Topic: Revenge is Best Served Family Style
A beautiful story Palomajicka has written for me. Enjoy.
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First I would like to thank the illustrious Demon-Man for my first commission, and for showing me the ropes. You've been too kind. Of course I would also like to thank Demon-Man for creating this twisted universe that got me into writing.
If you are not of a legal age to view pornography in your state/country turn around and run away right now. Believe me when I say this is not for you. If you are in fact of a legal age to view pornography, you may yet want to turn around. This is yet another chapter in a downward spiral into degradation. It is not intended to represent any real persons or places or events. Any likeness to real people or events is entirely coincidental. Without further ado...
Part 1. Gerald
Gerald woke up to a throbbing headache. He remembered being on vacation with his family, going to get a soda from the hotel vending machine, a figure jumping from the shadows, and then darkness.
Now that his senses were returning he found that nothing actually made much sense. His head was pounding, his shoulders screaming, and his flabby arms and legs felt weak. He was hanging limply from his arms, tied to something above him.
His vision was blurry, but a quick glance downward revealed he was naked, and cuffed to metal rings in the floor and above. He tried to pull on his restraints, letting his body weight and his foot bindings aid him, but they wouldn't budge an inch. There would be no half-assed escape attempt. He would really need to pull it together to figure a way out of this.
He managed to stand on shaky legs with extreme effort, pulling the tension off his screaming shoulders and wrists. He shook his head to try and clear the heavy fog that had settled there and got a glimpse of his surroundings.
He first noticed the overhead bridge crane in the ceiling he was hooked to. That was sturdy. The wall in front of him was bare stone and mortar. It looked older than the rest of the room and was dimly lit from above. The place must have been renovated at some point. The feeling of age was reinforced by the slightly musty odor of the room. The floor was polished concrete slab. A warehouse? Maybe. There was a metal loading bay door to his left, a curtain obscuring the right wall, and he couldn't make out much behind him. There were muffled sounds coming from beyond the curtain but he couldn't make them out either.
With a loud clanking sound the loading bay doors began to open from the bottom. His pupils were stabbed by bright sunlight streaming in and he had to squint to see the silhouettes of three figures enter the room. One was a hulking figure that strode forward with purpose, probably male. The other two were much smaller, curvier. He heard the clicking of heels before the sound of the loading bay doors closing drowned them out. Definitely women. The three came to stand in a straight line in front of him and he blinked rapidly to get a good look at his captors.
"Gerald! Gerry! Can I call you Gerry? Of course I can, who am I kidding? Gerry, what am I going to do with you? Hmm?" Came a playful but authoritative female voice. She sighed. "Do you know who I am?"
His mouth went dry.
"You're her aren't you? Miss Nyx?"
"Very good! Somebody give the smart boy a treat. Let's try another one. Do you know why we're here?"
He could hazard a guess. You see, Gerald had been embezzling from a number of different departments within the company he worked for, which he had recently found out was a front for the Thrall Syndicate, a criminal organization spanning Assiah with their fingers in every lucrative enterprise you wouldn't want to imagine.
"I always knew if anyone found out, it'd be you that would come for me. Let's get on with it then. How do we do it? Hanging, drowning? You're not just going to be boring and shoot me are you?" Maybe if he taunted her, she'd just kill him and get it over with instead of dragging this out. His eyes had readjusted somewhat and he found himself looking at an absolute mountain of a man in black, a raven-haired woman in a form fitting black suit with a plunging neckline, heels and a string of pearls, and a Waoi woman in head-to-toe black leather.
"You can't be serious? You can't be that stupid can you? I expected more from someone that managed to steal… how much did he take again Darius?" asked Ava Nyx, the current leader of the Thrall Syndicate. She stood about 5'5" in the heels and barely came up to the monolith's elbow. Still, she was taller than her other female associate, but sported a suspicious bulge in her pants.
"Three million, two-hundred seventy-five thousand, six-hundred ninety-five dollars and…" began the gruff voice of the man with the blonde crew cut with disdain. He was easily a head taller than Gerald and looked as if his home away from home was a twenty-four hour gym. He wore dress shoes, straight legged slacks and a sleeveless black shirt that showed off his expansive chest and arms.
"Ninety-nine cents." Finished the little Waoi woman with a smirk. She was clad in knee-high boots, high waisted pants, and a long-sleeved shirt with breast pockets, all in black leather. She wore her hair in a tight bun, had large square glasses that contrasted her tiny face, and crisp red lipstick. She also seemed to be holding a tablet of some kind.
