Taming the Beast
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Taming the Beast
By William W. Kelso
Burk was tired, but kept going. He knew he had to cover as much ground as he could since he'd busted out of the joint, especially since he'd brained that guard in the process. He didn't give a rat's ass if the hack died, but he knew it would make the trackers and cops that much more determined to find him if the fucker did, and chances were they'd shoot first, and then ask him to surrender. He'd been on the lam for almost three days, and for the last several hours hadn't seen, or heard, any sounds of pursuit. Taking to that swampy area had turned out to be a good idea, even if he was covered in mud and slime now. His main concern at this point was to find someplace to get some clothes; no way was he going to get very far is his orange prison coveralls once he reached a civilized area, money, and a car. If the current owners objected, well, shit happens. At least the ground was getting drier, and it looked like he was leaving the worst of the swampy area.
Vivian hummed to herself as she watered her plants, pumping out a fine mist on some of the more fragile flowers and ferns. She was proud of her little 'greenhouse', it was much easier to grow some of the rare herbs and other plants she needed for her potions and spells herself rather than wander around the dreary old woods and swamp hunting for them. Some didn't grow in this area anyway. She was hoping some more of them would be ready to harvest before she left for the Coven's big meeting in a few days. She could get a good price for her wares, or trade for things she needed herself. Plus Mistress Olivia would be giving a class on scrying and revealation spells, and she was looking forward to it. And even more importantly, she hoped to raised from Senior Apprentice to Mistress of the Arts. In her opinion that was long overdue, her talent for potions and their related spells was unsurpassed.
Burk paused as he reached the top of a gentle rise and saw the large cabin in the clearing. It looked like an old hunting lodge, and from the lights and car out front it was clearly occupied. He watched as a younger woman walked around in a small attached greenhouse, and grinned. Perfect! He'd get a car, some clothes, and some pussy. It had been a long time. He'd spend a few days having his fun; give some time for the search to die down, then head out.
Vivian was aware she had a visitor long before he reached the cabin, her wards having notified her. The fact they had also helped to 'guide' him to the cabin went unnoticed by the man; he actually thought his 'hunches' as to which trails to take had been his own, so it had been easy to herd him towards the cabin. Vivian enjoyed the occasional visitor to her lonely hideaway; it helped pass the time and gave her someone to try out some of her potions and spells on. What her visitors thought about that really didn't bother her very much, but what she thought of her visitor would largely determine how 'benevolent' those experiments might be. Of course some of the more 'malevolent' ones needed to be tested as well, so she wasn't picky. So far all she knew was it was a man, an adult. The 'potted plant' in one corner of the greenhouse had once been a very irritating park ranger that had bothered her; telling her she 'had to leave', because this was 'public property'. The very idea, she'd lived her for over a hundred years! She thought the ranger made a much nicer plant, and while she was thinking about it she watered the large plant and gave the flowering vines with pretty dark red flowers that sprouted from the central stalk a pruning, the plant twitching every time she snipped off a leaf or shoot, red sap oozing from the fresh cuts for awhile. She ignored the low keening sound the plant made every now and then. That potion hadn't worked quite as well as she'd intended, and instead of becoming entirely a plant it had retained a few animal characteristics, such as limited movement and retaining its awareness and memories. It was supposed to have become a plant entirely, with whatever passed for a plants mind, but at least it couldn't talk. But, oh well, she'd perfected the potion and it had worked perfectly the next time she tried it out, as the large flowering bush in her outdoor garden demonstrated.
Burk; growing impatient, figured no time like the present, so getting up from where he'd been observing the cabin he cautiously approached. Even if there was a dude around he was pretty sure he could handle just about anybody unless he was a martial arts freak or something, but so far he was pretty sure the woman was alone. He felt his cock stir; in the joint his only relief had been jacking off since he wasn't into anal, and the thought of a nice juicy pussy was really turning him on. Walking up to the door he banged on it, and then waited to see what happened. If it wasn't answered soon enough he'd just kick it in.
Vivian smiled as a fairly demanding banging came at the front door. Looks like my uninvited company has arrived, she thought. Putting down the pruners she went to answer the door, and as she opened it the door was pushed in brutally; catching her by surprise and a large man entered and slammed the door behind him, throwing the bolt.
"Keep quiet and you won't get hurt!" the large man snarled menacingly. Then he grabbed some of the heavy twine she kept for tying up bundles of herbs and rather painfully tied her hands behind her back, then tied her ankles to the legs of the chair he pushed her into.
"Wait here, don't go nowhere!" Burk chuckled, and then went to check out the rest of the cabin.
