Jack’s powerful relentless cock stimulating your anus brings your cock is right on the edge of orgasm. You tap into a deep part of yourself, reverting to pure instincts and crying out. "I'm gonna cum! Fuck me! Keep fucking me uncle Jack!"
After a few more powerful thrusts, Jack starts to slow down.
"Why did you call me that?" He asks with a confused tone.
Why did you call him Uncle Jack? You don't know, you don't care. All you care about is that his cock is in your ass and you're about to have the biggest cum shot of your life. But suddenly that wonderful cock is gone. With a big wet slop you feel a distinct emptiness in your asshole.
Your only response is to scream in frustration. You're so close to orgasm, one more thrust, one more stroke is all it would take. You look between your legs to see a look of pained concentration on Jack's face as though he was trying to remember something.
"NO DON'T STOP! FUCK ME! PLEASE! I NEED TO CUM!" you plead with all your will.
Jack's cock is still twitching up and down, ejaculating as he raises his arm above his head and gathers a ball of energy.
"DISPEL!" Uncle jack yells into the room and snaps his fingers above his head, sending out a wave of energy
This can't be happening now! You're so close!
His erect penis let out one final burst of white spunk which flies across your chest, splattering straight onto your face.
A change washes over the entire room. All the roiling magical energy is sapped out of the air. You feel Sam start to slip away.
Your true identity returns to the forefront. You remember everything after activating the suit clearly, but Sam’s false life memories fade. Snippets still linger in your mind, like a movie watched years ago. Your middle aged body grows younger. Your skin feels smoother and you start feeling healthier and more energetic. Your anus closes up tight back to it's virginal state, though you can still feel your uncles cum filling up your innards. You can’t help but think this was going to make the rest of the month really awkward. Your raging hard boner also remains unabated.
Boris and Willy break apart and their bodies shift as well.
Boris’ hard round belly flops out a few love handles. His heavy gut drops down over his pubic region completely hiding his cock and his smooth pecs droop down into a pair of saggy man-boobs. His tight muscular ass cheeks also grows fattier and lumpier. Stretch marks appear all over the skin on his torso.
Willy’s huge cock...is actually an inch or so bigger without magic. But now instead of having a perfect porn-star shape, it has a bulbous head and points to the left, with a prominent upward curve and even in the erect state loose foreskin covered his glans. His previously tight nut has dropped, housing a pair of pendulous low hanging balls.
Uncle Jack doesn’t change much. His splendid robes look a little shabbier and his receding hairline is a bit more prominent.
“John! What in Merlin’s name are you doing here!?” Jack yells.
You try to explain, to tell him you were just curious and it got out of hand and you were sorry.
“I wanted to know what your dick could do Uncle Jack! Please punish me with your big fat wizard cock!” is what you say instead.
Uncle Jack looks shocked and confused. You try to communicate that you don’t understand what’s happening and you didn’t mean to say that, but instead it comes out as-
“I’m a dumb little bitch who can only think about cocks in my ass! Please fuck me!”
“Oh is this the innocent nephew you were telling us about?” Boris walks up to you and starts mumbling an incantation under his breath.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into him,” says uncle Jack.
“Well if you ask me he reminds me of you at his age.” Willy teases with a chuckle. Your uncle seems unamused.
“Seems like he’s possessed by a reality ghost” Boris states as he finishes his spell.
“Oh my,” your uncle turns to explain to you with concern, “you see John, a normal ghost occurs when a strong willed person dies with unfinished business. A reality ghost is much the same but instead of death it’s them being sent to non-existence. Sam might have separated from your identity but he is clinging to this world in your body.
“He probably wants to complete our session.” said Boris. “Our safest bet might be to just appease the ghost. Then kicking it out with an exorcism spell when it’s at it’s weakest post-orgasm”
“B-but that would be highly inappropriate!” says your uncle.
“Is your nephew whatever the legal fuck age is in this part of the world?” Willy steps up and asks.
“Well yes but-”
“And I assume John wants this ghost gone.” Willy turns to you.
You try to say you’ll do anything to get this old pervert out of your body but instead say “Yes! Fuck me into oblivion with your fat wizard cocks!”
“Well then I don’t see what the issue is.” says Willy.
“The issue is my brother is going to kill me...”
“How’s that wet blanket gonna find out anything?” Willy scoffed “I sure as hell won’t tell him. How about you Johnny boy?”
You want to shake your head no, but instead say “I’ll keep my mouth tighter than my unfucked asshole. You old bastards gonna stand around talking all day or is one of you going to fill me with dick?”