me and easily forced me to the ground. I try to wrap my arms around his waist, only for him to restrain my arms with only one arm, and then put his other arm around my head! I was completely stuck!

“This is what happens when you don’t show up on time Adrian. You better remember this.” I struggle with his grip, but it’s no use. His weight is fully pressed on my chest, keeping me from pushing myself up with my legs. I grunt and struggle as he holds me down, my hips pressing against his back. Then, I can feel my cock tearing through my underwear, the sound of it tearing ringing throughout the room. Seriously, now?

Benn gives me a bemused look, seemingly impressed as he feels my cock pressing on his back. “Really, you think this is the time for that?”

I blush and look away. “Well, it’s not like I can control it…” He laughs at me, embarrassing me even more. “Dammit man, can you just let go of me already?”

He laughs even more, making my face burn as my cock grows harder. Then, he says something I didn’t expect. “Sure, if you let me see what you’re packing under those shorts.”

“I-wait, what did you just say?”

Benn groans and rolls his eyes “Are you deaf? Let me see what you got here!” he says while grabbing my crotch.

“Well, if you want to—what, hey!” He immediately starts tearing away at my shorts. He doesn’t even have to take off my underwear—my cock is fully hard and tearing through my underwear. He stares astonished at my huge cock, now fully hard, standing at 10 inches with pre dribbling down my length.

“You know,” he says, grabbing my cock with his free hand, “I’ve been thinking about this since I saw your dick poking out your shorts. Still, I remember that moment, wasn’t it a little bigger than this?”

Oh yeah, Gary temporarily supersized my cock for the night. How do I explain that?

“Oh well, this is certainly big enough for me!” he says, moving his entire upper body so he can put both his hands on my cock, now giving me a rough hand-job.

“Bro! Your hands are like sandpaper. Do you even use lotion? Also, can you get your ass off me? You’re choking me here!”

He turns back and laughed at me, simply saying, “Chill out, I’m not that heavy. Besides, Imma be choking on your cock in a minute.”

Then I feel his mouth close in on my cock. He takes it all in, completely swallowing my cock in seconds! He must’ve had some practice beforehand! He puts his tongue to good work too, and I can see his head bobbing up and down as he sucks my cock, licking my cock while it’s still in his mouth. He wasn’t as good as Gary—even so, I cum quickly. I blast his mouth full of cum, so much so Benn struggles to swallow it all. I can hear him gagging as I keep pumping cum into his mouth. He finally gets his weight off me, and when I finally see his face, I can’t stop myself from laughing. His eyes pop out of his sockets like a fish, I guess he’s surprised I could cum that much. His mouth is full of my cum, bloating up his cheeks, making him look like a pufferfish. Then, he slowly swallows, carefully swallows the cum with several gulps. He’s gasping when he’s done, catching his breath after the quick blast.

“Damn where did, all that come from?” he sputters out, wiping the leftover cum on his lips.

He looks tired, and ready to get up and leave. Maybe I could try that spell Gary taught me. Let’s try to press my influence upon Benn…

“Hold on, Benn, let me try something.”

He barely has the time to turn around and ask me what the hell I’m talking about before I say the magic words.

“Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!”

Just like when I first cast the spell, the room goes dark, pitch black. You can’t even see your arms in front of you. Then, a dark purple hue washes through the entire gym, from the ceiling all the way down to the floor. Then, it runs through Ben’s body, quickly lighting up his body. His eyes start to glow with that same dark purple hue, just as the lights come back on. Benn sits silently on the floor, his eyes glowing purple as he stares out into space.

I stand up and take a good look at Benn, now under my influence, “So… Ben? Are you ready to keep going?”

He looks up at me and grins, simply saying, “Sure thing bud, let’s head to the showers.”

We walk to the changing room, the lights flickering as we walk to the showers. The floors are clean, for a changing room in a gym. Even in the showers, the floors are mostly clean of grime, which is confined to the cracks and corners of the walls. Soon we reach the shower curtains, which are covered in mildew. Gross. I kinda don’t want to touch them. As I stick out a hand to move the curtains, Benn wraps his arms around my waist and starts kissing my neck.

“Ah—Benn…” Shouldn’t he be under my influence? I didn’t command him to do this!

Benn stops kissing me for a moment, resting his head on my shoulder. “What’s wrong, you don’t like it?”

“No, it’s not that i-it’s just—” I’m not used to you acting like this! Your nickname is literally the steel-eyed devil, since when were you such a romantic?

We stumble into the shower, nearly walking into the walls since Benn still holds me his grip. He refuses to release his hand, holding me and still planting kisses all over my neck. This isn’t right—he’s supposed to be under my control, so how is he able to act on his own like this! He only gets more intense as we toss and turn around in the shower and Benn moves from kissing my neck to kissing my lips. Now he’s full-on making out with me, both of his hands rolling around my body, trailing from my back down to my ass. He gropes my ass as he keeps making out with me. He’s relentless! I have to force him off me for a minute.

“Stop, calm the hell down!”

He freezes the moment the words escape my lips. He stands there, staring right into my eyes. There is nothing behind his eyes except for a faint dark, purple glow. His mouth is wide open, breathing heavily like he’s run a mile. He has sweat all dripping from his body, all the way down to his shorts. His shorts…

“Why are your shorts still on? Take them off, I wanna see you got under there.”

His eyes flick down to his shorts for a moment before going back to mine. He immediately takes them off. His cock is rock hard, and it’s fairly impressive, looking like it stands at 7 inches. It’s way thicker than a cock of this size should be. Seriously, he could put a soda can to shame with his sheer girth. It’s almost as thick as mine, and I’m almost twice his size! It almost makes me reconsider what I’m about to say, but I shove those feelings down and start him working on me again.

“Lift me up and shove that cock up my ass.”

Without any hesitation, he lifts me up by the ass, slamming my back on the wall and forcing his huge cock into my ass. It’s a slow, agonizing process, since this is my first time. While I grunt and scream, Benn remains eerily silent. It helps me stay calm, while my ass is being stretched out by his thick cock. It hurts, but it hurts so good! Does this mean I’m turning into a masochist?

All these thoughts run through my head until Benn manages to fit his cock inside me. We lock our eyes again. Now it looked like there’s a bit more life in his eyes, although he is still clearly under my influence. His face is flushed, blushing hard as he breathes heavily. He gives me a quick kiss, then he starts thrusting, moving slowly and carefully. Despite the sheer size of his cock, this isn’t enough for me. In a move I think I will probably regret, I order Benn to move faster.

“Come on Benn, pick up the pace!” I scream in between breathless moans. He obeys, his previously slow thrust gradually moves faster. The sound of his heavy balls hitting my ass became louder and louder, my moans grew louder along with it. I scream and moan as Benn stays as quiet as he can. The only thing I hear from him is his heavy breathing as he stares at me, completely locked in. I’m barely able to look at him due to the pounding I’m taking right now. It’s taking everything out of me, but Benn isn’t slowing down, if anything, he seems to be speeding up!

As he’s getting closer to his climax, he pulls me close to his body. I held onto him tightly, wrapping both my arms and legs around him when Benn slammed his cock into me one last time. He pumps my ass full of cum. I’ve never felt this before, his hot sticky cum filled me, making me squeal and shiver with delight. I can hear his cum hitting the floor, which confirms to me just how much cum Benn blasted into me. Finally, once he’s finally run out of juice, we lock lips and make out. I’m holding on for as long as Benn can hold me. Eventually, Benn pulls out and we both take a moment to catch our breath.

“All right Benn, please put me down.” He smiles and carefully sets me down.

“Now, let’s get ourselves clean,” he says, as he goes over to turn on the water. My legs shake as I try to stand up. I have to steady myself on the wall. Benn manages to catch me before I fall, holding me up above the slippery floor. “Hey, you good man?”

