"They'll be an hour or two like that," Jake said, chuckling. "Franz's gotta absorb all them Doberman fluids to become what he's turning into. Course I don't wanna miss the last part of his change, so how about we go change ... your Dad, Johann, maybe?. Then I could at least look a little bit older than some freakin' little teenage kid."
"Cool," Kurt said, turning his attention from Franz's face. The Doberman continued humping itself against the beefy jock with more frantic eager pounding. "Yeah, I wanna see that, too, but I wish I was older. Like some hot Asian model, like one of them pretty-boy K-Pop heartthrobs."
"You already look like a sexy go-go Viet-boy, but you're not Korean, silly. You would look hot if you were a little bit older, though. Hmm. Maybe 20 or 21 would work. Ah, how old were you? 17? 18?"
Kurt narrowed his already narrow slanted eyes. "I ... I was ... I-I don't remember!"
"Yeah. My Nether Agent Professor said that happens sometimes. I can't even recall the last 9 or 10 centuries! Nothin' to worry about, but some of them humans have a difficult time with someone who appears to be a little elementary school age kid havin' sex with adults or teenagers ... that "legal" age of consent thing, you know, protect the young and innocent and all that. I get it, though. It's an inbred moral "human" thing. We can all blame you know HIM for that. But, there's still good humans, and bad humans. Just like there's good demons and bad demons."
"Good demons?" Kurt questioned.
"Hell's, yeah! And there's only been one SINLESS one among any of them humans since HE puked those damn words, you know 'em, "Let there be light," and all that, but enough of that, already. Yuk! My point is, since it's immoral, sinful and vile to attack "innocence," like regressing a human from an "adult" into a young child with all the lusts and needs of an adult, or using an "innocent child," and giving the child the same adult lusts of an adult--without them having any choice--it's sinful. Exactly why demons, like the male Incubus and the female Succubus exist. We're sexual fiends! And who better than to weaken all their strongest by using their weakest, the ones the strong one will least expect to be sinful. It will be the children, corrupting humankind. And the children will willfully feast on their elder's free will and human souls."
"Um, yeah! We're the bad-ass demons, right?"
"Not even close to Hell's bad-ass demons," Jake shook his head, then continued, "we're the good demons! We give 'em all pleasure, mostly. By temptation or by force, it's still pleasure afterward. And what better pleasure is there other than sexual pleasure, hm? Love? Hmph. No. Lust. Demon lust is far more powerful than love when a human gets it, then they go and say it's from their ego and pride. And we both know what that got the Bringer of Light, don't we."
"Ahh, no. I don't," Kurt admitted, sliding the long vampire bat tongue in his mouth over his drooling vampire fangs. He still wasn't used to its extreme length or the lengthy vampire fangs, or their continuous drooling. And his stiff cock was sure distracting with its own leaking syrupy juices and flexing arousal. But it felt really good having a permanent stiff boner, even if it was sorta foreign looking and had all that moist bushy black Asian pubic hair clustering around it. "The Light Bringer? Oh! Him! You mean Lucifer!"
Jake shivered. "Don't shout L's name, silly! He'll make you one of his minions, and you don't wanna be stuck over on that side of the damn river if you're still alive and breathing. Now, how about we head downstairs and interrupt your Dad? He's doing some facial recognition stuff on his computer, and oops, looks like his laptop just ...fried. There. That's about had it, now. Whoa!"
Kurt sensed a whirling vortex form around him for a micro-second, and then both he and Jake were standing inside his Dad's private office in the basement, several feet behind Johann.
"Hell's bells!" Johann shouted, tipping over his metal folding chair as he leaped back from the column of brown smoke that rose upwards from his fried laptop computer. "Damn Gremlins!"
Glancing upward toward the ceiling, Kurt's steeply pointed black bat ears flicked outwards at their flinty tips, trying to hear what Johann Wagner said he'd heard. Nothing. Hell's bells weren't clanging. And there weren't any Gremlins running around here, either. Stupid humans, Kurt giggled.