What a vulgar person; Vivian thought, as she listened to the man rummaging around the cabin. She could have gotten loose easily, but decided to wait and see how things developed.
Burk wasn't impressed as he looked around. The place was weird, no electricity for one thing; though candles and lanterns gave plenty of light, and what was it with all the plants and stuff? He knew what wacky weed looked like, but he didn't recognize any of the other stuff he saw lying around, or hanging from nails or strings. What a creep joint, he thought as he looked at some jars that looked like they had dead things in them. The place smelled pretty nice though. Must be some kind of hippy or something, he thought. His first look at the woman had been short, but he'd liked what he'd seen. She had nice big tits, and he could hardly wait to get a good look at them, among other things.
Vivian looked up as the man came back into the room, and thought: my, he's a big one! The orange coveralls with the "P" on the back pretty confirmed where he'd come from, and while most women would have been terrified at this point, she was only mildly interested. She'd never had an escaped convict find her place before, how fun! Usually it was some lost hiker or 'green peace' nut.
Burk stood in front of the women, smiling down at her, and reaching down he hefted the large bulge between his legs, leering lewdly. Yeah, he thought as the woman stared at his crotch, that's right, this is for you baby! All nice and hard!
Vivian examined the man closer as he postured in front of her. How crude; she thought, but then it was pretty obvious what he intended. He was big and strong, white, powerfully built, and if the size of the bulge in his pants was an indication, well hung as well. Good, she liked her males well equipped. Of course, if he wasn't, she could remedy that easily enough. She had a feeling he'd be more than adequate the way he was naturally though. He was even fairly good looking in a rough cut kind of way. She thought the often broken nose and scar on one cheek were quite attractive.
Burk; thinking he'd intimidated the woman as she hadn't started screaming or begging yet, crouched down in front of her, and with a big smile on his face he began unbuttoning her blouse. Wants to see them titties, he thought.
Vivian tried to keep from smiling as the man undid her blouse. Men, so predictable, she thought. Still, it was kind of 'exciting', so she thought she'd let him play out his little fantasy, it would be fun for awhile, and she'd have fun playing the 'helpless victim' in his little rape scenario.
Having undone the woman's blouse Burk's next move was to cut the center of her bra; which he did with the box cutter he'd found in a drawer. The sharp blade sliced through the material easily, and her large breasts sprang free, full and firm. He licked his lips; drooling a little, as he looked at the soft mounds of jiggling flesh and their dark aureoles and nipples, his cock throbbing. Oh yeah, he thought, oh yeah! Nice boobs!
Damn; Vivian thought, I thought he was just going to take my bra off, not mutilate it! She'd liked that one, it had been expensive! Oh, he'd pay for that little mistake! But when he started fondling her, and sucking and slobbering on her nipples, she decided to wait a little bit longer before taking control, it was kind of...exciting in a repulsive kind of way.
Burk finally couldn't hold back any longer, and started to paw and kiss the woman's nice big titties. He knew his opinion of them might be affected by his long enforced celibacy, but he was pretty sure he'd never seen a nicer pair of jugs. He was so preoccupied with the impressive mammaries that he didn't notice at first when the woman started to run her fingers through his hair. But when she spoke for the first time it caught his attention.
"Been a long time for you, huh?" Vivian said, as she ran her fingers through the man's short bristly hair.
"Huh?" Burk said, lifting his face from her breasts, "Wha...how'd you get loose, I had you tied up good!?"
"I have slim wrists," Vivian said; actually she'd used a simple spell, the twine just falling away. "Now why don't you stand up, I want to have a better...look at you. It's been quite awhile since I've had such an...aroused visitor."
"Huh?" Burk said again, reflexively standing up anyhow, and he gave a surprised grunt when the woman reached between his legs and squeezed his balls.
"Oh my," Vivian said, "you ARE a big boy, aren't you? And so hard! Must have been a long time."
"Long time...?" Burk said, confused.
"Since you got laid." Vivian said, giggling.
"Oh, uh, yeah," Burk, said, "five fucking years."
"Five years with NO fucking?" Vivian said, "You poor man, that's cruel and unusual punishment!"
Burk was no genius, but he had the distinct impression he was losing control of the situation, which he didn't care for at all. He liked to be in charge, all the time. Bending over he put the blade of the box cutter against the strange woman's throat, and snarled,
"I don't how you got lose, but you do what I say or I'll cut you up bad, bitch!"
Vivian froze, a blade across her throat would kill her just as much as a normal person, and she realized just how precarious her situation was. Usually she liked to 'play' with her toys, but his guy was a real psycho. She'd have to be very careful, he could be unpredictable.