“Sorry, I just have a little trouble walking right now.” He holds me as my legs shake, helping me stand up on my own.

“I guess that means I did a good job.” He walks over to the corner of the shower to get the soap, as the water gets hot and steamy. He offers to help me clean, and as he cleans me, he starts planting kisses on my neck.

“Come on Benn, we’ll be here all night if you don’t calm down.”

“Let’s just do it one more time.” We didn’t do it just one more time. We did it at least four more times. I can’t really remember since by the time we got out of the shower, my brain was a steaming hot mess, my throat had gone hoarse from moaning, and I could barely walk. He has to drive me home again. My parents still haven’t come back, so he carries me into the house. I’m dropped onto the couch and he goes, leaving me with a kiss on the cheek and a promise to come back and stay a little longer next time.

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve gone to Benn’s private training session. We’ve had a few more since then, all of them ending with me barely able to walk afterward. Each session lasts longer than the last, so at least I know my stamina is improving. I spoke to Gary after the first time I put Benn under that spell, asking him about the weird way Benn acted when he was under my influence. He explained that he acted under my lustful influence, and my lust probably influenced him to take control of the situation.

“Deep down in your heart, you know you’re a bitch, and like a bitch in heat, you can’t resist being held down and fucked by someone you know is stronger than you.” He even held my chin as he looked right into my eyes as he said that.

I smacked his hand away, and then said, “Well, I don’t plan on being like that forever, especially when it comes to you.”

“Hmm, we’ll see my young pet. Will you succumb to your mortal weakness, or will your instincts transcend your mortal shell, and truly allow you to ascend to demonhood?” He laughs as leaves, his tail brushing across my face. He turns back to me before jumping out the window “We shall see, dog, keep packing on muscle for me, and don’t forget to exercise your spirit too.”

Since then, I’ve been growing at a steady pace. Now I’ve grown to be over six feet now, and I’ve been packing more muscles on my frame than ever. I’m close to looking like a real bodybuilder, soon I’ll be close to my dream physique. While my cock hasn’t been growing as much as my body, I know I’m closing in on having a foot-long cock. It’s only a matter of time at this point. My parents have been giving me odd looks since the start of July. They haven’t said anything yet, but I can tell they have questions about my sudden growth. Even my dad must’ve been growing way too fast for it to be a normal growth spurt. Soon enough, one Sunday afternoon, my parents approached me and told me they had set up a doctor’s appointment, to figure out why I’ve been growing so much. I tried telling them repeatedly that I’m fine, and I don’t need a check-up, but they wouldn’t budge.

My dad stood right in front of me, craning his neck up just to meet me eye to eye. “Listen, son, I know there’s probably nothing wrong with you, but it wouldn’t hurt to get it looked at.”

I was dressed And ready to go to the gym as always, having just finished changing into my workout clothes when my parents burst into my room with this nonsense. I knew the doctor wouldn’t find anything off about me—probably. I don’t think Gary’s essence can be picked up on by modern medical machines. It was just a waste of time, and I don’t have time to waste. Still, my parents insisted I go. My mom especially kept nagging me and my dad to ensure I would go. I argued with them for half an hour, but eventually, I had to cave.

“Good,” my mother said, glad to have her way for once. “Be ready by 1 o’clock, we’re going to see Dr. Mendoza.”

Well, I guess it won’t be all bad. I haven’t seen Mendoza for a while anyway. I know the old lady will be shocked with my new appearance, maybe she can convince my parents to get off my back. She’s basically another mom to me considering how much time she spends taking care of me and my brother. Once my parents get out of my room, I get dressed in something more presentable. I put on a decent shirt, a flannel jacket I got after a recent shopping trip, and my brother’s old jeans. All these clothes felt tight on me, not enough I could flex them off of me, but enough to be just a little uncomfortable. I like it, it reminds me just how large I’ve become. Maybe I’ll regret it later, but I’ll wear them for now. Besides, it’s not like I’ve got anything better to wear.

“Where are you? It’s almost one, get down here already!” Yep, there she went. I better get down there before she goes stomping up to my room again.

After a 20-minute drive trapped in my dad’s car in this hot, sticky weather, we finally arrived at Dr. Mendoza’s office. It’s a decently sized clinic, painted in a pleasant beige and white combo, which went well with any kind of weather, but it looked especially nice during the summer. The old lady loved her greenery, the lot around the clinic looked like a mini jungle. Huge palm trees tower of the building, bushes large and small, all blooming with colorful flowers. Even the roof is green, covered with grass and vines draping down. Mom stood in awe of the beautiful building, only snapping out of it when dad tapped her shoulder.

“What’s wrong, Frida? Surprised she managed to make her little building upgrade work?”

“Uh, tsch! You—let’s just go…” she grumbled, shaking her head as walked in with the rest of us.

We got in and went straight to the front desk, greeted by a young receptionist, only for her to be interrupted by Dr. Mendoza, who just spotted them while walking in and dropped everything. She excitedly ran up to greet the family. She’s a short, portly woman, barely reaching my mom’s chin. A few wrinkles and a few strands of grey in her black hair hinted at age, though her springy energy made her seem far younger than she really was. Only someone who truly loved their job could be nearly twice my parents’ age and still seem to be about as healthy as they are.

“Oh, it’s been so long! How are you Frida, Hector?” She went to both of my parents, grabbing them by the shoulders and double kissing their cheeks. Her eyes went wide with shock when she turned to me, she stood there for a minute before gasping out loud.

“Oh my lord, Ernesto! You’ve grown huge! I swear it’s only been a few years since I saw you! When I said you still had some growing to do, I didn’t mean for you to double in size! Although…” She looked around with her brows furrowed, like she was looking for someone. “Your parents called me to check-up on Adrian where is he?”

A small grin cracked across my lips as I heard the shock in voice, small giggles escaped my parent’s lips. Mendoza looked at us for a minute before she realized I was standing right in front of her.

“Oh—oh dear…”

“Yes, I’ve grown quite a bit Dr. Mendoza, though Ernesto is still larger than me.”

She looked like she was about to faint, hearing the news nearly made her look her age. Now she looked at me with a bit of fear and concern in her eyes. She turns to my parents, now with a million questions forming in her head. “Well, it seems Adrian has tripled in size since his last check-up. I can see why your mother sounded so urgent when she called me. Still, It has been a long time since we’ve seen each other. “

“While it has been a while since we’ve met, Adrian hasn’t grown much since then. Well, until recently. He’s only been going to the gym for about a month and he’s grown this much!” My dad grinned with pride and slapped me on the back. “Frida has been concerned with him growing so fast, but I think it’s natural for him to grow so much now that he’s finally off his ass!” Dad held onto me like a proud father, he had one arm around me and another reaching up and rubbing my hair. It felt nice for a little bit, for Dad to be proud of me for once.

Now Dr. Mendoza now looked at me with great concern, realizing just how unbelievable my growth was. “I see—Let’s not waste any time then, come on,” she said, now leading us to the check-up room. It was a short walk, just a stretch forward and a turn to the right until we reached it. A colorful little room with dinosaurs and dragons painted on the walls. My face burned with embarrassment when I entered the room. I sat down on the nearest chair, a small red stool that shuddered and creaked when I sat on it.

“You might be too big for that dear, here.” Dr. Mendoza motioned to a much larger chair for me. I immediately rushed over and sat down, while my parents sat on the cot. While Mendoza gathered her tools she began explaining what potential causes for my sudden growth.

“I believe your son is most likely dealing with a major influx of hormones. Most likely a case of Pubescent Hypertrophy, if this change only took place over the course of a month.

My mom nodded. “Yes, he was barely taller than his father by the start of June. Now he’s nearly as tall as Ernesto! It’s insane!”

