FSE

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Captive Audience 2 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Nuwisha55

Sunlight streamed through the blinds of the double wide bedroom, casting stripes of light across the pristine tan colored carpet that offset the egg shell white walls. The room was rather spotless in general. There were no smudges on the walls, no articles of clothing strewn about. A shelf held magazines and video game cartridges in perfect order and the two beds were perfectly made. There was no accumulated dust on the tables, it could have been a show room for a rental agency... but it was in fact the bedroom belonging to Brendan and Braden Mitchell. The brothers had shared a room for their entire lives, just as they had shared their mother's womb. The twins were inseparable.

Braden leaned over the top of their shared computer, his fingers exploring the USB ports before he slid the USB cable in. Brendan, meanwhile, had been positioning their new web camera onto their monitor, affixing it in place. The light snapped on, the computer chirped with installation and soon the screen filled with Brendan's image. He was eighteen years old, tall and lithe with short blond hair. His eyes glimmered like sapphires. His teeth were as radiant white as the walls around them and his nails were perfectly manicured. Brendan looked at the image on the computer monitor before straightening his sky blue polo shirt. Braden finished smoothing all the kinks out of the USB cord before he slipped a pair of zip ties onto the cable, making sure it wouldn't tangle on anything. The two had been raised to be very clean and organized and that was how they liked life. Braden climbed back off the tower and sat down, straightening out his green polo shirt, glancing over to his brother with a grin.

"So, what do we do now?" Braden asked.

"I... don't know. We could do a pod cast about college scholarships..." Brendan considered. Braden shrugged.

"Yeah, but we'd want to have all our material right. That isn't something we can just do off the cuff." Braden replied.

"You're right; we wouldn't want to spread any misinformation..." Brendan mused, "What about that skype thing?"

"We don't have any skype contacts..." Braden said, sighing.

"Well, let's see what our good friend google has to say." Brendan said, opening the search engine. He typed in web cam and strangers and hit search.

"Chatroulette?" The brothers asked in unison. Before clicking on the link, they did a Wikipedia search and started to read about the client.

"It seems to be just what we're looking for." Braden commented.

"Yes, but there seems to be a risk that we'll see something we don't want to." Brendan said squeamishly.

"Well, that must be where the roulette comes in.... But they say the likelihood of that is fairly low. Come on, it is just what we need to test the webcam." Braden said. Brendan shifted before sighing.

"Alright, but be ready to close the window at a moment's notice." Brendan replied. Braden grinned and moved back to the first window, clicking on the link. They followed the steps and soon their computer was connecting to the client. The window loaded and the two were treated to a puppet show and laughed quite a bit. They encountered several boys their age looking for displays of female anatomy and they encountered some sort of electronic poi light show. The two brothers were quite amazed at what was out there and the minutes seemed to fly by. The bright afternoon light dimmed as evening set on, but still they continued their explorations of chat roulette. Their current partner disconnected, the screen clicked and filled with a strange image.

It took Brendan and Braden a moment to realize what they were looking at. It seemed to be a large man in a panda suit at first. The big bear of a man had a mountain of a belly and thick pectoral muscles covered with a layer of fat, thick metal rings hanging from the nubs. His blunted muzzle was tipped with a white fu Manchu beard, the long mustache hanging down on either side of his mouth, just as long as the goatee tuft hanging from his chin. His round bear ears were marked with countless piercings as well. He lifted a cigar to his lips and took a puff, the end glowing brightly before he exhaled. The twins were two stunned to react, not sure how the man was pulling off the illusion. Still, Brendan was creeped out and moved the mouse towards the close window box until Braden grabbed his hand.

"Is this a pre-rendered video?" Braden asked. The man on the other end chuckled.

"No it isn't." he responded, "Are you twins?"

"Yes we are." Braden replied, figuring a question for a question was fair, "Is it a CG overlay on your actual image?"

"No, it isn't. How old are you boys?" The man asked.

"Braden..." Brendan whimpered.

"It's our eighteenth birthday. Is it a costume?" Braden asked.

"No. Do you want to see how it works?" The man asked.

"We should get dinner ready..." Brendan whimpered again.