"Yeah, OK, you're the boss." She stammered, real sweat running down her forehead. "I'll do whatever you want me to."
"Good," Burk said, pulling the cutter away and standing up. Unzipping his coveralls zipper, he said, "First off, I want you to suck my cock, nice and slow, and don't spill a drop!"
Ugh, when did this guy take a shower last, or did he ever? Vivian thought; but it wasn't like she didn't enjoy oral sex, both giving and getting, but usually it was when she was in control. Still, this was a different kind of experience. She pulled his zipper the rest of the way down, and he slid his arms out of the sleeves of the coveralls and let it drop, and he wasn't wearing any underwear. And he WAS big, and long, and thick, his swollen cock rampant. Hello, Vivian thought, he's a good eight inches! Not bad, not bad at all! Well, might as well get it over with. Cupping his equally large balls in one hand she slid forward on the chair and got in a better position to swallow his cock.
Oh yeah, oh yeah! Burk thought, grunting in pleasure as the woman's lips slid up and down the shaft of his aching cock, her tongue wrapping around it, and then opening her mouth she began swallowing him, tongue working the whole time. She sure seemed to know what she was doing! It was the best blow job he could remember getting, ever! Maybe she was one of those freaky chicks that liked being dominated, enjoyed being a 'sex slave'. Well, if she was, he'd give her what she wanted, and how! He held the back of her head, and she took in every inch, her lips sucking the base of his cock while she kneaded and fondled his balls. When he came he groaned and shuddered, his cock pulsing, the pleasure almost painful. It had been so long since he'd been sucked off he'd almost forgotten how good it felt. After his cock stopped pumping he let go of her head and she pulled back, his cock sliding from her mouth with a slurp.
"OK, you done good." Burk said, "Now stand up and take off your clothes, time to get down to some serious fucking."
Geez, Vivian thought, guy has a one track mind. She licked her lips, and said, "How about a drink first, I'd like to wash out my mouth, if you don't mind."
"You got booze?" Burk asked eagerly. He hadn't seen any, but he hadn't looked all that hard either.
"Of course I've got booze," Vivian said, "what kind of question is that?? You want Scotch, or Vodka?"
"Both!" Burk said, this was getting better and better. "You go get it, and don't try nuthin funny!" It never occurred to him to wonder how she'd gotten her ankles lose too.
Vivian got up and went to the small kitchen nook, and opening a cabinet dug around in it for the bottles of liquor; the stuff was useful in administering potions to unsuspecting guests, and at the same time slipped a little bit of powder into both of the bottles. He should be out for about five minutes, give or take, which was more than enough time for her to mix up what she had in mind for him. In the meantime he'd kicked off his coveralls, and was naked except for his shoes, his cock still jutting up, rock hard. She walked back to him, and offered him a glass, but he just laughed and grabbed the bottle of Scotch. It would be the Scotch she thought, she couldn't stand vodka. He started to take a drink, hesitated for a second, and then handed the bottle back to her.
"You first hippy," Burk said, "I know you freaks know about all kinds of drugs and stuff, so how do I know you aren't trying to slip me a Mickey, or something? Knock me out and call the heat?"
Hippy?? Vivian thought, a little insulted. She most certainly was NOT a hippy; she was a witch, a very good one! And she WAS slipping him something; she was just immune to its affects. Without saying a word she took a hit off the bottle, and then handed it back to him. He smiled, saluted her with the bottle, and took a big swig. She was impressed, he drank about a fifth of the bottle in one long chug. Then she eased him down into a chair as the drug took effect. Nighty-night, you big ugly bastard, she thought. Your ass belongs to me know.
Walking into her 'lab' she quickly mixed the components of the potion she had in mind for her increasingly less then welcome visitor. It didn't take long as she'd had most of it ready already as she'd been wanting to try it out for a long time. It was a rather complicated; and untested, new potion, the final effects uncertain, but she felt he was the 'perfect deserving candidate'. Once the contents were mixed she picked up a wand, and chanting made a few passes over the mortar, watching as the assorted ingredients blended into a fine white powder. Then she added the last; and most important ingredients. A small drop of yellowish goo from a glass vial, and a larger amount of the man's cum which she'd been saving under her tongue. She made a last pass, and the thick fluids combined with the powder. Ta-da, all finished! Vivian thought; not a bad job if I do say so myself. I AM good! Hurrying back into the room; just in time as the man was starting to stir, she quickly dosed the Scotch with all of the powder, and sitting down next to him she draped his arm around her shoulders, hand resting on one of her tits, and waited for him to come around.
