Hertz watches as his Beast's shows his teeth; but his snarl soon turns into a perverse smile as his eyes twinkle. Suddenly that dick tentacle was thrusting up even deeper into Hertz; fucking him harder and faster. Going so fucking deep he could feel it in his chest and than with a tremendous show of strength it was lifting him off the ground with the force of those thrusts. He groans as he tries to watch his Beast who was moving from the couch now in a strange gait he was moving so he didn't break the walls or ceiling. He was getting on his hands and knees and panting like an actual animal. Those almost feral eyes staring at Hertz. There seemed to be more dicks growing out of the Beast's crotch ... with a snarl one of them was slamming into Hertz's lips. There was more too wrapping around his calves and ankles and wrists; holding him as another dick slams into his ass. Now he was being fucked by two of them while one was fucking his throat. He didn't even know if his magical enchantments could hold up against such an assault.
He felt them ... another one added to his ass and he almost screams around the dick fucking his throat thoroughly. They were all coming out of the horn Beast's crotch too the creature still panting lewdly with his long tongue reaching all the way down to the floor. (His head is all the way up by the ceiling and he's on his hands and knees keep this in mind.) The creature seems to have grown even larger... those dicks thick as tree-trunks making Hertz asshole stretch out to obscene and baffling limits... even his enchanted asshole couldn't take quite this much and had begun to tear and swell and get red and puffy. Looking more like a doughnut wrapped around the three dicks tentacles that were now fucking him hard and deep. The creature snarls at him and than lifting up that tongue begins to trail the slimy muscle all over Hertz's body.
Hertz although ... literally drowning in sex; and pleasure himself. Realizes though that he's got to continue the bondage art. He was going to have to use a bit of finesse though to pull this off. Wriggling around in the dicks that grip him trying to get to one of the soul pieces that he might be able to reach. Moaning around the dick that was fucking his throat. Trying to move around and flip; but the Beast was holding him pretty firmly. He might have to use some power here; so with a little focus. The soul-piece began to lift into the air and than with a bolt it slams into the Beast's chest.
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You come too ... feeling yourself being overwhelmed with pleasure you have an intense orgasm on the spot. Than you blink, you're coming too ... and more than that you're remember more of who you are... and your identity and even some of your morality. You can see the Boy on your dick... dicks? You can feel so many of them from your crotch... you can feel them wrapped around his limbs... around his neck; three of them in his ass and one down his throat. You begin to pull them back ... all of them... can you make them go away? You don't even fucking know.
You drop him to the floor... pulling out of him completely; trying to take stock of the situation. You were massive! You could barely fit in your own living room anymore! You remember everything you did, everything he said; everything you said. Yet ... it feels like it wasn't really you ... not since you lost your soul anyway... now it really is you again. You aren't sure how to feel... and yet... there had been that shine of a soul in the hospital.
"Wh... what did you do to me?"
"I ... did the magical bondage arts..." Hertz responds; but he seems... somewhat guilty about it now. You aren't sure, but you might hazard a guess he developed real feelings for you. The idea makes your many dicks pulse and a deluge of spooge flooding the floor. You can't even help it... although your soul is back your mind has still been thoroughly conditioned... your body knows what the boy needs ... what he constantly craves; and you know it too. You can smell him, so full of your cum.
"what is this what you get off on?" You feel like you've accused him of that before...
He just looks at you, "fine... than this is your chance... this bondage art is another way out for you. Agree to give it all up; to give me up; to accept never seeing me again ... and you will forget... everything will go back to the way it was. You won't remember any of it... you'll lose this form and become as you were and it will be like I was never here; like I never returned... only you won't crave it like before; you won't feel anything about it; because it will be gone... like time reversed and we never met and there will be no trace of any of this... you'll rewrite it all..."
You stop... was that possible? Was it that simple? Than you wouldn't have this weird body; these weird desires... you could be truly you again!
Right?