“Hmmm…” Dr. Mendoza finished setting up her equipment and led me to the scale. “Normally, we would use the height and weight scale, but I can see you’ve already grown too big for that, so I’ll just use the tape measure when it comes to your height.” She stepped back and let me step onto the scale. I stood on the scale a little longer than I thought, it took a few minutes for the scale to take my weight.

“197 pounds…” I whispered. I haven’t been keeping track of my weight recently, so I was shocked at how many pounds of muscle I’ve gained since meeting Gary. Everyone in the room seemed as shocked as I was when Mendoza herself read out the measurements.

“Almost 200 pounds, you’ve really been guys growing since I last saw you.” Then Mendoza took my height and BMI, and checked my hearing, heartbeat, blood pressure, and so on. I’d grown to 6’2” and my BMI was measured to be 25.56 something, way too many numbers to remember. My stats all came back healthy, with nothing out of the ordinary. Still, there was one last test she needs from me. “Everything seems good, but I still need to see your hormone levels. There are two options.” She held up a needle and a cup. “Either a blood test, or a urine test. I’ll let you choose this one, though I prefer we do both, for the most accurate results.”

Looking at the needle made my choice clear. “Give me the cup, I’ll be back in a minute.”

While filling up the cup, I really took the time to appreciate just how large my dick was now. Unlike the rest of my body, I’d done a good job of keeping track of how many inches my little friend had gained. It was exactly 8 inches flaccid, which would be big for most men when they’re hard. When it was hard, it reached 11½ inches, almost 12 inches. I’d measured myself countless times, but it’s still surreal every time I think about it. It’d only been a month and a few weeks. How will my hormonal levels look when Mendoza gets the results? It’s all magical, so maybe nothing will show at all? God knew what she’d find when got the results. If she asked too many questions, what would Gary do? What will I have to do?

I walked back out with the cup full of piss, soon finding my way back into the room and handing the cup to Mendoza. She thanked me, pulling out a marker, scribbling something on the cup, and quickly putting it away. She turns to my parents, thanking them for bringing me here. “It should take a day to get the results for your son, I’ll call you back in here to discuss what we should do moving forward based on those results.” She was about to take her gloves off when she suddenly stopped, putting her hands down for a moment.

“Oh, excuse me! I forgot, there is one last test we need to do before we go. I’ll have to check his equipment downstairs for any potential issues. It’s possible that a sudden influx of hormones can lead to a host of issues.” She turned to me as she fixed her gloves. “Would you like your parents to stay here while I examine your privates, or would you like it to be just the two of us?” While it would be tempting to see my parents shocked at the size of my meat, I thought it’d be better if I kicked them out. I’d rather not risk getting hard in front of them. I didn’t need to say it. One look at my face and they could tell I don’t want them here. They quietly shuffled out the door, and when the door shut I was left alone with Dr. Mendoza.

She turned her back to me, walking to the cupboard to get some equipment. “Adrian, I understand how a procedure like this can be uncomfortable, so I’ll give you some time to get ready. Let me know when you’re ready to begin—”

“Oh, I’m ready to go right now!” I said with a little too much excitement—at least, Mendoza thought so. She stared at me, wondering why I’d be so excited to pull down my pants.

“Okay.” She squatted down as I unbuckled my pants. “Let’s check up on your—”

Like I expected, she was stunned into silence when she saw my cock. She stared as her trembling hands slowly rose to touch my cock, her head darting side to side, her hands tracing across it as though to see if it was real. I felt her cold hands on my huge balls, an audible gasp escaping her lips as she lightly squeezed them. I saw her raise up a string of beads, each one egg shaped and larger than the last. I didn’t think Mendoza was that kind of lady. Still, I had to ask.

“Excuse me Dr. Mendoza, what is that?”

She looked up at me, snapping out of a state of shock for just a moment. “O-oh, this-is an orchidometer. It’s used to measure the size of your testes,” she said while shaking my balls. She compared my balls to the largest one and gasped as she saw it easily outsized the bead. “Oh my!” she looked up at me again, both her eyes and her mouth wide open as her face turned red. She quickly ducked her head in embarrassment, moving my shaft to the side to get another look at my balls. She compared my balls to the orchidometer again, like she wanted to make sure her eyes were working.

“How big is it?” she whispered under her breath, most likely thinking I couldn’t hear her.

“Almost 12 inches,” I blurted out.

Her head whipped up to look at me, her eyes bulging out of her sockets when she heard me. “You… weren’t this big last month, were you?”

“No. Uhh, Dr. Mendoza? Can we hurry this up? I think I’m starting to get hard.”

“It’s fine, erections aren’t uncommon during the examination. Just relax.”

“Dr. M-Mendoza…”

“Please, baby, just relax! I’ll be done soon enough.”

I try, but I can feel an erection building as Mendoza’s hands continue to tap and rub my cock. It slowly rises in Mendoza’s hands all the while she quietly rambles on about the size of my cock and tells me to relax. It soon becomes clear she’s just trying to justify what she’s about to do next, as my cock soon becomes rock hard, she holds onto it tightly.

“Adrian.”

“Yes?” I say, my face flushed red as my fully hard cock throbs in her face.

“Is it-,” she takes a deep breath, “Is it okay if you let me handle your erection?”

“Dr. Mendoza—”

“Please Adrian, I have never seen one so big and I—” She sighed. “Please, you smell so good!”

I didn’t know why; maybe it was all the blood going to my cock, or it was my own smell affecting me, but when I look down at her again, all I could do is nod.

She immediately gets to work, using both of her hands to stroke my shaft. She moved with surprising deftness; her gloved hands held my throbbing cock in place while she jacked me off. Pre started flowing from my cock, a steady stream that was being lapped up by Mendoza. With her rubbing my cock while sucking my cockhead made it hard for me to stay quiet. I don’t know how far my parents are from this room, but if I didn’t keep it down, the whole clinic would hear me! I had to bite my lip to keep my moans from being heard around the clinic. Mendoza kept her mouth shut by keeping it full of my precum. She held up my cock and spat on it, slathering it in a mix of my pre and her spit. She lubed up my shaft with this slimy mixture and started rubbing even faster.

“Adrian, I can tell you’re getting close, let me know when you’re about to cum, okay, baby?” I was too concentrated on staying quiet to speak, so I only nodded as I felt my balls filling up. I could tell I would only last a few minutes more, Mendoza started prepping by downing more and more of my cock, bobbing her head back and forth, taking a little more each time she went down. Tears are streaming from my eyes; I can feel my balls clenching!

“I-I’m cumming, ahh—” I immediately shut my mouth, holding back a loud scream that would’ve rocked the clinic. Mendoza immediately downed cock, pushing her lips all the way to the base. I could feel her tongue on my balls! She was moaning, loudly-at least it would be loud if her mouth wasn’t full of my cock. Her cheeks were puffed up with my cum, her face turning red as she struggled to take all my cum. Wait, turning that red is unhealthy, right? Was she still able to breathe? I tried to pull out, but Mendoza hugged my legs, holding me in place until my balls were completely empty. Still, she struggled to take all my cum. It took her five gulps to completely swallow all my cum, and once she was finished, she collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily as she recovers.

“Uh-Are you okay?” I asked her. I was breathing heavily too, but I was still able to stand. She stuck a hand up to me, and I helped her get up on her feet.

“Oh! That was—a lot. I can’t believe I managed to swallow all of it!” She leaned on me while catching her breath, wiping the tears off her face. “Well, let’s go get your parents.”

“Don’t rush yourself, Dr. Mendoza! You almost choked!”

Mendoza reassured me, simply saying she was fine. “You don’t need to worry about me Adrian, I haven’t spilled a drop. They won’t suspect a thing.” Before she invited my parents back in, she said, “Oh, and you can call me Flores, dear. Don’t be afraid to come back for another check-up.”