Johann Wagner pivoted on both heels from the rustling noise behind him, shocked by the sudden appearance of the two young teenagers standing inside his basement office. He hadn't heard the door open or close, and he hadn't sensed them come in as he'd sat facing the wall and watched his laptop computer electrocute itself in a wispy brown cloud. Johann had never seen these two scantily dressed teens before, but judging their bizarre, nearly naked outfit's, they must have been looking for his rebellious twin sons. Ever since arriving in America, the twins began devolving into rocker types just like these curious hoodlums, like the same troublemakers he'd seen gaining a foothold in the Fatherland. Germany was once again rife with them, just like America.
"Dietrich und Heinrich are up the stairs, boys," Johann said, righting his metal chair and turning back to his destroyed laptop. His thoughts had returned to how long it might take the Guru from his IT Department back in Munich to recover all of his laptop's cooked programming data.
"We're not hunting them, Mr. Wagner, Jake said, admiring the man's appealing blond hair. "We're hunting you!"
"Me?" Johann Wagner asked, turning back toward the teens. "Wh-why would you be looking for me? I-I don't know you boys. You're ... did ... did you say ... hunting? I think you boys should leave here. I'm not sure what you two scoundrels think you're doing in here, but I--"
"You can't fight us, Johann," Jake interrupted, and approached the man, revealing their true Demon appearances. "We're gonna need just a couple minutes to make you a little more ... like us. Like me, actually. Making you another one like him wouldn't be so good. Oh, that's your son Kurt by the way. Course, he looks nothing like the Kurt you and the Mrs. created. I've changed him a bit to suit my needs, and if you don't want to share his vampire hunger for blood, and his Asian looks, I'd suggest you take off your clothes right now, Joey-boy!"
Johann backpeddled away from the two demon creatures, horrified by their blatantly exposed nakedness. Yet something inside him felt almost aroused by their sexually striking bodies. "What ... what are you? I ... I don't--"
"Enough! Silence!" Jake shouted, thinking 'strip', removing Johann's clothing. "Now, come over here, Joey-boy. I want you to feed me what I need and I'll let you become what I should've made him!"
Mesmerized when the young teenager spread open his black wings, he saw they looked more bat-like than anything that resembled angel wings, or any depiction of angels Johann had imagined in 41-years of life. Johann didn't want to obey the command, but he approached the smelly kid, naked, with a responding erection. But he couldn't fight this, he thought, just like the kid said, and as those slippery black wings folded around him and drew him into their smothering embrace, the last human thought Johann had was: "Damn he's hot!"
Kurt listened to his Dad's stimulated moaning sounds within Jake's bat wing embrace, his own libido soaring into some hellishly arousing excitement and horniness. Kurt hoped Jake wouldn't drain all of the man's human blood, but when he noticed the human's scent changing into a demon's, an Initiate Incubus, he realized his own arousal had all but disappeared to feast on the man. And as Jake's wings unfolded, releasing his once human Dad from their folds, Kurt's arousal was no longer to drink its blood or to mate with the altered appearance of the attractive new Incubus demon.
Johann stepped back from the intoxicating Incubus demon, startled at his first sight of the physical changes that he'd sensed and felt happening to his body when the demon feasted and stole them from him. Examining himself with outrageous newfound arousing desires, Johann knew he didn't even look 41-years-old any longer. His body now looked 25, even more muscular and better built than when he'd been 25 and working on getting his first Master's degree at college.
In addition to the larger muscles, Johann noticed his manhood was completely different now. It still had its foreskin, and a good-size mushroom's cap peeking from the flesh, but it was his master's cock, and it was a full boner at only 8 inches long. His master, Jake Williams, now looked about 20 or 21 years old, just like the stunning 20 or 21-year old Asian vampire bat Incubus demon that was once his 17-year-old son, Kurt.
And his master, Jake, now sported Johann's larger and thicker, 9 1/2" long erection, along with his bushy dark blond nest of pubes. Jake had even taken the dark blond hairs from Johann's head, giving him that slick and greasy blackish-blondish two-tone haircolor and dirty strands Jake had on his head earlier. And Johann's bat wings and black tail with a spade at the end, was the same demon-bat wings and tail that his master had before. Jake's bat wings were now larger, and coated with soft, airy-looking blond hairs instead of the short black hairs soaked with the oils and perspiration that coated Johann's bat-like Initiate Incubus' demon wings.