"Shut up Brendan." Braden said, turning back to the camera, "Yes." Braden replied. The man grinned wide before he leaned forward, gazing into the web camera. The tins looked at the man's eyes on the screen and slowly they went still, their bodies relaxing, unable to move. Hotaru gazed into their minds, their souls, smirking gently before he leaned back in his chair.

"Well, well boys, it looks like you found me just in time... So clean and orderly, that's no way to live." Hotaru mused. "Teenagers should be messy, care free souls... They should flee from order and structure so rigid... Why Braden, I can see that you've always longed to be that free soul... I imagine you started breaking away from the structure at a young age. Twelve, thirteen... becoming more rebellious, resisting authority. They told you to do your school work and you skipped school. They told you to listen to wholesome music; you found the most mature music you could... They told you video games would rot your mind, you stayed up all night playing... I bet you're a jolt guzzling, night owl gaming zombie...." Hotaru whispered, weaving his spell... and it was already taking root.

Braden shuddered, his very essence changing. His vocabulary started to degrade, his complexion became paler. His blond hair grew out inch by inch, becoming darker and shaggier. It hung down over his ears and the middle of his neck, the boy gaining bangs for the first time in his life. His perfectly fit abdomen distended as a thin layer of fat spread over his stomach, a small belly from the copious amounts of sugar he consumed. The fabric hugging his torso stretched and contorted, the polo shirt disappearing before it was replaced by a black t-shirt showing graphic zombies playing video games. His khaki pants shifted, turning into baggy camoflauge cargo pants full of cans of soda and memory cards.

"There's my rebellious boy... Though I bet your parents were quite upset when you got all those piercings without their permission... The nipple rings..." he whispered. Braden gasped as his shirt pushed out, his nipples growing into firm nubs as metal rings appeared through them, "The nose ring..." Hotaru added. The metal glinted around his nostril as the ring appeared, "And those big gauge earrings..." He added. Braden gasped as his ears felt a pinch. Tiny dots appeared in each before they started stretching outward, rings spreading out from inside his ear lobe, stretching them. The centers of the holes were filled with black, but they spread to the size of dimes, nickels, then quarters. They felt so large, so thick; it was making Braden quite aroused.

"Brdn..." Braden murmured, unable to move, barely able to speak. Hotaru turned his attention on the other brother, grinning quite a bit.

"But Brendan here, he took a very different approach, didn't he... He tried to fly under the radar. He still broke the rules, but in private... Getting drunk when you were fourteen, selling homework answers, giving your first blow job in the school bathroom to avoid getting beaten up, but what you didn't expect was it to taste so good, to feel so good... The bully didn't want anyone knowing he was gay but he couldn't get enough of your mouth, so he kept coming back... and every time you tasted that cum, you wanted it more. Soon he wasn't enough. You sucked down the football captain, the wrestling captain, but your addiction only grew... and soon you couldn't even resist when you came home." Hotaru whispered.

Brendan shuddered, a tent forming in his khaki pants. His lips grew a bit puffier, his skin growing paler as well. His blond hair started growing out, though it looped itself back into a pony tail, long bangs hanging down on either side of his face in two split strands. Brendan whimpered softly, not because he was being changed, but because he could feel that hunger, that need. His mouth started watering, his brain tingling, craving that salty musky flood. Hotaru unzipped his pants and pulled out his incredibly thick, long cock, starting to stroke it up and down, giving his meat a squeeze.

"And then one day you came home... saw your brother playing video games and convinced him to let you blow him. You unzipped his pants and brought the meat out. You'd expected it to be just like yours, but you saw the thick Prince Albert glistening there. You guzzled it down, gulped his cum and went to a new level of heaven. It was then that you made a habit of sucking him off every night he played games, filling your belly with sperm. It changed your life, you knew what you were... You were a gay cock slut and proud of it, dressing for the occasion..." Hotaru whispered.

Brendan gasped, his back arching as thick silver rings appeared in his lower lip on either side. More rings appeared in his ears, first two, then four, six, eight. His ear lobes were coated in ladders of rings. A short stud appeared in Brendan's tongue before his clothes shifted drastically. His khaki pants formed into black skinny jeans showing off his hips and ass and ample package. His shirt became a sleeveless black wife beater that was just a bit too short for his torso, showing off his navel. Braden, meanwhile, drooled a bit as the changes settled into him as well. He had brand new memories of his brother sucking him off and how hot that was to have a little cock slut of his very own, holding his head to his groin, showing off his pierced cock.