As I struggled to fit my cock into my shorts, I realized something. My cock has gotten bigger. I might’ve passed that one-foot mark.

I woke up early today, 7:30 a.m. to be exact. Normally I wouldn’t get up that early, but something exciting happened today. It was something I’d been dreading for a while, until it finally happened. A few days after the check-up, I told Gabe about Benn, someone I was interested in letting into our relationship. Of course, I didn’t tell him I already had sex with him, but it didn’t really matter.

At first, he reacted as I expected; he wanted our relationship to stay in between us. I told Benn about this, and he told me he knew about Gabe, the one time he tried to speak to him he turned away. I told him Gabe was just really shy, and he was just got to give him another chance. Slowly but surely, I spotted the two of them talking more, I even saw Benn helping Gabe during his workout! Then, I got the news: Gabe was willing to try to make it work! He agreed to meet with me and Benn at the fighter’s gym at 8:30 and have a shared ‘workout’ session together! I was barely able to contain my excitement when I went to bed yesterday, only sleeping after Gabe ‘congratulated’ me in bed.

I quickly got in the shower, changed, grabbed my water bottle and towel as I rushed out my room. Before I could leave, Gary manifested right at the front door, blocking the exit.

“What are you doing, I got to go, c’mon! I got t—”

Gary grabbed me by the mouth with one hand and wrapped his arm around me. He pushed me against the door, his face just a few centimeters away from mine.

“I won’t keep you for long, my dear pet…” his lustful intent dripped off his words, but there was something else. Is it anger? Jealousy? Whatever it is, it was not good news for me.

“I just want you to remember—” He leaned into my ear. “—you’re mine.” Then he shoved his tongue into my mouth, a full-blown make-out starting as he pinned me against the door. He held me there for a few good minutes, not letting me go even as I struggled to get free. Just before I gave up and gave in, he let go, leaving one last kiss on my cheek.

“Remember who you belong to, pet,” he said, planting a kiss right on my forehead, “and remember to have fun out there. Stay safe.” He opened the door, letting me through. Before I set off he slaps my ass, along with one last remark. “Get going, my dear! Don’t leave your pets waiting…”

It didn’t take me long to arrive at the gym. I ran to the gym, trying my best to hide my erection. I even had to waste a little time to calm myself down by jacking off in the back alley. It only took me about 15 minutes, and I made it there by 9:05. I threw open the door, seeing Benn and Gabe already getting started. Benn was coaching Gabe through a warm-up, making him do some easy stretches to get started. They both turned to me as I walked in, already working up a sweat due to running like a madman to get here. Benn snorted when he saw me, facing me with his hands on his hips.

“This is the earliest you’ve arrived at any training session I’ve set up.” He sighed and scratched his head as Gabe struggled through his stretches. “Whatever, I should be glad you even managed to show up, or come in even later…”

He turned back to Gabe, raising a hand to him. “All right, you can stop with the stretches for now. You can rest while I walk Adrian through his warm-up.”

What, he can’t be serious. “Why would I need a warm-up? I ran all the way here!”

He eyed me up and down and simply said, “You look like you can build up more of a sweat, c’mon.” he pats me on the back and ushers me to the mat.

Honestly, it wasn’t that bad. He didn’t make me do much for the warm-up; I spent a few minutes stretching with Benn while Gabe rested in the corner. He really pushed my body’s flexibility. Spiderman crawls from the front to the back of the gym, cobra stretches, and all sorts of other stretching exercises that pull my joints to their limit. By the time we were done, I felt like I’d been stretched out on the rack for a couple of hours. When we moved on to some warm-up exercises, he made Gabe join again. We did squats, push-ups, and burpees, 5 times for 5 sets. When we were done, we were all sitting down, resting for a little before starting the main exercise. We were all sweating, some more than others. In fact, Gabe was on the floor, panting, struggling to catch his breath.

“Where’s your endurance?” he asked the man, reaching out a hand for him. “You told me all about your family farm, now you’re looking like you haven’t worked a day on it.”

Gabe grabbed his hand and, with his help, got up to his feet. “Sorry, I—” he sputtered, gasping for air. “It’s been a couple of years since I’ve worked on the farm. I’m out of shape.”

“I can tell. That’s what you’re here for, right?”

“That’s what we’re here for,” I reminded him.

“Hmm, indeed. Well, if everybody’s ready,” he said, motioning to the mat, “then we’ll start running laps around the place. Gabe, you’ll only need to do three, but I’d appreciate it if you did more. Adrian, I expect you to keep up with me, understand?”

“Uuuugh, really?” The moment he heard me complain, Benn glared at me with that infamous glower. I couldn’t even try to argue with him when he was looking at me like that. I understood having Gabe only run a few laps, but Benn’s endurance was legendary; there was no way I could keep up with him!

I got worried when I noticed Benn was still staring at me. His hard eyes locked onto mine as he walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. He held me close and looked me right in the eyes. He whispered, “I’ve warned you not to underestimate yourself, that’s how you end up crippling your potential.” He backed up, letting his words sink in. “Now get moving!”

We ran laps around the gym, following Benn’s lead. Well, I followed Ben’s lead, Gabe stopped after five laps, which, to his credit, was a few laps longer than what Benn asked of him. After Gabe dropped off, Benn picked up the pace. He ran faster around the gym, screaming at me to keep moving. After the tenth lap, he took it so far as to start running behind me, yelling whenever he noticed me slowing down. He made it very clear I wasn’t going to stop until he was done.

We did 25 laps until he was finally satisfied. I crashed onto the bench right beside Gabe, completely draining my first water bottle. Benn stood over the two of us, going over the rest of our routine today.

“First, we will start with kickboxing. I’m gonna run you through the basics, the jab, cross, hook—all the basic punches. We’ll spend some time practicing the punches before moving on to the basic kicks. High and low kicks, along with knee strikes. Then I’ll teach you how to block these strikes. We’ll finish by practicing these moves with the punch mitts. I don’t want to hear any complaining about today’s exercises—” He narrowed his eyes at me. “—since I’m going well out my way to keep it simple. If you understand, get up on your feet!”

We got up on our feet and spent the next three hours on our feet. We practiced each move over and over again, punching and kicking the air until Benn felt like bringing out the mitts. Then he strapped them on, making us practice the moves again with him, and testing our guard after every strike. He was especially rough on me, taking advantage of any gaps he saw in my defense. We barely spent any time on learning how to block, so it felt especially unfair that he zeroed in on me when it came to my defense. He wasn’t anywhere near as harsh on Gabe, despite him struggling to realize you’re supposed to hit the mitt opposite your hand. He even let him get away with obvious gaps in his defense, not even giving him a light tap to remind him to keep his hands up! Of course he had to take it easy on Gabe, considering how out of shape he is, but why the hell did he go so hard on me?

When we finally finished practicing with Benn, both Gabe and I were gassed. I’m not so sure how Gabe is doing, but my head hurts due to how hard Benn hits me every time he sees an opening. Honestly, this gym date could’ve gone a little better. I want to do more, but I’m too tired to do anything but drag myself to the shower. Benn went to the shower already; Gabe and I might as well join him.

I tapped Gabe on the shoulder, pointing to the shower. “Hey, let’s hit the showers before we leave.”

Gabe gave me a concerned look, asking, “Are you sure Benn will be okay with us using the shower?”

“It’s a public shower, man! You want to walk the streets smelling like you just left the sewers? C’mon!” He sighed and got up, following me to the shower. It looked the same as always, cleaner than expected, but still kinda nasty. I handed him a towel before we walked in and gave him a little tour of the shower, just so he knew where everything was. Gabe stopped right in front of the entrance when he saw Benn in the shower. Gabe scampered behind me, once again asking if Benn would be fine with us showering in the same room.