"Huh, wha...?" Burk stammered, shaking his head groggily.
"Wow,' Vivian said, "that booze really hit you hard, you lost it there for a few seconds."
"Um, yeah," Burk muttered, "been a long time, should take it easier. And you better not try anything, neither!"
In her best 'who, me?' innocent voice, Vivian said, "Who, me? I don't want to get cut!!"
"Yeah, right." Burk said, "You be a good girl, and behave." Then he took another, smaller, hit off the Scotch. Oh yeah, went down a lot smoother that time! God his cock was hard! He'd have thought after that fantastic blow job he'd at least be temporarily satisfied, but all it seemed to have done was make him even hornier. He took another hit off the booze, then another. Man, that's good shit, he thought. At this rate he'd finish the whole bottle with no problem. He felt cock give an urgent throb; it was time for the fun to start! "Get up and do a strip show for me.", he told the woman, giving one of her tits a hard squeeze, rubbing the large rubbery nipple between two fingers.
Vivian smiled, and replied, "Whatever you want honey, you're in charge." Getting to her feet she walked around in front of the supine man, and began undulating and swaying slowly, her large breasts jiggling enticingly. This is kind of fun, she thought, as she hooked her fingers around the top of her shorts and started wriggling out of them, the aroused man staring intently as he took hits off the bottle of scotch; and of course more of the potion, though he already had enough. Still, more would make it happen faster.
Damn but she's a fine bitch; Burk thought, and it was nice she wasn't squealing and begging and all that crap. She was the most cooperative cunt he'd ever raped, or was it rape if they seemed to be enjoying it? He wasn't too clear about that. Reaching down he gave his aching cock a rub, and gasped from the intense pleasure. His cock had never felt this sensitive before! He guessed it was the sight of the woman slowly taking her clothes off for him, her breasts bouncing just a little bit as she swayed back and forth. DAMN he was horny!
Vivian stepped out of her shorts, and now clad only in her rather skimpy panties she bent over and jiggled her tits in the man's leering face, and he gave a moan of lust. Not long now, she thought, once the potion kicks in I'll be getting the ride of a lifetime. Standing back up she reached down and just yanked her panties off, the thin silk tearing like tissue paper. Yep, this was turning her on too; she was getting wetter by the second.
Burk groaned as the woman's pussy was revealed in all its glory, and he had to admit it was the best piece of snatch he'd ever seen. She had a nice plump mound, her pink frilly labial lips just protruding, slick and wet, peeking out from under her thick pubic thatch, the knob of her large clitoris swollen and a darker pink then the rest of her pussy. Then he could only stare; mesmerized, as she did a hootchy-kootchy dance as she moved closer to him, her hips slowly moving up and down, swaying from side to side, firm tits barely bouncing, a smile on her lips that scared him a little bit. She sure didn't act, or look, scared. He took a hit off the bottle, and realized it was all gone. Damn, he thought, I just killed a fifth, and I don't even have a buzz on! Of course he had no way of knowing the potion had neutralized the effects of the alcohol, but it still allowed the potion to spread throughout his bloodstream faster. He kept watching as the woman straddled him, licking her lips, and then lowered herself onto his cock as she guided it into her pussy! Who's raping who, he wondered, groaning in pleasure as her marvelous cunt swallowed his aching cock inch by inch.
Vivian gave a grunt of pleasure of her own as the man's cock begin sliding into her well lubed pussy. It was always nice when they were nice and big, she thought as she slowly impaled herself on his erection. As he hilted she paused, and gripping his shoulders as he grasped her around the waist, she began to slowly gyrate her hips as she lifted herself up and down, riding him with an expertise she'd perfected over the last two hundred years. Umm, she thought, this IS fun! She leaned forward a little to give him better access to her tits, and moaned when his mouth found one of her engorged nipples. She knew she could make him cum in just a minute or two, but wanted to drag it out as long as possible, give the potion time to work, and besides, it would be more enjoyable that way. So he'd thought he was going to rape ME?? Poor, stupid, man. He was hers now, to do with as she wished, and she wished a lot!
Burk slobbered on the woman's tits as she rode him, and he was close, so close! But she kept him on the brink, speeding up, slowing down, as she rocked back and forth, both of them moaning and groaning in pleasure. Her pussy was so hot and slick; and he'd never fucked a bitch that had so much control over her vaginal muscles! Sometimes she seemed so tight he could barely fit in, and then suddenly she'd loosen up and swallow him to the hilt with ease. It was fucking fantastic! But he needed to cum!! He could even swear his cock was getting larger and thicker!! And she was so damn tight sometimes! It had been over five years, but this was still the best fuck he'd ever had! Maybe he would just tie her up and leave her, instead of killing her when he was through. She ground down on him again and he shuddered in ecstasy, God he needed to CUM!!