"Ah, but both of you boys... you both learned very early on that you weren't just gay, you were appreciators of the manly form, you loved it completely. Braden, you swore you'd never let anyone mistake you for just a boy. You swore to never shave, and you never have... You grew your peach fuzz, your peach fuzz turned into the hair of a man... and it kept on growing." Hotaru whispered, watching as years of shaving were undone on Braden. The blond boy grunted as blond stubble crossed his cheeks, forming short mutton chops. A thick soft fuzzy mustache grew in over his upper lip, thickening and thickening before it suddenly darkened and became a real mustache, curling down over his upper lip.

Braden's changes continued as the stubble on his cheeks grew out longer into true mutton chops, connecting to his mustache before his chin filled in, forming a complete full beard. In moments he looked as if he had been growing his beard for three months, but with Hotaru's magic it had been much longer than that. The blond beard billowed out, growing bushier. It descended from his chin, pushed out from his cheeks, growing out into a thick blond mane. With his longer hair, it seemed as if he'd taken on Viking ancestry. The beard kept growing until the base brushed the top of his collar bone, full and rich. It was a mega beard for a mega gamer.

Brendan, however, wasn't left completely in the lurch. It had started in quite a subtle way. His sideburns had started creeping down, inch by inch before they reached his jaw bone and flared out. Another strip of blond hair formed up his chin, a strip from his bottom lip down to the point where it hung off a bit. Three lines of facial fuzz, streamlined and neat but in an entirely manly way. Both twins shuddered, feeling more alive and more content than they ever had before. Hotaru jerked off faster and harder in glee, taking a deep breath, getting ready for his next move. Still, there was one last part in the interim he wanted to see.

"But there is something you two are addicted to far more than cum or video games, and that's each other... You've always been close, closer than any wanted you to be. You learned how to masturbate together, you practiced dancing together... and your first kisses were with each other, and you've never stopped. Every time you see each other you can't help but feel in love, and not even my magic can keep you two from kissing, from sharing that forbidden love..." Hotaru whispered. The two brothers shifted as the new thoughts sunk into their minds, but soon they turned to face each other, their eyes meeting, their hearts fluttering.

Brendan soon stood up and moved over to Braden's chair. He sat down on his brother's lap, straddling him. He reached up to trace his fingers through Braden's beard. It was so full, so rich, so manly... More manly than anyone he had ever seen. He leaned in, their lips meeting. Braden parted his lips and welcomed Brendan's tongue in, the two kissing. Brendan pressed his groin into his brother's, starting to hump him as they kissed, their tongues wrestling, Braden's big beard brushing and hugging Brendan's face. Soon the two were grinding liberally, unable to hold back.

"And like all teenagers, you just can't stop eating... Meats, vegetables, fruits, candy, cakes... More and more and more... and it started to have an effect. You weren't just the manliest, you were the biggest. The most muscle, the most fat, the biggest cocks..." Hotaru whispered. Braden continued kissing his brother even as his brother was lifted away from him. What had started as just a bit of pudge was rounding out into a serious belly, his stomach bloating. Soon his pierced nipples pushed forward on meaty man boobs as well. His biceps and triceps swelled, soon followed by a layer of fat. His zombie gamer shirt stretched to XL, then XXXXL. Braden's pants swelled out over his fat ass as well, but as big as he was, the musk he exuded was stronger than any human was capable of, strong enough to turn anyone at his high school into a slut for his cock.

Brendan wasn't too far behind either. His wrists and arms bloated with muscle, swelling thick and tight from years of jerking other men off. His legs grew huge with muscle from bending into unique positions and his shoulders broadened. He had to be strong to keep up with the strong. Cross country, wrestling, swimming. His own past was reshapping to fit Hotaru's spell. There wasn't a man in any position of prestige at his high school that hadn't fed him cum or lusted after his brother. Hotaru was jerking off rapidly, his hand practically a blur, but he was still far from done.