"Mm. Mm. Mm. What should we do about that Gerry? Write up a payment plan, garnish your wages? Hey, Dr. Kim, how long would it take him to pay that off at his current salary?"
"Lets see, after tax, 401-K, take out house payment, car payments, multiple insurances, college, private schools…" she tapped away on the tablet, looking through every little detail of Gerald's life. "About eighteen years, if we are being extremely generous."
Ava clicked her tongue. She turned her head to the giant. "Remind me Darius, are you generous? Extremely generous?" She fluttered her long fake eyelashes.
"No Boss. I am not." The big man kept his gaze drilling straight through Gerald and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Just one of his biceps was the size of Gerald's head. Any fanciful thoughts of breaking loose and fighting his way out were quickly evaporating.
"Didn't think so. Ain't that just the pits Gerry? They keep telling me you can't build a criminal empire by being extremely generous. Who knew? Tell you what though. I'm having a good day, I mean a really good day. I'll give you a single condition and If you can meet it, you can walk away right now. No harm, no foul. I won't even fire you, and we might even give you some pants for the road. Hahaha! How does that sound?"
"You'd let me go. Just like that?" He asked, thoroughly incredulous. What insane condition could satisfy this crazy bitch? There was no way she would be that forgiving.
"Just. Like. That." She smiled at him. Her eyes glinted in the light, and he was not filled with warm or fuzzy feelings.
"Well how could I pass that up? Name your terms." His voice quivered a bit.
"My terms for your release are simple: All debts must be paid in full immediately. These debts include everything you stole from me, as well as your own room and board for the last week…"
'A week? I've been here for a week? No wonder I feel so awful. They must have drugged me.' He thought.
"As well as travel and boarding costs for your extended family as well." She finished, still grinning in a predatory fashion.
"What?" That question cut through the haze in his mind. He instantly forgot about his own troubles. "What have you done with my family? They didn't do anything to you!" He began to struggle again, tugging at his bonds to no avail. He continued to thrash for about a minute before giving up.
"So... does that mean you're not going to give me my money right away?" She said with a false innocence that Gerald doubted she'd ever actually possessed in this life.
"Go fuck yourself!" He screamed and listened to the words echo in the room.
"Hahaha! Funny you should say that. I've just been so horny lately it's unreal! I wonder if I accidentally drank some bottled water from Jizza or something. I've just been completely unable to get the idea of fucking some tight little pussy out of my head. I've been stuck on it for weeks." She stated matter-of-factly while feeling herself up. Her two cronies didn't react. They didn't seem surprised by this revelation or behavior at all. She let her nipple go with a happy sigh. "Then you went on vacation and slipped up and gave me the perfect excuse to live out my fantasies. Can you imagine anything sweeter than getting yourself a nice, fat cock and breaking in a brand new pussy? Because right now I sure can't, and that's where you come in. Truth be told I don't care that much about the money anyway. Sure I'm pissed at you for stealing, but that's more a matter of principle. I tell you what though, I've done a lotta research into you and your little family and I gotta say, I think I could actually like you Gerry. I'll give you one last chance here. Whaddya say? Do you wanna be pals and help me live out my dreams?" She taunted the exhausted man.
"Your dreams? Leave my family alone you sick bitch! They're just women! They don't even know I worked for the Syndicate! Keep your filthy hands off them!" He practically barked at his captors.
"Oh my. So fiesty! I like. Haha! I should thank you, really. Karma help me, but you're making this too much fun and I think I know just how to show you my appreciation. I bet you're worried about your family right about now aren’t you? How about a little reunion?" She clapped her hands and the curtains on his right began to separate from the middle, revealing that they separated the long room like a banquet hall might.
On the other side of the room, a row of animal cages sat against the wall, each about the size for a large dog. Unsurprisingly, in each of the cages was a member of Gerald's family. It looked like they had kidnapped everyone on the trip with him.
All were naked and collared, on their hands and knees, bound at the wrist and ankles, with a large gag strapped in place around their heads. He guessed from their faces that they had been there for quite some time. They made small whimpers and twitches and sucking sounds as they drooled around the large phallus gags, straining to breathe. It looked like they were going to pop at any moment.
His wife was looking at him with hope and it broke his heart. She had no idea how royally her idiot husband had fucked them all over. She still thought of him as one of the smartest and hardest working men she knew, and trusted him completely. Sure, she secretly knew he had dealings with the Syndicate, but she had kept that hidden from everyone, including him. She knew she was a kept woman. She hadn't questioned it for a few years now at least. So why was this happening now?'