“It’ll be fine, calm down! Let’s just focus on each other…” I slipped my hands into his sweaty shirt and peeled it off. I stripped Gabe right outside of the shower and admired the progress he had made. His belly wasn’t as flabby as it used to be, and his arms also showed a bit more muscle than when I last saw them. Proof of his efforts at the gym. Still, he would look a lot nicer if I were training with him. It was a good thing that I’d be training with him from now on.

At first, he hesitated to strip me. Once again, I had to remind him that Benn wouldn’t kick us out for just using the shower. He reluctantly followed my lead, slowly taking my shorts off, then struggling to peel off my sweaty shirt. He stared in awe at my muscles, his hands tenderly grabbing my huge pecs.

“W-wow, y-your chest,” he said, in awe of my muscles. “How big are they now?”

I blushed at his words. It’d been a while since I measured my muscles, and even longer since Gabe had seen them. I hadn’t met Gabe since my first ‘training session’ with Benn. I should’ve expected his surprise at my ever-growing body, but still...

“I appreciate your words, but—” I grabbed his underwear. “—we’re not here just to admire my body, right? We came for the shower, and we can’t shower with our clothes on.” I yanked his shorts down, revealing his flaccid cock. We managed to restore his length to 7 inches after I managed to ‘convince’ his old master to show some leniency.

“Oh—Adrian!” he exclaimed, quickly covering himself with his towel.

“C’mon now, we’re going to the shower! Now are you just gonna stand there and take it, or will you let my dick breathe too?”

“A-alrighty then, if you really wan’ me to…” he said, his voice tapering off as his hands neared my boxers. His breath grew heavy, and his fingers trembled when he finally managed to put his hand on my boxers, almost like he was a little scared of seeing what I was packing now. Yet, he was also anticipating it, I could tell when just by looking at his slowly rising cock. I could almost read his mind. He was wondering… if my muscles had grown so much since the last time we’d met, how big was my mighty meat tower now?

His face started turning red as he carefully pulled down my boxers, his eyes widening as he saw more of my cock. I’d already started getting hard when he was pulling down my boxers, which led to the head getting caught on the band. My schlong was so large Gabe struggled to pull my boxers down any further! He had to carefully separate the band from the head, finally letting him see my magnificent meat. He squatted down and held it there for a moment, clearly in awe of the sheer size of it. Even flaccid, the length couldn’t be contained by Gabe’s huge hands! He gasped as he held my cock in his hands. The base was far from the reach of his fingers, and the head dangled from the edge of his palms!

“W-woah, now this-this thang righ’ here, i-it’s—!”

“Pretty big, right?” I finished his sentence for him, since he clearly couldn’t find the words. I’m not surprised, some days I can barely believe this cock is my own! I stepped out of my boxers as Gabe kept his eyes glued on my cock. “Now, you ready to go to the shower—”

“Hey, how much longer are you gonna spend in there?” Benn popped out from the shower with nothing, only having a washcloth draped over his neck, making Gabe’s face go even redder. He must’ve heard us and gotten irritated with us flirting. “Come on! What the hell is taking you so long—”

He looked down at my cock and let out a small, quick yelp before looking back up at me. “The hell? It was not this big the last time I saw you! What happened?”

“I’ve grown.”

“How! P-people don’t just grow like this!”

I just shrugged my shoulders and motioned to the shower. “I dunno, you gonna keep asking questions or you gonna hop in the shower with me and Gabe?”

I walked into the shower with Gabe, and Benn just sighed and followed us to the shower. There was already a fog of hot steam billowing from the shower. I walked over to the closet showerhead and turned it on, with Gabe following suit. I turn and pose to Benn, and in response, he throws a washcloth right at my face. The moment I take it off to yell at him, he’d already gone straight to Gabe. They were close, too close…

“Hey!” I yelled while walking over to them, “Who said you could—”

I was interrupted by Gabe walking up and planting a kiss right on my lips, surprising me with his enthusiasm. I was usually the one who took the lead. I tried to back up, but Gabe held me tight, a little too tight to be friendly.

He confirmed his aggressive intent as he held my head in place and whispered in my ear. “Me and Benn have been talking,” he said, “and we’ve decided we aren’t happy with you keeping secrets.” Benn got up and joined in the fun, sandwiching me between the two of them.

“You’re lucky I’ve grown to like Gabe. I would’ve beat your ass by now, so you better thank him,” Benn whispered, while rubbing his huge cock against my ass. “In fact, I believe I know the perfect way to show your gratitude, right, Gabe?”

“O’ course,” he said, as the pair moved their hands to my shoulders and pressed down. “How ‘bout you help me, Benn?”

They both pushed me down to their knees, both shoving their cocks in my face. They both had a hand on my head and another on their cocks. Benn especially gripped my hair tightly, barely letting me turn my head as he pushed his throbbing cock against my cheek. They were both quietly laughing as I sat there on my knees, unable to do anything but take whatever they had planned for me. I wasn’t really sure how to feel about this. For one, I only really enjoyed being submissive when Gary was involved, and these two aren’t as mighty as him. Still, having two large cocks shoved in my face like this made me too horny to care. I’d let them have their fun for now, and see where their ‘revenge’ went from here.

“I’ll let you go first, Gabe. Have your way with his mouth.”

“Thanks, I’ll stuff his lying mouth shut!” With that he pushed his cock into my mouth, filling my maw with his cock. He didn’t stop until my tongue could reach his balls. I could feel the head poking the back of my tongue. He was laughing as he forced his cock into my mouth. I looked up at him when he jerked my head around as he tried to fuck my face.

“Don’t look up at me like that, unless you got sumin’ to say ‘bout your treatment.” It wasn’t like I could say much with his dick in my mouth. If I could, I’d tell him this is nowhere near the biggest cock I’ve sucked. I’d rather not have Benn know about Gary. Gabe is pretty much the only human I trust with knowing about my pact with Gary. After all, he came from similar circumstances, and speaking of come, I think it was time to go to work on his cock. I could only take limited control with Gabe and Benn holding my head in place, but I did what I could.

Bobbing my head back and forth as I sucked him off, I played with his dick a little, circling my tongue around his shaft and letting him poke around in my mouth in a confused attempt to take back control. Whenever I got close enough, I stretched out my tongue as far as I could to cradle and fondle his balls when I could. Each time, I could feel his balls clench and hear him let out those small breathy moans when he was about to climax. He was getting close, and so soon. He really needs to work on his endurance.

Before he came, my head was yanked from his cock by a strength I was all too familiar with. I couldn’t really see him, but I knew it was Benn jerking my head around like this.

“C’mon Gabe, you think he’ll know how mad you are if you keep acting gentle?”

Gabe’s face now flushed red in embarrassment rather than arousal. “S-sorry,” he stuttered out, looking away from both of us.

“Don’t be sorry, be angry, get angry! And get rough with this idiot!” Ben stepped in between the two of us, right in front of me with his huge, thick cock throbbing in my face. “If you don’t punish this lying little slut, he won’t learn! Let me show you how you’re supposed to manhandle someone…”

He grabbed my hair with both hands, holding on so tight I could barely turn my head. He moved his hips back a little, getting his cock off my face. Then he whipped his cock from side to side, smacking me in the face multiple times! His cock was so thick it actually kinda hurt. Not badly, but enough to be embarrassing. He didn’t even take the time to gloat; the moment he saw my mouth open he went right in. His cock was about the same length as Gabe’s, but it was far thicker. It was like having a soda can forced into my mouth. If there was any man who matched the sheer girth on Gary’s cock, it’d be Benn. I could barely breathe with Benn stuffing my mouth with his log. I was sputtering and gagging on his huge cock, my jaw being stretched beyond comfortable limits. Benn clearly noticed and laughed at my discomfort.

“Ha! Look at you! You can’t spit anymore lies with a mouth full of meat, can’t you?”