"Sit back down for now." He commanded. Brendan kept kissing his brother for several moments before he obeyed, returning to his chair, gazing at the man making everything possible. Hotaru took a puff of his cigar before continuing, "And then, one day in your mid teens... you discovered that you weren't just ordinary teens. Your penchant for leaving your room messy, for food and sex and fun and nothing else... You realized that you were part of a greater heritage... That's when your tails started to grow in, so thick and plump and furry..." Hotaru whispered. Both boys moaned as their pants sagged down. Braden's baggy camo pants dropped as his tailbone pried away from his body. His immense fat ass cheeks spread even more, revealing his pucker as the tailbone grew out longer and wider. While many species had just a single point for the tail to affix, the flag was growing wider and wider, connecting to his entire waist.

Brendan leaned forward as his skinny jeans became regular jeans, then they curved down in the back to make room for his own tail. The flesh warped and grew, building a huge foundation on his waist before soft hairs started to emerge across the mass. At first the hairs were clear and transparent, but soon they started to take on color. The underside blanched to blond and then colorless white, soft and even. The upper side, however, seemed unable to make up its mind. Portions darkened from blond to brown and finally to black, but long white stripes filled in the rest. The tail continued growing out longer and thicker, gaining inches by the second.

The tail curved up in the confines of the chair, rising up along Brendan's back. It was as wide as his shoulders, as thick as his legs and fluffy black and white. It felt almost like a mattress behind him, and soon Brendan remembered laying on it as he guzzled many of those cocks. The tail rose up as tall as his head before the tip curved back over the back of the chair, hanging down limp unlike the rest. Braden's tail was equally impressive, thick and fluffy, striped and plump, filling out very fully.

"There are my boys, my lovely skunk boys... Lovers of filth and sex and food..." Hotaru said, his eyes gazing over them. Their last waves of changes started, sweeping over them. Braden grunted as his fingernails turned from white to brown, then black. They stretched out into sharp points, curving slightly, sinking part way into his fingers to anchor better. Parts of his palm and fingertips grew puffy, bloating out into pillow like paw pads. His bare feet underwent the same change, taking on claws and pads as they swelled longer, wider, and thicker. The color began draining from his head, his beard and hair turning from a rich blond to as white as Hotaru's fu Manchu.

The hair on the arms of the brothers began darkening from the blond they had always been, turning darker and darker until it was as black as night. The strands grew longer, wider, thicker. More hairs grew out, becoming as soft as fur before the skin on their arms disappeared beneath it all. The new black fur crept up their arms and across their shoulders, but it also slipped down over their wrists and across their hands, covering them until only the paw pads and claws remained uncovered. Beneath their shirts, their chest billowed out with soft white fur running from their necks all the way down to their groins.

While Braden's hands and feet had remained solid black, Brendan's paws seemed as if they had been dipped in white. His fingertips turned white other than the claws and his toe tips did as well. The fur continued spreading out across their bodies, coating their backs, their hips, their legs, their thighs. Black fur swept up across their upper cheeks, around their eyes and across the bridge of their noses. Their tips of their noses, however, turned fleshy and pink almost like rubber as the tip blunted and grew shorter, their nostrils swelling larger. Soon both boys grunted as their jaws popped and started to stretch.

For a moment it seemed as the twins had matching under bites, but their upper lips and noses pushed out to keep up, pushing out into narrowing muzzles. Black fur nearly exploded from their pierced ears before they migrated upwards, sliding up through their hair. Brendan's hair turned white as well, even his pony tail. The silver piercings they both had gained glinted in contrast to both their black and white fur. Brendan moaned as his nipples pushed out of the white fur on his chest, begging to be played with. The two shuddered and moaned happily as they changed, though even in his hypnotized state, Braden knew his cock needed to be unleashed from its prison.

The changing skunk boy reached down, using his claw to slice the string holding his pants button in place. The button flew off and the pants pulled across, revealing his furry white bush. Braden dipped his paw into his pants and fished out his meaty cock. As he stroked it, a furry white sheath built up at the base of his cock like a pouch ready to suck his cock back in... but his cock had a destiny with a very different kind of sucking. Seeing his brother's cock emerged from its prison, Brendan lunged.

His changing skunk muzzle went wide to engulf his brother's shaft. He felt the meaty tool brush his tongue and the roof of his mouth, washing it with his tongue and keeping it safe from his sharp teeth. Brendan moved his paws to anchor himself on his brother's hips, bobbing his head up and down eagerly. He sucked and slurped like a seasoned professional, manipulating every vein and nerve in the rod. As Brendan's head bobbed up and down eagerly, his body bloated a bit more with muscle and fat. While he was the fit, slutty skunk of the two, he was still a twin. He shuddered as his body thickened with more of a belly and thicker pecs, the two becoming a bit harder to distinguish... but as his belly finished filling out and his muzzle finished stretching around his brother's cock, the two skunks had completed their transformation... at least physically and mentally.