"Now we're ready to go upstairs and watch Franz's changes finishing up," Jake said, supplying his first two helpers with appropriate clothing. "This will be fun."
Johann swelled from the exciting demon Incubus lusts he now felt in every part of his demonic being, even if he was only empowered as an Initiate Incubus. He was thrilled beefy Franz would soon be joining their existence as another infectious sex-sharing lusty demon. Somehow, Johann even knew how to levitate, and he spread his glossy black wings as a skintight leather thong and boots appeared on his muscular new body, creating even more of the arousing thoughts in Johann's hungry demon tainted soul and altered horny mind.
Arriving in a crackling tornado-like vortex that evaporated as all three creatures reappeared inside Franz's bedroom, Jake quickly realized Franz's change was going slower than he'd anticipated. Franz was still draped across the large duffel bag as before, but the fat lump of flesh protruding from his backside looked more like a tumor instead of a Doberman. There was still some fur left on the dog's now pinkish flesh, and its rounded mass didn't resemble a canine except for the tightly puckered hairy hole of its canine rectum. Mad King Wagner was now merely a fluid draining growth embedded in the jock college boy's ass, pumping its contents into him with slightly noticeable slow pulsing discharges.
"Let's speed that up a little," Jake said, nodding at the beastly liquid transferring sounds coming from Franz's bloated belly. "Right to the part where that canine's asshole gets attached and becomes your own new Doberman poop shoot, Mad King Franz."
Franz's mouth dropped open as the remaining fluid in the bulbous lump at his ass gushed into his belly, the now deflated flesh sucked inside as the hairy canine flesh was fused and connected to his anus. Thank God that's over, Franz thought, relieved he'd somehow survived being sexually ravaged by his family's own pet, and then absorbing every ounce and inch of flesh that remained of the sex crazed canine. Mad King Wagner always seemed ready to mount something. Anything was fair game. People, other dogs, even furniture. Guess I'm finally done with that damn puppy, Franz thought, horrified by what it'd done to him for almost two hours. He'd never liked the stupid Doberman puppy, chasing cars and squirrels whenever he took the dog to the park. Even attracting woman had never worked with Mad King Wagner. He'd bare his drooling fangs at them, and they'd run off, terrified by the vicious dog even when he'd muzzle the damn puppy to prevent it from biting anyone.
Awkwardly rolling off his duffel bag, unable to rise up from his hands and knees from the bloated bulge of fluid in his belly, Franz pivoted his head and noticed that there were now three of those demon creatures. But older and ... was that his dad's blond hair on the shorter one? The dark blond color was the exact same color and spiky style as his dad's hair, but the new blond guy resembled an older version of the teen that'd appeared in his bedroom earlier. The blond looked about 21 years old now, and the other one beside him looked a few years older, with that same odd greasy black and light blond streaked hair. The Asian guy was also older-looking, too, about 20, Kurt guessed, but it was clearly the same sweaty-looking Asian kid that looked like a greasy bat.
"Now then, Mad King Franz," Jake said, approaching the college jock. "You're going to become a special Initiate Incubus. At sunrise, and during the day, you're going to look similar to the way you do now, minus that bloated belly, of course. You'll still have some control when in your human body, but your mind will be that of Mad King Wagner's canine mind. At sunset, and every sunset for the rest of your eternal life, your body will undergo its physical change into a Doberman puppy. And your mind, fully controlled by the Doberman puppy's canine body, will experience the life of a dog. In essence, in human form, you'll have the intelligence of a dog, and in canine form, you'll have the intelligence of your human self again, well, partly anyway."
Franz shuddered, unsure exactly what the blond teen was saying. Franz's attention was focused on the stranger sensations coursing throughout his body, the fluids in his belly dispersing and flowing into other parts of his internals. He could feel the liquidy flow just beneath his flesh, coursing down his arms and legs, into his fingers and toes, and upwards into his face, throat and nostrils.
"Oh, and just to make it ... interesting," Jake added, chuckling, "when you're in a human form, Mad King Wagner will give you limited control of your human mind and body. Likewise, in canine form, you'll have some limited control of your new canine mind and body. Think of it as if it were a ride. You'll be a dog in your human form, but dumb as a dog. And in your canine form, well, you'll be like a passenger in it's canine body. Like you're just along for the ride."