"Look! The gang's all here. Tell me Gerry, are you surprised? You don't seem as pleased as I'd hoped. I went to a great deal of expense and trouble for this little reunion you know! Since you provided me with the raw materials and an excuse to cut loose, I thought I'd give you one last gift. A going away party! If you ask me, you should be grateful you even get to see them again."
"Grateful? You expect me to be fucking grateful that you kidnapped my family to watch you torture and kill me? What kind of twisted sicko are you? How the fuck does someone like you end up in charge?"
"Choices." She said, letting the word hang in the air.
"You get where I am by making choices. You choose when to stand your ground, and when to make compromises. You choose when to be patient and when to strike. You choose to give up a normal life and make decisions others find… unfathomable. You chose to steal from me. That was a poor choice. Don't get me wrong, I've stolen my share of profits in my time. I can respect a small, efficient operation. But you. You got greedy and sloppy. You kept taking more and more thinking no one would notice or could prove it didn't you? Well guess what Gerry? We noticed, and I don't need proof to do a damn thing. You and your whole family belong to me now whether you like it or not."
"Please let them go. They didn’t do anything. I did this. Take me! I’m the one you really want!”
“Hahaha! Gerry you’re a hoot, a riot. I mean it. You stand there so vulnerable and open, you yell with passion, you plead for your family. You’re a class act, you know that? Sure you do, because I know it too. It’s all an act. Every bit of it. The indignation, the anger, and the pleading is all just a mask for how scared you are. I don’t blame you. The truth of the matter is that you don’t have a leg to stand on, so to speak. You have no power here but that which I give you. I already own you. You massively overestimate your importance. You don't have anything left to offer me except for entertainment. I will now give you choices. Make wise choices, and your family may end up happy. Make no mistake. I will take everything from you today. I will mold you into my willing plaything and I promise, you’re going to like it. First, like any new pet you need to be broken though. Darius, Doctor, let’s begin." She snapped her fingers.
Part 2. Valerie
Gerald's wife Valerie had awakened first, bound and gagged in her cage, and slowly watched the rest of her family wake up to the same predicament. They each came to their senses and panicked, thrashing in their bonds until they were out of air, forcing them to calm down and focus on the difficult task of breathing, just as she had. She tried to reassure her daughters with grunts and looks but could tell she wasn't making any headway. She resigned herself to waiting to figure out what this was all about.
For hours she was left to struggle, balancing on her knees and forearms. By the time she heard muffled voices on the other side of the curtain her knees and elbows were screaming. Then the curtain was drawn back and she squinted through tears to see Gerald naked and tied to a crane above while some women and a giant taunted him. He pleaded for their release. The woman in the middle said something, too fast and not loud enough for her to make out. Then she snapped her fingers.
The big man strode over to her cage. She shrank back, but he just grabbed her cuffed wrists with a single hand and hauled her out. He hoisted her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. It dug into her ribs like a boulder while he carried her to the wall in front of Gerald. She squawked when he hoisted her off his shoulder and then secured her wrist cuffs to a metal bolt in the wall above her. She was left to stand balancing on her tip-toes with her arms outstretched, her back against the wall.
Dr. Kim walked behind Gerald, gathered several objects and arranged them on a cart. The Doctor rolled it over and stood beside Valerie, winked and blew a kiss at Gerald as she walked past him again. His wife locked eyes with him, pleading with him to do something! He broke her gaze and hung his head in shame. She knew then that they were surely done for. He had no tricks or leverage here to save them or he'd be using them.
"My, my, Gerry! How did you land such a sweet little piece of ass? Look at her! You're the reason she's here Gerry. I want her to know, this is your fault." Ava walked over to Valerie and reached out, cupped her breast and rolled the nipple gently. It hardened involuntarily and she jerked back at the touch, inhaling rapidly, eyes wide in fear.
"Shh, shh, shh, it's okay. I'm not mad at you, really." She gently caressed Valerie's cheek with the back of her hand. "Now your husband has fucked up royally. So badly in fact, that your lives as you know them over. Shh, shh, shh, I said it's going to be okay and I meant it. I'm not gonna kill you. I'm not even going to hurt you. I promise. Shh, shh, shh. Would I lie to you? Huh? You're gonna make me a fortune. You get to be my prototype for my sneakiest weapon!" She turned away from Valerie "Doctor! Is it ready?"