A soft reddish glow had started to build around their bodies before it seemed to explode in every direction, washing out in a shockwave of magic with tendrils whipping about. Their walls shimmered as they turned from white to black. Posters appeared of video games and sexy men, their beds went from being perfectly made to being rumpled and messy. The carpet disappeared beneath a layer of clothes. Bottles of cock lube appeared all over the room and their comforters became splotched with spent cum. Dirty plates and cups appeared on the night stands and tables, symbols of just how dirty the two boys had become. They were truly dirty skunks in every way.

"Now, go play you two... Have fun." Hotaru grinned. Brendan shoved his chair out of the way and ran over to his bed, hiking his massive tail up, exposing his tail hole. Braden grunted in delight at that, standing up. His pants fell around his ankles and he stepped out of them, swaggering over, giving his brother's tail a stroke before he hefted up his large cock and brought it to the pucker of his twin. Brendan shivered as he felt the warm metal ring probe his well used ass. The muscle relaxed before it began accepting Braden. Brendan knew it was a sacrifice he made for love. He was so addicted to cum that he hated to have it go anywhere but his mouth, but he loved his brother so much that he wanted to make him completely content... and Braden loved being content.

The big bellied, massive skunk began sliding his cock in, getting inch after inch. Brendan's ass massaged and caressed Braden's cock as they started going at it. All around the room, changes were still manifesting. Every game console known to man appeared in a heap in front of a flat screen television, most of the controllers gaining claw marks. Heaps of video games appeared in stacks and stacks. A leather bound black book appeared on Brendan's night stand, full of the numbers of every boy that had called his favor... but no one could woo him quite like his brother.

Braden thrust faster and harder, filling his twin. Deep in his mind, the last vestiges of memory told him this wasn't right, that this was his brother... But the bearded rebellious teen loved going against what was right. He grabbed on tighter and started fucking his brother like mad. He ground tightly, panting as he slammed in, his massive body picking up momentum as it moved forward and back, swaying faster and harder and deeper. Soon Braden struck Brendan's focal point of pleasure, sending wave after wave of pleasure through him.

The skunk slut nearly fell to his knees, moaning and drooling onto his bed as he was filled. His claws curled in the blankets, digging in as he was filled so well. He thrust his hips back into the cock, shuddering. Braden buried his face in Brendan's tail, smelling his musk and feeling the fluff. He nuzzled the tail and rammed hard, filling his brother so well in a way he knew no other man could. He hilted his brother, his furry white balls slapping between Brendan's legs. Brendan panted, feeling the lewd act, his own cock starting to leak.

Pictures of the two boys posing together changed from shots of them showing off to them kissing. Pictures of them on a porch swing next to each other became pictures of Brendan on Braden's lap, and all of the pictures showed innocent human boys replaced with huge furry skunks. Report cards left around the house disappeared from the walls, appearing instead in a drawer with much lower grades, except for the classes where Brendan had managed to seduce his young instructors. The answering machine filled up from messages from eager boys and a sweet car appeared in the driveway, a glossy black camry with two white stripes down the center of it.

With every thrust, the last old memories disappeared from the brothers. Brendan now knew that his ass had been filled by his brother for years, even though that morning that had not been the case. The two were closer than ever and Braden grunted hard as he quickly approached the edge. His muscles flared and he moaned before he tipped his head back, his muzzled face slack jawed as his claws dug into Brendan's hips and he unleashed his potent seed into his brother. The cum flowed thick and hot into the twin's ass, only to be churned by the pistoning thick skunk cock. Brendan grunted and moaned as he took it in, but his hunger was getting the best of him.

Without warning he knocked his brother back. Braden fell onto his tail and coughed in surprise. Brendan scurried around and put his paws on Braden's large belly before he leaned down, licking and slurping the messy cock before he took it in, getting cum all over his muzzle as he guzzled it down. Braden screamed out in pleasure, cumming even harder as his brother was so assertive. Brendan started kneading on Braden's big furry belly with his paws as if that would make more cum flow out. Braden moaned, feeling the needle like claws poke his belly, unable to get through the thick fur. He shuddered, managing to cum more despite being in the midst of orgasm.