Vivian could sense the potion coming to life in the man's veins, could feel his cock squirming as it changed its shape and size inside of her, relishing the feeling as more and more of him slid into her. A normal woman couldn't have accommodated him now, but she certainly wasn't normal, hadn't been for a very long time. She was enjoying herself immensely as she brought him; and herself, to the brink of orgasm again and again, always backing off at the last second, just a thrust or two away from relief. At some point that needful pleasure would become almost agonizing, and his groans and moans of pleasure began changing to begging sobs as she kept riding him, stringing him along, playing with him. But even she had her limits, and finally she began a steady rocking motion, their bodies shuddering as she brought them both to massively pleasure orgasms, and as he exploded inside of her she gave a shrill scream of ecstasy of her own. And he was hers now even more then before as she took his now inhuman seed into her body, binding him to her.
Burk gurgled and moaned as he lunged up into the wiggling squirming woman riding him. G-Got to cum!! He'd never needed to so badly before! Usually he was the one who decided when he'd orgasm, but she was in charge, was torturing him!! He'd never fucked a bitch for so long before! "Uggh, please!!" He gasped, not believing he was actually begging a chick to let HIM cum!! But she just smiled and kept riding him, but then finally she settled down to a regular rhythm, and he threw his head back and gave a deep guttural groan of agonizing ecstasy as his cock throbbed and pulsed, and he came and came longer than he ever had before, each squirt seeming to last forever. And as his balls clenched and strained one last time the pleasure became unbearable, and he passed out, slumping over with a groan.
Well, that went nicely; Vivian thought as she stood up, the man's still rigid cock sliding from her with a wet slurp. She looked down at the man with a smile on her face. Oh my, that's definitely an improvement, and the poor dear has fainted! She gave a little laugh; they usually did after the first time. But he wouldn't be out for long. Hmm, what next?
Burk stirred with a moan, and then woke up quickly. What the fu...?" He thought as he realized he was slumped over almost on his knees, his arms securely bound above his head. With a grunt he stood up, taking the weight off his arms, and looked at the heavy cuffs around his wrists, the cuffs attached to chains, which were attached to a heavy metal frame like something out of the gym. And he was still naked, and his cock was still rock hard, and as he looked down at himself he blinked, then moaned in disbelief. T-That ain't possible!! That can't be MY cock!!! He thought, staring at the thing jutting up from between his legs.
The dark pink shaft glistened wetly, small visibly pulsing purple veins forming a fine web over its inhuman length. It was at least a foot long, and no man had ever had a cock shaped like that before. There was a large bulge towards the base of the shaft; one like he'd seen on dog cocks before, but the shaft was fluted, thicker at the base and tapering towards the pointed tip of the glans, the corona frilly and scalloped. And it throbbed and ached, it felt like he hadn't had sex in years, and as he stared a drop of thick fluid oozed from the lip like urethra tube, and hung suspended as it dangled on a spider web of pearly pre. And below it balls the size of baseballs hung suspended in a black shiny scrotum. He whimpered as the monstrous cock suddenly swelled a little more, the tip tingling as even more pre oozed from the urethra, to drip into a small puddle that had formed on the floor. He was so intent on examining his new genitals that he didn't hear the woman come into the room.
"Well, about time you woke up." Vivian said, smiling widely.
Startled, Burk looked up. The crazy woman was still naked, sort of, as the black leather harness she was wearing now didn't really cover much. She was looking at him with a big smile on her face, a coiled whip in one hand.
"What the FUCK did you do to my dick?!" Burk bellowed, "What the Hell kind of freaky hippy is you, anyway!! You let me down, now!"
"Ohh, I don't think so." Vivian purred, "I like you just like you are, and I think your nice new cock is a big improvement, don't you? And I'm NOT a hippy!"
"You let me go you whacko bitch!" Burk growled. Then he howled as the whip suddenly licked across his chest. "SNAP-CRAACK!"
"Behave yourself!" Vivian said, her smile gone. "Every time you call me a name you'll get the whip! Be a good little boy, and I'll be nice too."
Burk's response was to yell at her again, but after several more very painful and well placed lashes from the whip he finally realized she was in charge after all, and shut up. Then he just stared at her.