His laughter only subsided as he got rougher with me. Soon he was full-blown fucking my mouth, his hips bucked and swung back and forth, slamming his cock into my mouth with steadily increasing force. His huge balls swung back and slammed into my chin with each thrust, the sound reverberating through the shower. My head shook each time his balls hit my face.

I heard Gabe speak up after a little while. “H-hey, if you keep fucking his mouth like that, you’ll probably mess up his head real good, it’ll at least give him a nasty headache…” I couldn’t hear the rest of Gabe’s muttering due to how ward Benn was fucking my face. Benn was holding my face too tightly to move, so I couldn’t see Gabe’s face, but I clearly noticed the concern in his voice. Benn, however, couldn’t care less. If anything, he started picking up the pace since Gabe spoke up. His harsh voice rang throughout the shower, I could hear each biting word clearly, despite his exhaustion.

“Gabe—ugh! Calm down. A little headache, ain’t gonna keep him from—uh! getting what he—deserves!” Now Benn was nearing his climax; I could taste little drops of his pre leaking from his cock. Still, he wanted to extend my trial as long as he could. He slowed down, focusing on power rather than pure speed. He drew his hips as far back as he could and slammed into my face. My brain rattled with each thrust; I realized Gabe was probably right about my head hurting after this. Ben’s grunting grew louder, his grip tightened even more, he was getting closer to his climax, his pace slowed even more until he suddenly stopped, his balls clenched, and I felt his cum start rushing down my throat. A few thick spurts burst out before the dam broke.

“Uh! Get ready you—lying bastard!!!” His cum started rushing down my throat, filling my mouth even more than his cock. His hot spooge completely clogged my throat. Try as I might, I couldn’t swallow it all. Quite a lot of it was already spilling out my mouth, and I was tearing up trying to keep the cum in my mouth and breathe. So, I tried to pull away. I couldn’t take Gary’s load in my mouth, and I couldn’t take this.

Benn noticed, and he wasn’t having it. He grabbed me by the hair and thrusted one last time, forcing all his cum down my throat. I swallowed all I could so I could still breathe, even then my cheeks were puffed up, I swear I could feel my skin stretching as Benn kept pumping his cum into my mouth. I slapped his legs, moaned loudly, did whatever I could to let him know he needed to pull out. But he didn’t care, he was determined to make me swallow every last drop. It was only when Gabe wrapped his hands around him and forcibly pulled him away from me. I immediately started coughing and sputtering as soon as his cock was out of my mouth. I spat out waves of hot cum, even as Benn painted my face with more of his cum. I swear it took an extra minute or so until he was done dumping cum all over my face. By the time he was done, I could barely see, I had to wipe my face just to see again! I looked up to see Benn glisten with sweat, huffing as Gabe held him away from me.

“Dammit, why did you—” Benn was interrupted with Gabe planting a quick kiss on his lips.

“Come on now, if you kept going, he would’ve choked! Look at the poor boy, strugglin’ to breathe! Besides love.” Gabe leaned in and kissed him again, making it last far longer this time.

They switched from Gabe holding him from behind to the two of them holding each other as they made out. All the while I stayed down on my knees, still struggling to catch my breath and get the cum out my eyes. I couldn’t really see properly due to all the cum that was still in my eyes, but it looked like they were growing larger. Once they finally separated, I tried to get a good look at them. Gabe seemed to have less flab on his body, and Benn’s muscles seemed to be a little bigger.

My train of thought was interrupted when Gabe spoke up again. “We’re trying to teach the boy a lesson! You really wanna run out steam when we ain’t supposed to be done with him yet? You really wanna end thing here?”

Benn, still breathing heavily, wiped this spittle from his lip and nodded. “You’re right, we got a lot more prepared for him.” He turned to me with an evil glint in his eyes, and a wide grin creeping over his lips. Gabe shared this look, his eyes on me as Benn walked behind me. Gabe had his hand on his cock again, rubbing it as he walked closer to me.

“Alrighty, Adrian, are you ready for our big surprise?”

I was still wiping Benn’s cum off my face, so it took me a while to realize Gabe was talking to me. I didn’t realize what was happening until I felt Benn plant his hands on my hips and lean over me. “W-wha—”

As expected, they didn’t wait for my answer. Gabe immediately shoved his cock into my mouth, once again filling my mouth with his cock. Just doing the same thing over again, huh? Nefore I got too comfortable, I felt something poking around my back door. It had to be Benn! I tried to turn around and see what he was doing, but Gabe was holding my head too tightly for that. He really took to heart what Benn was trying to teach him. I guess he was the one who wanted to give me a headache. Speaking of Benn, he was stretching my ass out, but not with his cock. No, he has his hand in there! First a few fingers, he soon started adding more fingers. Soon, he had his whole hand in there!

“Benn, you think he’s ready for it now?”

“Sure, let’s get it done and over with before you cum.”

Benn took his hand out my ass and lifted my ass up, and Gabe hoisted me up by my shoulders. The two of them worked together to lift me up into the air. They held me up far above the ground, holding me up like a piece of meat. Before I could even ask what they were doing, they shoved their cocks into me, Gabe put his cock in my mouth, and Benn put his into my ass. Even with Benn stretching my ass out with his hand, his cock still filled out my ass to an almost painful degree. I couldn’t figure out what to think.

I was surprised these two had the energy to be so rough. Especially Benn, that man had looked completely gassed when Gabe forcibly yanked him off me. Now he was back up, full of energy and tearing up my ass like a man possessed. Gabe was being rough, sure; but Benn was fucking me like a beast, he sounded like a beast too. He was grunting and growling as he pounded my ass. He moved his arms from grabbing my hips to wrapping around my waist. His arms, packed with slim, lean muscles, seemed to blow up as they flexed with renewed strength. Then, he suddenly pulled up and smacked my ass, the sound ringing throughout the shower. I yelped when his rough hand scraped my ass; even with my mouth stuffed with Gabe’s cock, my voice still rings throughout the shower, competing with the grunting and growling of the two men who skewered me like a kebab.

“Mmmmh! Mmmmmh! Oh! Ahhhhh…”

My muffled voice slurred as I started to succumb to the pleasure of being split from both ends. I could feel pre flowing from cock, spurting in thin ropes and hitting Gabe’s legs. Their cocks were ruining my mind at this point, the heat and the sweaty musk that radiated off them was now fucking with my senses. It felt like they were getting bigger with each thrust! Gabe’s cock was long, but it was barely a challenge for my mouth.

Now I could feel my mouth stretched out, his spongy meat somehow growing thicker and stretching out my mouth. Benn also seemed to be steadily growing, his cock somehow growing thicker with each thrust. I couldn’t help yelping each time he slammed his cock into me, his thick cock stretching out my ass in a way I don’t even think Gary could! It feels like someone’s shoving one of those giant metal water bottles into me!

Their precum flowed into me like a river, ungodly amounts of cum that outdid the loads of many other men. They were getting close as I am now, the bestial grunting and hollering that came from these two men only grew louder as they picked up the pace, desperate to cum. I reach out and grab Gabe’s balls, it was a testament to how badly this fuckfest has my mind at this point, I thought I could feel his balls fill my hands. Only Gary (and maybe me) is that big! I’d be laughing if I could, the only sound my mouth can make right now is mindless moaning. I could also feel them rumble and clench as he pumped more pre into my mouth. I tried my best to keep my hold on them as Gabe brutally fucked my face, his mind now one with Benn as they got closer to cumming.

Suddenly, Benn inhaled sharply, and speaks up. “Gabe-ah! Are you—”

“Yes, I’m so close!”

Then I felt their grip on me fade, and I could see Gabe raise his arms up. But I didn’t fall; I was still held up in the air. I couldn’t see it, but they told me later that they were holding hands right above me. They leaned in at the same time, squishing me between their bodies.