Hotaru watched it all unfolding with glee, fapping on the other end of the computer, shuddering in delight. He'd taken such good and prestigious boys and turned them into such horny dirty skunks. He moaned in glee, grunting as his cock spasmed and cum sprayed all over his own belly, but even as the cum ended, he was still horny. He was always horny, eternally horny. It had been his curse, the curse for taking on the power he did... but it was a worthy price to pay to have such magic and to inflict it on others. He watched Brendan pull off of Braden's mouth, licking his cum soaked muzzle with his long tongue before Braden charged, knocking Brendan back this time.

Brendan was surprised as he slammed against the bed, used to being the active one. Usually Braden was such a zombie when it came to their time that he could suck for hours, but it seemed that Braden was taking a more active interest. Braden moved down, nuzzling his brother's groin, smelling the musk there. Braden's black lips parted and his tongue emerged, licking and slurping at his brother's shaft. As many cocks as Brendan had sucked, Braden knew his cock didn't get much of a workout and it was time to change that.

Brendan moaned hard, writhing on the bed as his cock slid fully out of his furry white sheath, the cock glistening as Braden's tongue slathered up and down the length. Braden nuzzled the tip with his pink nose before his jaws went wide and he gulped the cock in, letting it ride on his tongue. Brendan moaned, his paw moving to rest on Braden's head, holding him there. Soon Braden's head started sliding back and forth, up and down the cock, sucking hard. Brendan's paw guided him forward and back, trying to keep up, but it was so wild that he moaned eagerly. His cock spasmed, his hips bucked. He shuddered, his pierced tongue hanging out of his mouth.

Hotaru was approaching his second orgasm as he watched the brothers going at it, his furry white balls the size of grape fruits jut below the view of the camera. He'd unleashed his magic on so many people in his time, but he'd never gotten tired of seeing the aftermath. Brendan moaned like a banshee as his brother's nose rubbed all through his bush. Braden kept sucking hard, working the cock like a flute, molesting it with his mouth until it dripped with saliva. Brendan dug into the bed harder and harder. His claws cut through the blankets and sheets, then the mattress. Soon he had a grip of the bed springs, moaning hard.

Brendan's tail quivered, his scent glands pulsing, threatening to spray his stink with how in lust he was. As it was, the room was taking on a pungent musky manly order even without either of them spraying. Braden didn't care, focused only on his goal. He sucked Brendan down hard, one paw moving to massage his twin's balls, the other moving to slide up and down his own cum soaked shaft. Brendan's chest rose and fell with rising lust, squirming and moaning. Hotaru soon joined him and Braden did as well, the tree rising to the peak at once. Brendan's cock started to pulse first, joined less than a second later by Braden and another second later by Hotaru.

All three climaxed at the same time, three meaty huge pierced cocks pulsing as ropes of yellowed musky animal cum gushed out. Braden got his first taste of cum as he guzzled his brother's seed, spraying down his twin's legs and bed with his own cum. Hotaru came so powerfully that he opened his mouth and caught his own cum on his tongue, filling his mouth before the stream lowered, coating his chin and chest. He gulped down what he had caught before growling, the panda bear very content.

Brendan used all his strength to push himself around, circling and maneuvering before he took Braden's cumming cock into his mouth, the twins sixty-nining so not a drop went to waste. Braden shivered as his belly tasted the hot seed, the salty flavor blooming in his mouth. He could truly see why his brother had been a cock slut for so log, it wasn't bad at all. New fantasies started to fill their minds, ones beyond Hotaru's imagination. The brothers dreamed of going to bed lodged on each other's cocks, forever connected, forever together whenever they could be... like one big skunky yin yang. Despite their intense libidos, the two finally slowed, letting themselves slip onto the white carpet, growing calm and content. Even as their cocks went limp, they remained fat. The brothers kept suckling the meat, breathing through their pink noses, never wanting to let the moment end... On the other end of the computer, Hotaru saved the screen capture of the whole event, dragging the file into his folder of over a hundred video files. Certainly in that way, the moment truly would never end.