And found myself staring down at Runt! I had to look back to make sure he hadn't just moved from behind me. No, this was a twin to the boy who had used his magic on me. Except... I realized this boy, though also naked and well hung, was spotlessly clean, his hair brushed and styled, his teeth sparkling white. He was more than clean, he was somehow innocent. Where Runt made me think of sex, and certainly helped me experience it, this version of him was like a boy scout, or an alter boy, or... an angel?
Runt peered around me and scowled. "Beat it, loser! We're having fun!"
The newcomer grinnned and looked back up at me. "So I can see. But I think the young man deserves to know about your tendancies and the trail of monsters, beasts, and even worse things you have left behind you."
I was confused by the conversation. I thought we were being chased by some sort of powerful enemy!
The new boy chuckled. "Oh, I am powerful enough, beleive me." He grinned at my expression. "Yeah, I read minds. And as for the form, well, you like Runt, so I assumed the same shape."
Runt patted my butt. It felt good. "Damn right! I can give him anything he wants. Make him anything he can think of."
"So can I. But I wouldn't turn him into a pile of horse manure the way you did that kid in Kentucky."
Runt shrugged. "Hey! I asked him what he wanted to be, and he said 'shit, I don't know.'" Then he laughed. "Anyway, he isn't dead. Just a little on the smelly side."
The newcomer shook his head and looked at me. "Just a friendly warning. Runt is a demon, and when he is done with you he'll probably leave you with the shape and soul of a beast. If you will come with me now, I'll take you home and restore you to how you were before he arrived. I'll even make some changes for you, as long as they are not harmful to others."
Runt snorted. "Yeah, and then you'll have a boring, normal life. They won't do more than tweak your human body a little and then wipe your memories so you don't even know anything was done!"
"Or you could stay with Runt and remember everything - even that boy who is a pile of horse manure is aware and knows who he is and was. And he is slowly mixing in with the rest of the manure pile. That's loads of fun, right? Wondering what will happen when you are spread on someone's garden?"
Runt scowled. "That's just one case. How about the kid who's a stallion in Vermont, or the champion goat stud in Kansas? And the guy from New York who loved the mountians? I left him as a young, healthy moose."
"With the soul of a moose." The newcomer shrugged. "I'm not here to argue. Just give you a heads up. Stay with Runt and you are sure to lose your humanity. And he is a hunted imp. Even the good guys can't avoid sometimes hitting the wrong target."
The 'angel' extended his hand. "Take my hand now and I'll make you human and give you most any life you want."
Runt patted by butt and reached around to heft my sizeable ball sack. "Or stay with me and find out what fun really is. Do you really want to go back to being an ordinary human?" He grinned up at me, his impressive cock swelling into a full erection. "Take my cock if you want to stay with me."