"You can't ... can't get away with this I-I'll--"
"You'll what, Franz? Tell someone? Oh I think not. Not unless your pet speaks. Do you think a canine can speak in your human body with its own canine mind? Do you think it will 'understand' more than a canine's mind? And as a dog, Franz, do you really think a canine can 'speak' English or maybe ... German? Let's test that out now then why don't we. It's already after sunset, Franz. So? Change already!"
Bones snapped in Franz's pelvis so painfully he nearly passed out. He glanced down, horrified as the pelvic bones beneath his skin crunched inwards, altering his 34" waist into a more narrowed and much less defined bony waist that couldn't have measured more than 15 inches. The severe pains and cracking crunches continued as both hips, thighs, muscles, ligaments and both upper legs and pelvis were painfully adjusting into what was beginning to resemble the lower portions of the slender family pet Doberman. Franz realized his lower body was clearly becoming far more canine-looking. He groaned, crying out as his spine pushed drastically upward, bones altering and forming a bumpier ridge along his backbone as it cracked into its new form and reduced his height from its former 6'2" to something closer to 5'1" or maybe 5'2" in height.
Ribs shifted in his chest, pulling upwards and becoming more prominent beneath the lean rounded abdominal shape being formed across his lower abdomen and chest. His legs and thighs were also affected, calves compacting and thinning as muscles were stretched, thickened or pulled upward into his upper thighs and shaped into the muscles of a canine's muscular hind legs. Franz's feet were already changing, too, and he had to lift up on the altering balls of his toes when both of his hands and feet began suddenly lengthening, his thumbs being snapped backwards and upward as they climbed up the elongating bones and hooked backwards as his altering human thumbs became that of a Doberman's black canine dewclaws.
That's when Franz noticed his skin was turning a pale grayish black, and suddenly sprouting short orangy brown hairs along the top of his feet and the inner sides of his arms and legs, and short black hairs everywhere else the orangy brown hair wasn't covering with its dense short hair. Canine fur, Franz's mind corrected, and stared at the familiar black and brown markings of their Doberman puppy's silky pelt being recreated on his still nearly human body. Oh my God, thought Franz, watching fur erupting from every pore along his severely thinning arms and legs as they painfully converted into the front and hind limbs of a dog.
Franz's mouth snapped open, leaking lengthy crystaline ropes of drool as his pale brown furred crotch and black furred chest created more of a canine's barrel shape, then groaned even louder as it narrowed and thinned with loud bony cracking sounds and a rib-crunching squeeze. Franz shook his head back and forth, spraying ropes of drool back and forth as his erect cock grew painfully hot and harder, moaning in relief as its flesh erupted with moisture and retreated inside a slick sheath of black foreskin. Lifting his hand to peel down the black skin to check his cock, Franz noticed his fingers were no longer even human. They were much shorter, tipped with sharp pointy black canine claws, and Franz quickly gave up that idea since his hands were now clearly dangerous clawed canine paws.
Instead, Franz turned his attention to his teeth. They were now changing, forming sharp points and lengthening into the canine fangs of a Doberman, his skull crunching and loudly cracking as it too was being altered. Franz moaned and groaned, frightened by the changes happening to his physique, unable to prevent or slow any of the changes happening. His tongue was being stretched and flattened, strangely thickening as it grew wider. He now choked from the increased saliva inside his mouth, and couldn't stop the tangy foul drool from spilling out of his mouth either. And as his nose, jaws, gums and tongue elongated into the long pointy Doberman pinscher sized snout being formed, both of his ears relocating higher upwards with pointy tips, Franz felt his control slipping away as he became inexplicably aroused.
Oh please, no, I'm not a horny dog, Franz thought, feeling his swelling hot boner slide several inches out his tight foreskin sheath. And then Franz sensed his own new canine arousal, and instantly gained its same excited need. Glancing down at the large dangling black flesh of his altered new scrotum, and at the glossy red spike that was his new canine erection, Franz's mind was unable to prevent himself from responding. Twisting and even turning his upper body almost backwards and in half, lifting up his leg to investigate the enticing smell, Franz began wildly lapping at the strong canine fluid's muskiness that moistened and greased his now extremely stiff and sensitive bright pink glossy canine penis.