“All right, let’s—hah, finish this. At—whew, at the same time.”

Then they slammed into me with brutal, synchronized thrusts. I could feel their cocks throbbing in both ends, desperate as I am to finally cum. I just let my arms fall to the side and let them finish the job.

“Ahhhhhhhhhooooagh!” They both roared like mad beasts as they came, their screaming gradually devolved into senseless moaning as they came. My own pathetic moans were being drowned out by these two beasts as they blasted their white hot spunk into me. Their cum flooded both my ass and my mouth. Their hot spooge filled me up so quickly there was nowhere else for it to go! I couldn’t hold it in either end, so much of it immediately spilled out and hit the floor with a loud splash, pooling on the off-white tile. They came for a while; it felt like hours passed by as they screamed and moaned as they filled me up. Eventually, their moans trailed off, their legs buckled, and their cocks softened as they pulled out and dropped me on the floor, letting me fall into a puddle of their cum.

Hitting the floor brought me back to my senses, I flailed around as I suddenly realized they were finally done emptying their balls. I lay there for a moment, catching my breath as I thought back on what had just happened. Those two made nearly as much cum as Gary did during his first night at my house. Their cum didn’t just make a puddle on the floor, quite a lot of their cum was dripping from the walls! If they didn’t cum into me, I’m sure at least half of the shower would be painted white with their cum! All that cum, oh…

I felt it as I tried to sit up, my bloated midsection made it look like I was pregnant! I groaned and rubbed my belly as I sat up, wiping the cum that was dripping off my chin. I look around and see the two of them fell onto each other, madly groping and making out with each other. Now that I was somewhat lucid, I could clearly see they had grown larger. The flab on Gabe’s body was nearly gone, the powerful muscles that were hidden under them clearly shown for the first time in what must be years! Only his belly still had any significant amount of fat left. Benn, oh Benn huge now. He had definitely grown taller, I can just tell, but his muscles are what really got my attention. His muscles, which were once slim and lean, now bulged and swelled with new power. Veins snaked across his growing muscles, slowly growing them to be even larger! His arms would’ve been bigger than Gabe’s if it weren’t for the extra fat that still clung to his body. My muscles almost matched his own this morning, but now he blew me out of the water! Hell, he could nearly match the size of Ernesto’s muscles! The fact that they still had any energy left after what they did to me is probably the craziest thing about all of this! It felt like their energy was passing to me too, fueling me to get up and get in on the action, but I couldn’t.

My bloated belly wouldn’t let me leave the ground. I had to crawl toward the two men, slowly, my belly dragging across the floor as I approached my lovers.

They stayed there and made out for a while, only stopping when they noticed me crawling towards them. Their eyes were unfocused and glassy, clouded with lust. They stared at me for a while before finally noticing my bloated belly. Their eyes widened with concern, and they rushed over to me, quickly crawling over to my side and holding me up.

Benn got to me first and sat down to my left, and Gabe crawled over to my left. Benn reached out with bated breath, putting a hand on my belly and rubbing the taut skin. He turned to me with his eyes wide with concern. “What the hell happened to you? Your belly’s huge! And—” He lifted a hand and stared at it, noticing the puddle of cum they waded into. “—what is this?”

“You did this to me, obviously. You two blasted so much cum into me I look like I’m carrying a child.”

Gabe started blubbering as he gazed at my bloated belly. “A-are you sure we did this? Y’sure this ain’t some trick from that demon you’re hanging around?”

“Wait, demon? Wha—”

I raised up a hand, interrupting Benn. “I’ll explain later, but this is definitely all your spooge. Look at the floor, then look at yourselves. You’ll see this isn’t ‘some trick’.”

They did as I said, look at the floor we’re sitting on, and realized the large puddle of cum was theirs. Then they looked at each other, finally recognizing the changes their bodies had gone through. They stared in awe at each other, reaching out to feel each other’s arms.

“Gabe, your fat i-it’s gone!” Then he looked down at his belly. “Well, almost gone.”

“Benn, your muscles, th-they’re huge!”

They turn to me, clearly looking for any answers. Well…

“I did make a pact with an incubus to grow the body I have now, but I didn’t know I could extend that growth to others. Usually, sex only made me grow. This is the first time I ever had sex with someone, and they grew.”

Benn just sat there and stared at me, unblinking and unmoving. I was getting worried, so I reached out and tapped his shoulder. “H-hey, you go—”

“N-No! What the fuck! Demons are real? Y-you’ve been in a demonic pact? How long have you been in this pact? What does he want?”

“H-hey, calm down—”

“How the fuck am I supposed to calm down? Why the fuck are you in a demonic pact? Gabe, you—” He suddenly turned to Gabe. “—You knew about this, right? How long have you—”

“A month and a half,” he said, looking down in shame. “He’s friendly, for a demon. He’s helped me and Adrian in some tough spots, hell, h-he’s saved my life. I’m not gonna say he’s trustworthy, but—”

“Stop, please.” He got up and walked to the showerhead. “Let’s just shower and get out. This is too much for me.”

They got up. I tried to get up with them, but my belly weighed me down, and my tired limbs kept me from rising off the floor. I looked up, slightly embarrassed by what I was about to say. “Uhh, guys?”

They looked down and quickly realized I needed their help. Benn sighed and bent down in front of me, preparing to help me to my feet. Before he did, he stopped, looking right at my crotch. He stared for way too long. Something was clearly wrong. “Hey, what’s the glitch? Help me up so I can see!

“Your cock, it’s—it turned red!”

“What!” I try to get a better look, but my bloated belly is blocking my sight.

“It’s still hard, a-and huge!” He sat up and sighed, rubbing his temples. “I think it’s grown bigger, just like the rest of us!”

I realized then despite getting my brains fucked out, I hadn’t cum yet. I somehow hadn’t busted, yet, despite that incredible, lustful ordeal. Even more amazing was that I hadn’t noticed until now! Now I could feel just how bloated my balls were, and how strained my shaft felt. It was throbbing against my belly, pulsating with a desperate need to release.

I strained to reach a hand to touch my cock and was surprised with the heat radiating off it. It felt like an iron rod that had been heating up in a furnace for hours. I could feel the veins, blown up to be huge hoses that pump blood into my superpowered cock. I ran my hand as far up as I could. It felt like it never ends, my hand traveling farther up until my belly blocks me, keeping me from reaching the head. I might not be able to see my cock, but I could tell Benn was right. My cock had grown much larger, seemingly supercharged by all the sexual activity. Both Benn and Gabe were staring at it with awe, fear, and a hint of concern. I didn’t blame them; I’d be concerned if I could see my cock right now too.

“Holy…” Benn said, so shocked he couldn’t even finish his words.

“Ain’t nothin’ holy ‘bout this shit, Benn,” Gabe remarked. I think he was the one pushing my belly around, probably so he could get a better look. I felt another hand on my cock, large and smooth—definitely Gabe’s. He was lightly squeezing and caressing the head. It was a testament to how large it was I could feel the hand barely cover the head of my cock.

“Y-yeah, I don’t even know how I’m still conscious with all the blood pumping into this thing.” I took a deep breath, trying my best to stay focused with this newfound lust slowly settling in. “I-I think this happened before, when G-Gary temporarily enlarged my cock for a day. I-it should wear off by t-tomorrow.”

“Really? Huh.” Benn looked down and seemed… disappointed? I couldn’t tell; my mind was frayed due to the lust that started settling in earlier. Now I felt hazy, my vision clouding as my body seemed to heat up to match the temperature of my cock. Benn put his hands on my shoulders, gently but firmly pushing me down, making me lie down on my back. I saw him stand up, both me and Gabe looking up at him, curious about what he planned to do next. Then he walked around until he was standing right above my cock. Wait, he was not planning to…

“Hol’ up now, Benn! I don’ think you should do that.”