"What do we need to do?"
"Take this vial of D-cum, insert it into the applicator and simply douse the previously infected subject. Once begun, do not touch the subject until the transformation is complete unless you wish to be permanently bonded with her, and in this case, the wall." stated the Waoi woman without passion as she prepared her tools.
'D-cum! Transformation! Permanently bonded? Weapon? What the fuck?'
"Mmm! Mm-mm! Mmmmph!" She mumbled around her gag.
The Doctor strapped on a pair of black nitrile gloves and then fit a pearlescent vial of fluid into a spray gun with a solid click. After checking the device over for a moment she announced that they were ready to begin.
"Try not to worry. You're going to love it. I just know it! They always seem to, in the end." Ava assured Valerie, then she stepped back, to grab Gerald's hair and force him to watch. He was pleading with the crime lord to spare their lives, but Ava just looked on, her eyes alight with excitement. Val's eyes went wide with fear, focusing on the nozzle.
"Do try not to panic." Was the only advice given by the doctor.
In slow motion Valerie watched the gloved hand depress a button in the front of the spray gun, and a stream of salty, musky fluid emerge from the tip in a fine mist. Val flinched and closed her eyes as the spray hit her face. The doctor held down the button, giving her head a thorough coating. She coughed and gagged through the mist, desperate for air. Surprisingly, she was rewarded. Her mouth tasted full of ash, but the gag in her mouth, as well as her cuffs and collar disintegrated as if by magic.
She blinked at her captors before being enveloped by an all over heat, like cooking yourself in a hot tub for too long. She cried out and made to stumble forward, but felt a strong tug on her hair. She recoiled back and bumped her head against the wall, relieving the tension. The pinching in her scalp subsided, but where her head and shoulders had bumped into the wall, she felt… stuck? She thrashed, desperate to break free of whatever was holding her. Her wild movements only made more of her skin adhere to the wall. Very quickly she was reduced to twitching like a fly in a web, completely glued to the wall.
Wherever her skin pressed into the stone wall, her skin began to crawl. She felt unnatural tendrils of herself begin to worm their way back into the cool, damp rock and mortar. She glanced down and saw her nose melt away in front of her eyes. With no more than an itch, a feature that had defined her face simply washed away, not even leaving her nostrils with which to breathe. Her screams lost cohesion as her vocal chords ceased to be. Her teeth receded into her gums before her tongue went numb to her. Her skull and jaw dissolved as her head sank further back into the wall.
She felt her toes and feet begin to itch, knowing that they would melt away as well. She felt them begin to deflate. As they got flatter, she felt more of herself sink into the porous stone wall behind her. She understood in a flash what the crazy woman had meant by 'permanent'. She was taking root! No! As her hands began to itch and dissolve, so did her shins. She already hated her inability to relieve it.
To make matters worse, with the original rush of heat, her labia had swollen and engorged beyond anything she had ever known. She was so hot and couldn't understand why or how she could be so horny right now, in this horrible moment. Her backside was pulled against the wall and stuck fast. She felt her asshole press flat against the cool stone for a moment before somehow anchoring itself to the spot it touched.
She was horrified! She was taking root, and all she could think of was her dribbling pussy! She was confused and scared, but definitely noticed when her breasts began to migrate down the wall. She had a decent C-Cup to start with, but they were aging and hadn't been full for almost eighteen years at this point. Despite this, she could swear she felt them swell with milk again! They sank to either side of her swollen pussy and pressed back together as they grew well into the F or G range of ludicrous proportions. She felt her flesh flow and merge together before the world began to sink downward. Her brown eyes were migrating down the wall, but they didn't stay perfectly aligned as they did so, making her nauseous one last time despite no longer having a mouth with which to evacuate the contents of her shrinking stomach. By the time her eyes had passed her disappearing navel, she could tell most of her body had flattened into the wall and gone rather numb, but she could still feel her swollen pussy and breasts alight with fire. Her eyes settled into the soft patch of pubic hair above her crotch but she still couldn't see properly. With a pressure that made her think they might pop, they pushed together until suddenly, after a very dizzying moment her vision cleared. Something was wrong though. Her depth perception was off, and she couldn't figure out why.