"Better." Vivian said, coiling the whip and hooking it on her belt. "You're learning. Now, don't you think we'd better take care of that?" And she indicated the still rampant cock throbbing between his legs.
"Hell no, you stay away from me!" Burk said, "What'd you do, give me some sort of weird venereal disease?"
Vivian laughed, and said, "That's not a bad analogy, so yes; in a way I guess it is a disease of a sort since the potion contained sexual fluids."
"P-Potion?" Burk said.
"Yes, a potion." Vivian said, "If you haven't figured it out yet Einstein, I'm a witch, and I gave you a potion in the scotch you swilled."
"B-But, you drank some too!" Burk said, "I saw you!"
"Yup," Vivian, "but I'm immune. Only works on the person whose sexual fluids are mixed with the demon's cum."
"D-Demon's!" Burk stammered.
"Y-Yes!" Vivian said, copying his stutter.
"Like, from Hell?" Burk said.
"Well, duh!" Vivian said, "Where else? You really are a dimwad, aren't you?"
"Hey!" Burk sulked, "I'm not stupid!"
"Just retarded then." Vivian said, and when he called her names again she got the whip out and used it. She had to admit he was big and strong, if not terribly bright, but he finally shut up again.
"Look lady," Burk said, "please just let me go. I wasn't going to hurt you, honest, and I need to find a doctor, get some penicillin or something."
Vivian laughed, oh, how STUPID! "Nothing can cure what you have," She giggled, "and it's just starting! This is only the first stage."
"W-What do you mean?" Burk said, staring at the thing between his legs, trying to ignore the way it throbbed and ached.
"I'm tired of talking," Vivian said, "time for some more fun." Walking over to the bound man, she reached down and gave his inhuman cock a squeeze, then turning around she got down on her hands and knees, then backed up until she felt the tip of his cock rubbing against her ass cheeks. "Fuck me." She said, her voice leaving no doubt it was an order, and not a request.
Burk shuddered in pleasure as his horrible new cock rubbed against the woman's ass. The way he was bound he had just enough movement to be able to mount her, and the short chain between the cuffs would let him grip her around her waist, as had been intended. He stared at the swollen lips of her sex, her pubic hair moist, and whimpered. God he was horny!! But not...not with that THING between his legs!! But his cock had other ideas, and began to throb and get even harder, pre now oozing from the tip in a steady flow. He gasped as a wave of incredible lust washed over him like a hot flash, and crouching a little he pulled back and watched as the tip of his cock slid down the crack of her ass until it was pressing against her pussy lips, and with a sob of pleasure he mounted her, lunging forward and up, then humping her until the large knot at the base of his cock was rubbing against her pussy lips as he started fucking her. And, the pleasure was incredible!! He started thrusting faster, his thighs slapping against her rump. Ugh, ugh, umf, ohhh yeah!
Vivian grunted in pleasure as the man mounted her, most of his cock sliding into her well lubed and stretched pussy fairly easily. It was much better than it had been when his cock was human, but she wanted more.
"Fuck me harder!" Vivian grunted, "I want your knot inside me!"
With a groan Burk obeyed, he couldn't resist, and with a powerful lunge he felt the bulge in his cock slide into her pussy, and with an eager slurp her labial lips clamped down and he found he couldn't pull out as far as he had been for another thrust. But he didn't want to; all he wanted to do was to fuck her as she had commanded. "Ohhh", he moaned, it had never been this good before!! As he serviced her all his inhibitions fell away; and he grunted and gasped in pleasure as he humped her, faster and faster, the coupling brutal.
Yes! Vivian thought, gasping as the tip of his cock penetrated her cervix and entered her womb as he knotted, the harder the better! Now THIS was being fucked! She groaned as the man suddenly orgasmed, ejaculating inside her womb, the feel of his knot pushing and straining against her lips exquisite, and she gave a squeal as she had her own intensely pleasurable orgasm. That was nice!! She thought, quick and sloppy.
"Again!" Vivian said, her pussy lips keeping him inside of her, she wouldn't let him go until SHE was satisfied, which would take some doing.
Burk groaned; sweat dripping from his face, as he started fucking the woman again. What was this, the fifth time??? But he was doing it, and it felt so incredibly good, each orgasm more pleasurable then the last. And he could feel his balls throbbing and pulsing as they pumped cum through his aching cock. And there was no soreness, no sign at all his cock had had enough. This is fucking impossible, he thought!! But he kept lunging into his demanding 'lover', helpless to do anything other than give her what she wanted, and what he wanted too. He'd never felt such sexual ecstasy before! As he reached another violent orgasm he bellowed from the agonizing release, his whole body shuddering.