“Come on Gabe, you ride him all the time, let me have a turn.”

“Benn, I’ve never rode ‘im like this! this ain’t safe, you gonna tear yerself apart!”

“Gabe, I’m doing this. I don’t know if I’m ever going to get another chance to ride a cock like this.”

Gabe just sighed, exasperated, he just said to do it. “Imma pull you off the moment you look like yer in trouble.”

“Okay,” he said, taking a deep breath and steadies himself, slowly descending until his ass is just above my cock. He reached out his hands, opening and closing them as he breathed in and out, then curling his hands toward me. Due to the lustful haze, it took me an embarrassingly long time to realize he wants to hold hands. My shaking hands reached up and grabbed his, holding on tight as he took one last deep breath and prepared to take the plunge.

“Let’s do this,” he said, his pucker resting right above my cockhead. I could tell it was going to be a massive struggle. He grunted and growled as he struggled to fit my cock in my ass. His face twisted and contorted with effort as he squatted down further, his pucker stretching to fit the head. It took a while, far longer than I like, but eventually it pops in. Both of us let out a sharp yelp as when we felt the head finally fit into his ass. However ready he thought he was, it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t ready either. He whipped his head back and screamed as he felt my cum blasting into him—not pre, cum. I was shooting ropes of hot jizm blasting up his ass, already bloating out his midsection. Somehow, I could tell I have far more left in the tank.

I knew Benn was already struggling with the head stretching him out, and with the cum flooding his rectum. Still, he hadn’t had enough. After he managed to regain his focus, he curled down and looked down at me with renewed determination. He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip, pushing his weight down on my ever-expanding girth. I can feel my cumvein stretching to let more cum out, pumping more and more cum into him by the second. His belly filled up with more of my cum, a baby bump pushing out from his torso. If he didn’t get off, it’ll soon match my own belly or maybe be even larger!

Still, it didn’t stop him. He pushed down even further, his knuckles turning white as he nearly crushed my hands with his grip. His face was bright red, veins popping off his forehead, his breath shaky, sweat dripping down from face. his teeth, gnashing against each other as he struggled to take more and more of my cock. Tears freely flowed from his eyes as he looked down at me. I didn’t think I’d ever seen Benn look scarier than he did now, but I was equally scared for Benn. His legs buckled, slipped, and fell to his knees. His belly now matched my own, his robust six-pack now completely gone, replaced by a belly that matched my own, and it would soon surpass it. I’ve been cumming since the cockhead pooped into Benn’s ass, but I can tell I haven’t really cum yet. There was still plenty left in my balls, in fact, I feel them filling faster as Benn slowly made his way down my shaft. He stops his slow slide down, heaving and panting, his eyes bulging out the sockets as he looks down at his own stomach for a moment. He finally seemed to notice just how large he was become, and it seemed to scare him. Gabe must’ve noticed the fear in his shaky breath, he stepped closer and told him he was going to pull him off now.

“N-No! D-don’t!” he said, gasping between each word. “I-I’m not done—”

“You’re done now, c’mon. I’m not letting you stay on till you pop.”

“I’m—” He took a deep breath, drawing up all his will and turning to Gabe. “—not, done, yet! Back off!”

His voice carried an unknowable, unexplainable power, one that surprised me and Benn. Gabe flinched. I thought he was gonna just ignore Benn and haul him up anyway, but he didn’t. He stood still for a good few moments before stepping back, and Benn turned his attention right back to me. He went back to grunting and growling as he made his way down to my balls. He let go of my hands, pressing both his hands on my balls. I barely felt his hands on my balls, despite him undoubtedly squeezing them as hard as he could. I felt his fingertips on the edge of my testes, not even able to reach the floor while pressing down on my roiling, pumped-up balls. Later, I was told by Gabe they were the size of basketballs! It was kinda terrifying and reminds me just how much cum I have left, and I can tell my balls are ready to empty themselves. Benn had almost reached the base, he was so close to my balls, and I knew the moment he reached them, I was going to explode. He was so close, I was so close, I was almost there—!

“Aa-ah! AaaaaaaaaAAaAAAAAAAAAAAGGgghHHHH!”

With one final push, he did it. His ass landed on my balls with one last heavy slam, and I completely lost it. If I were still capable of forming words, I’d’ve warned Benn about the upcoming eruption coming from my cock. All I could do was scream even louder than I already was, my voice rising higher and higher as my fingers and toes curled, and my now massive balls clench as they released their full capacity. I thrusted each time my cock shot powerful ropes of cum. These ropes soon turn into geysers, epic jets of cum that blasted into Benn’s belly. Each jet visually pushed Benn’s guts out, bloating him to be two, three, four, sizes larger than me! I couldn’t hear him now. Hell, I couldn’t even see him now! But I knew he was screaming too, likely giving out a bellow that put his previous lust-fueled roar to shame.

He likely would’ve bloated to be even larger, but Gabe finally snapped out of whatever stupor he was stuck in. He rushed over and pulled Benn off my cock, gallons of cum flowing out of Benn’s ass. It spilled out everywhere, on me, Gabe, everywhere, and I wasn’t even close to done! I thrust and cum into empty air, screaming with sheer unbridled lust as geysers of cum erupting from cock. These jets went up higher and higher until they hit the ceiling! It splashed down and rained over the entire shower! But I still came, cumming and screaming as waves of white splash down on my face.

I lost my memory after that, and lost consciousness somewhere in the middle of cumming my brains out. I woke up nearly an hour later, after the shower had been somewhat cleared up. When I woke up, cum still pooled around the corners of the bathroom, and a few small puddles of cum were splattered about the shower. Apparently, it was nothing compared to what I left behind earlier. The bathroom was flooded with cum, stinking, viscous off-white sludge that stuck to the floor like extra-sticky slime.

Benn was out for a while too, but he did wake up before me, and helped Gabe clean up the shower. They had to turn on all the faucets and use these huge scrub brushes, brooms meant for bathroom cleaning. He was still here, just resting on the mat. This was only an hour of work, and they expected me to finish it. I groaned and complained, my body ached, I felt like I just went through a hydraulic press, but Gabe wasn’t having it.

“You blew up an’ nearly popped Benn like a balloon! And you gone an’ went sprayed the rest of the bathroom with yer jizm!” He hauled me up to my feet and shoved the scrubber into my hand. “You ain’t goin’ nowhere till you scrub that shower clean, you hear me!”

I gave a heavy sigh and got to work. It wasn’t that hard, once I got the idea of using a water bucket to loosen up the cum that was stuck in the corner. Even now, I really couldn’t believe Gabe’s words. Was he sure all this is my cum? Maybe Gary flew down here and had some fun too, turned himself invisible so no one could see him. That made a lot more sense than my balls blowing up to the size of basketballs.

But I knew he was not lying, despite my hazy recollection of events. I knew all this really was me, and that gave me a certain kind pleasure, knowing now I was closer to the realm of demons than to the pitiful humans I was now leaving behind.

Halfway through cleaning, I realized my bloated belly was gone, replaced with a blocky 8 pack? Hold on, one, two, three, four! Yeah, that was four sets of abs, I now had an 8-pack! I excitedly called over Gabe, and he walked back into the shower, staring at me with a raised brow and a tired expression.

“What?”

“C’mon man, look! Look at my abs!”

He looked at my abs, an exhausted sigh making it clear he couldn’t care less. “Yeah, we all noticed. We got a good look at yer body while you were out. Although—” He took a moment to eye me up and down. “—I think you look a little taller. I think you’re taller than Benn now.”

My eyes widened when I heard him. “Really!”

After telling me such monumental news, he just shrugged and turned around. “I dunno, hurry and get that bathroom clean! I’m hungry, and I ain’t eating without’ chu.”

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