"Oh good!" Jake exclaimed excitedly. "I forgot to mention something, but it seems Mad King Franz just figured that out for himself already. He'll also get to share those same canine needs when he's in his human form, too, learning all the new canine emotions and feelings he'll have, or whatever it is a canine feels, in that canine form as well. Male canines certainly do get ... aroused real easy, and with the Incubus demon's soul that's in that canine body, one of Cerberus' own canine minions, I'm sure it'll be impossible for him to avoid feeling all of its same horny canine arousal and demonic lusts. In time, even his human body will enjoy them, so I'm sure he'll soon feel and enjoy those extra muscles I added into his rectum once he's adopted its canine habits."
"I'm so hungry I want drink him even if he is Doberman," Kurt said, drooling uncontrollably at the sight of the stiffened red canine cock being licked and lapped noisily. "Can I, Jake? Just a quick little feast? I won't take much."
"If that's what you'd like," Jake chuckled, and quickly added, "then go ahead. I won't stop you. But, just remember, Kurt, you might get stuck for several hours, tied in his doggy ass if the knots on your own Viet bat boner grow thick enough."
"I do quick," Kurt replied, leaping across the room and grabbing the bony hind quarters of the Doberman. "He cute puppy doggy!"
Before Mad King Franz could fathom what was happening, the Vietnamese vampire bat Incubus demon he somehow knew was once his younger brother, grabbed and spun him around, slamming his own dark red spear of meat up inside his rectum, instantly squirting liquid fire deep inside. Franz's thoughts would have been to fight back and resist, but the moment he thought it, he felt his ass muscles relax and helplessly allow the vampire bat to slide its heated wet rod deeper inside as lengthy vampire bat fangs sank into the back and side of his neck.
Within seconds, Mad King Franz spurted a few powerful ropes of his own new sperm from his throbbing pink canine erection, submissive to the more powerful Incubus Vampire demon feeding its vampire thirsts on his hot blood as its demonic seed squirted heavily inside, replacing his rapidly draining blood supply.
"Oh, that'll make for an unfortunate twist," Jake said, giggling at the two Incubus beasts exchanging their new infectious bodily fluids. "Too bad you've given in to feeding so quickly, Kurt, you see your new vampire bat's blood is still developing within your new Vietnamese form, so it was not quite certain to what extent your soul was to be exhanged with Tommy Nguyen's. Until now. Remember I said your changes were not complete until you'd ejaculated?"
Kurt looked over at Jake from his eager ejaculations, shaking his head, and said, "Not really, Jake, I--"
"Doesn't matter anymore, now, Kurt," Jake interrupted, trying to think if he could do to anything to somehow prevent Kurt's next change from happening. Once Kurt had climaxed, he'd experience changes that'd become far more demonic and uncontrollable. There was nothing anyone else but Kurt himself could do to prevent his soul's complete and eternal possession and fusion with Tommy Nguyen's Vietnamese soul once he'd climaxed. "Tommy will shortly be forcing his own vampire influences on your submissive soul, Kurt, but I think you and he will enjoy many sexually arousing romps together once you and he share one vampire Incubus blackened soul."
"I not ejaculate, yet," Kurt lied, sensing the overpowering demonic soul taking his thoughts over, controlling his increased arousal. Slowly withdrawing himself from the tight canine's rectum, Kurt shivered as he realized Tommy Nguyen's evil dark mind now controlled him. And in Vietnamese, Kurt said, "But, it not bad, Jacob, Kurt and I are of one mind now, and the teen sure does have some exciting idea inside my head. He and I can have so many fun time he'll so learn how he like have many own vampire hunger, too."
"I see," Jake frowned, feeling the vile beast's possession set roots inside Kurt. "Yes, you and Tommy are one nasty cruel vampire now I think, but ... now that you two are together, as Kurt, I'm thinking it's time we'll have to go and change someone else into another Initiate Incubus, one who can hopefully satisfy all of my own Incubus desires. Seems like things keep getting messed up a bit whenever I try and make another. Maybe it's time Mad King Franz should have a pal to play with, or, we can just go and find ..."