Vivian hung her head, gasping in pleasure. It had been a long time since she'd been fucked so well, or for so long! But she needed a break, to clean up and get a drink, so as she shuddered from anther amazing orgasm she let her labial lips soften, and released the huge cock she'd kept inside herself for so long, and standing up let it slip from her well fucked pussy followed by a thick flow of sexual fluids. He'd really filled her!
Burk hung gasping, his heart still pounding. He still found it hard to believe he'd fucked her for so long, and cum so many times! Then he saw his cock and gave a moan of horror. It-it had a sheath now! Like a dog's! The slick wet looking cock was the same, but his balls had changed again! They were larger, but more oblong shaped now, and were pulled up tighter to his crotch, and they had FUR on them! In fact, there was dirty reddish brown fur on the sheath, and his lower stomach and thighs!
"Oh my God!!" He squealed, "What are you DOING to me!?!"
"Me?" Vivian asked as she used some handi-wipes to clean herself, "Nothing. You're doing it to yourself."
"What the HELL are you talking about?" Burk asked in a genuinely confused voice, his cock still rigid and throbbing. Damn it, he was STILL horny!
"Every person has a dark side, the beast in them." Vivian said, "The potion I gave you just lets it out, allows it to manifest itself, makes it dominant. It's the demon cum that lets it out. Now it's the 'human' side that will be hidden inside, kind of a switching places kind of thing."
"B-But," Burk stammered, "I don't want to be a-a animal!"
"Not an animal, a beast." Vivian corrected him, "Big difference."
"W-What kind of a beast," Burk asked, "like a werewolf or something?"
"Nope," Vivian replied, "lycanthropy is a curse, and everyone infected becomes a wolf during the full moon. This is different, it's a permanent change. And as to what, who knows, everyone is different. If you'd been a 'good' person you might be a beautiful unicorn like beast, or a bird. I think in your case it will be something, oh, let us say, less desirable."
"I-I wasn't that bad." Burk said, but even he realized how deluded that sounded.
"Oh, come ON!" Vivian said, "Your soul is darker than mine! I could smell it the second you barged your way in."
"But you're a witch, and change people into monsters!" Burk said accusingly.
"Yes, and I'll pay for it when my master comes to claim my soul," Vivian said soberly, "But I've never actually killed anyone; changed them, yes, sacrificed them, yes, but never killed them. You have, after tormenting them first, far worse then what I've done. And I'm doing you a favor in a way, as my slave you'll be spared your own punishment until I'm dragged down to Hell, which won't be for a long, long, time."
"I'll go to a church, I-I'll ask for forgiveness!" Burk gibbered.
"Too late," Vivian said with a smile, "you have to be human, and you're not. Not anymore. Now, enough talk, it's time for round two."
Burk grunted in pleasure as he fucked the woman again, he couldn't help himself!! The minute she'd backed up to him he'd mounted her again, and it felt so much more pleasurable this time! The intense pleasure was almost painful, orgasm after orgasm racking their bodies as he serviced her. But this time he could feel the changes, feel something happening at the base of his spine, his skin itching as fur spread out from his laboring loins as he fucked her and fucked her. Finally; hours and many orgasms later, she pulled away from him, and he moaned as he looked down at himself.
"Nooo, please!" Burk sobbed as he looked at the long grayish pink tail hanging down between his legs, at the fur that had spread down his legs and up his torso, his even larger balls covered in the hairy fur and now partially attached to the thick base of his tail. It looked like a...a...! His cock throbbed, pre drooling from the tip. T-That's impossible; he thought, he was even hornier then before!!
Almost as if reading his mind, Vivian said, "Well, that looks pretty much like a rat's tail and balls, doesn't it? But your cock is more canine, except for the glans. Not sure about it, but it's nice. We'll take a break for a few minutes, and then get started again.
"Please, no more!" Burk pleaded.
"Oh, you don't HAVE to fuck me.' Vivian said, "But the more you change, the more you'll need sexual release. That's your quandary, fuck me and become less human each time you cum, or stay like you are now, but never be able to have sex again because you know you'll start changing again, and each time it feels better and better. Kind of 'damned if you do, damned if you don't'. Neat, huh? You'll do it to yourself, and enjoy it!"
Burk looked down at himself again, at the rigid inhuman cock; large fur covered balls, tail, furry skin, and whimpered. He didn't want to be a...a beast! He shifted his position to try and get a little more comfortable, and realized his legs didn't quite bend right anymore, and he felt claws on his toes scratching against the floor. Nooooo! He looked up at the witch again, his cock throbbing, and realized he wanted her again, needed the relief she could give him. No, no, noooo!
