"I must say, Samuel, you and your brother have some marvelous ideas for Deananderthal. I've already
implemented one as you can see," the caretaker said with a flourish of his hand toward Dean's naked smooth
crotch. Conspiratorially, the caretaker whispered into Sam's ear, "I gagged him with his own cock and balls,
just like you two gagged my caveman figure."
"What! You castrated my brother and stuffed his junk in his mouth!" roared Sam in anger.
"Well, it was your and Adam's idea!" protested the caretaker surprised at Sam's reaction. He noticed the black
pools welling in Sam's eyes, and straightened up resuming total control, "Now we'll have none of that Samuel, I've heard all about your powers, but I'm no demon." He jammed a syringe into Sam's neck and
emptied it. Sam's head slumped forward on to his own shoulder. The care taker nodded, and said, "Now that's better."
When Sam came to again, he felt oddly subdued like he was on Valium or something. He couldn't muster enough anger to dust a fly sized demon. He was standing - no- not standing- but upright. He was still strapped to the table,but the table had been rotated so that Sam was now upright - perpendicular to the floor. He looked over at Dean. Dean had his cock and balls back where they belonged. He blinked. Sam stared something wasn't quite right. He hadn't noticed before how much Dean's junk looked like his own. No, that wasn't right. Dean's cock was shorter and thicker and looked more manly. Sam's was longer and had a droopy wormy looking foreskin just like Dean did now. Sam then noticed that Dean's mouth was still stuffed and sealed. He looked his smooth chest and saw a smooth bulge at his naked crotch where his cock and balls should be.
"What the-?" he said in a soft voice.
"There, there. I thought lowering your testosterone levels might calm you a bit. I must say that extra jolt of testosterone has done wonders for Deano too. He's been chugging away sucking his cock like he can't get enough. Of course with a doubled sex drive as well as an extra set of sperm-makers, it's no wonder. Can't wait to ad Adam to the mix. His younger higher sex drive should push Deano over the top. Then we can try some of your other mods. I particularly like the idea of turning Dean into a sex hound with his own vagina. Then maybe you, Adam and I can have some fun with the new cunt that used to be Hetero Dean?" The caretaker noticed the reaction in Sam's eyes and shrugged, "Well, maybe not, then? You think about it. I have another idea for horny Deano - of my own - I was rereading a treatise in the original Greek and it struck me that Argus might have been misinterpreted all these years. The work I read referred to him as "covered with one-hundred one-eyes." Now generally that's been as interpreted as 100 single eyes covering his skin, but one-eye was a euphemism even back then for a cock. Now imagine Dean covered with 100 throbbing cocks and balls. All that testosterone rushing through him, now what would Dean do with those hundred rock hard cocks if I set him free?"
"I am loathe to think about it," Sam said softly, "You're the man responsible for the disappearances, aren't you? Or are you only the true mastermind's minion?" He turned his head and glared at the caretaker.
"My my my, where have your manners gone, Samuel?" the caretaker said in a feigned hurt voice. "I suppose you're just lonesome for Adam. Well, don't fret all three boys will be together soon enough. You'll all be locked, but I can't guarantee you'll all be loaded," the caretaker said pointedly staring down at Sam's empty crotch.
"Oh, yeah!" Sam challenged. When the caretaker had left, he looked over at Dean, "You okay, bro?" Dean was unresponsive except for his moving mouth and neck muscles and disgusting slurping noise. "Right you're twice as horny as ever, so I guess it'll be a while before I can get your attention. Maybe between loads, I can get your attention, Dean. There's a remote of some sort on the table next to your hand. I have no idea what it does, but if you can reach it and press it? Maybe we can escape, somehow," Sam said in a dejected voice.