Vivian saw him looking at her, and said, "Oh my, ready again already. OK."
"P-Please..." Burk sobbed as she approached him again, but he honestly didn't know if he was begging her to stop, or begging her to let him service her again. It didn't matter anyway, and soon he was desperately fucking her again, groaning and grunting with pleasure as he lunged into her tight slick sex, his balls straining every time he orgasmed, cock throbbing and pulsing. And it felt different now, more intense, less...human, and oh so good!!
Vivian woke up and stretched, boy what a night! As she went into the kitchen to get a glass of V-8 she heard a low whine come from the 'play room'. Sounded like her new pet was awake. She puttered around cleaning up a little; she'd burn that nasty orange jumpsuit later, it stank! She heard another, louder, pleading whine from the other room, and smiled. He was coming along nicely. Better give the poor beastie what he needs, she thought. She wasn't vindictive after all, poor thing needed his release; and besides, she was horny again too.
Burk whimpered as the woman came into the room, running his long thick tongue over his fangs as he saw and scented her. Oh God, he needed her so bad, his cock rigid and rampant again. It had slid from its sheath as soon as he'd woken up from a restless sleep full of half remembered nightmares, nightmares which had proven to be all too real as he'd seen himself; seen what he'd become, and remembered. No longer able to talk, he lowered his muzzle and lapped eagerly at the bowl of fresh cool water when she sat it down, then gobbled the large gooey lump of what looked like dog food in the other bowel. He was so thirsty and hungry, he didn't care what it was!
Vivian looked fondly at the thing crouching in front of her as it ate and drank its fill. She'd taken him down from the chains when he'd reached the point he could no longer talk, and except for a heavy collar round his neck; securely chained to the wall, he was free. She knew she had nothing to fear from him now. He was hers, and he knew it too, or at least the beast recognized its Mistress. He looked like a cross between a dog and a rat; with maybe a little wild boar thrown in. His reddish brown fur was thicker around his head and chest; almost like a mane, and the tusk like pairs of teeth on both his lower and upper jaws did look porcine, but his overall body shape was more rat or canine, though the muzzle was a little blunt for a dog. The tail and balls were definitely a rat's though, but his cock did look mostly canine. He made a mess as he sloppily ate and drank, but she didn't mind. Had to make some allowances after all; since he wasn't human anymore, and since he had paws now instead of hands she could hardly expect him to use a fork and spoon.
Burk slobbered a little as he raised his dripping muzzle from the bowel, and his other need returned tenfold. Whimpering, cock aching, he hopefully licked his Mistress's leg, and gave a squeak of delight when she said,
"Oh, very well. I'm kind of horny myself."
Vivian smiled as she took off her robe; she was nude underneath, and hung it on a hook. As she dropped to all fours the beast moved behind her, snuffling at her rear, then with a growl of lust he mounted her. She closed her eyes and groaned in pleasure, oh, yes, he was much better at pleasuring her now! He wasn't entirely changed yet; not quite, but this should do the trick. His lank greasy looking fur would probably get a little thicker, his muzzle might push out a bit more; as well as his tail, but it was pretty much over. No one could ever mistake him for having been human anymore, except for the eyes, they would remain human.
Burk rested his large head on his Mistress's back as he coupled with her, slobbering and grunting in pleasure. Oh, ohhh, it felt so good! How he loved his Mistress, and the pleasure she gave him, and how he loved to give her pleasure in return. Part of him knew she had done this to him, but didn't care, he belonged to her now, and he accepted that without any reservations. He needed her, needed her to give him what he needed, to take care of him. And in return he would protect her, with his life. He was, after all, nothing but a beast, and her willing slave, eager to please her in whatever way she desired.
Vivian moaned in pleasure as the beast energetically fucked her, his front paws locked around her waist as his furry thighs slammed into her rump, his huge inhuman cock stretching even her to her limits, his knot filling her so deliciously as he moved inside of her. She'd already made up her mind to keep this one, make him her familiar. It was about time she'd got one. She'd cast that binding spell later, and it would give him a smaller form as well when she wished so that she could take him with her. In his small form he'd look like a rat, but his full size form would remain as he was now.
It was a strange 'relationship' that over time slowly became something else; if not quite love, then perhaps close to it. Two evil depraved beings that had in a way found someone who accepted the other for what they were, and didn't care. Each caring for, and protecting, the other; and at least they were no longer alone. And the sex was fantastic.
The End
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