With her transformation nearly complete, she felt a great roiling sensation begin in her breasts. They felt so full, and they were… heaving on their own. The sensation moved up to her pussy and she watched, wide eyed, as the entire orifice began to push outward from underneath her field of view on a growing column of flesh. Her skin lit up as hundreds of new nerve endings began to form in the rising pillar. She watched a single vein snake it's way out, winding underneath the loose covering of flesh of this mighty rod she now knew deep in her roots was a penis. Her penis, and it was on fire. With a rush of hormones and endorphins she truly felt it connect with her core. Despite her horror, she could not ignore her desperate, growing desire. The giant pair of testicles that her breasts had merged together to become were actively churning with hot, liquid need. She was growing frantic. With her new phallus not yet completed, she was trapped in the sensation of her engorging prick and full balls with no means of release.
As if responding to her wishes, Val's labia began to peel backwards, forming a very familiar mushroom tipped shape. She was so close to… perfection. She was so close to… spewing her first fat load of cum! She wanted it so badly she thought she'd lose what was left of her mind. Her vaginal slit narrowed down to a small tapered opening, and then she felt it.
She reached a plateau, where all sensation ceased for a moment. She felt her very essence fuse completely with the stone wall. Her mind slipped into a haze as previous concerns like duty, responsibility, family, and pride all began to slip away. As she surrendered to the wave of simplicity, she both felt and saw her penis throb. Feeling returned in a rush and it twitched toward the sky and the urethra spasmed open in a wordless cry of exultation. Her new balls pulsed again and again. Her throbbing length flared, every cell straining and engorged, and Valerie's first male orgasm exploded with such high pressure that her first glob of cum spanned the distance between her and her husband, splattering his feet with her first warm, sticky mess.
The doctor swooped in to collect the rest of the ejaculate while Ava hopped back and laughed, letting go of Gerald's head. It didn't matter if she held him now. He'd seen everything. He'd watched in horror as his once beautiful wife was reduced to a flat, growing patch of skin that only vaguely resembled a person in shape. Her previously sagging breasts had flowed down her torso, around her pussy and then met again, creating a momentary expanse of cleavage that was heavenly, before the skin had darkened, and wrinkled, her nipples melted away, forgotten, leaving the featureless orbs to hang like the fat testicles they now were. He saw her beautiful eyes squish together to become one, slightly larger brown eye set just above her growing cock. He sobbed as she orgasmed, spraying her disgusting seed on his feet. Her eye clouded over, and her lid became heavy. Her nearly two-foot long cock dripped, and twitched, as blood left the massive organ and it drooped lower and lower, finally laying to rest on her gargantuan new set of balls hanging from the wall at waist height.
If she still had lungs, she was sure she'd be out of breath right now. She still felt 'winded' for lack of a better term. She began to drift off into post-orgasm bliss before a loud voice snapped her attention back to the present.
"Hahaha! Stick a fork in her, I think she's done. Wow! What a show right? Holy shit! That was one of the hottest things I think I've seen in a while." She pulled her glistening hand out of the front of her pants. Apparently she'd not been kidding. "What do you think? Do you think she likes it Gerry? I think she loooves it. Don't you honey?" Val had to strain her eyeball to look all the way up at her before Ava crouched down beside her new package, putting herself at Val's former crotch height, her new permanent vantage point.
"Hi honey." She cooed in a gentle voice. "How are you feeling? Good I hope. That was a big shot! Good girl, er...boy!"
Val wanted to answer, but didn't know how. She supposed she was in fact a boy now, or at least, male. She looked emphatically from Ava's happy yet concerned face, to Gerald's slack-jawed expression, to their terrified daughters, to the calm doctor and the muscle-bound Head of Security. Val reached out mentally and could feel all of himself, continuing to spread ever so slowly along the wall, but found he could move no more than his eye, and twitch his penis a bit. Speech seemed to be lost. He looked back to Ava.
"Aww sweetie. It's okay. I've seen this before. One blink for 'Yes', two for 'No'. Easy right? So tell me now, do you feel good?" She comforted the growth and gave him instruction.
Valerie looked from Ava to Gerald, and back before giving a single blink.
"No!" Gerald cried out at her answer, dumbstruck. Gone was his wife of twenty years, replaced by a slowly expanding growth on the wall with an over-sized cock and balls to match.
"Do you like your new cooock?" Ava asked in a sing-song voice as she reached out and wrapped her delicate fingers around it gently but firmly and stroked it from base to tip a few times. The monster began to respond and was levelled at Gerald again in no time, leaking fresh pre-cum. Val's eye rolled back in pleasure for a moment, before he found the focus to meet Ava's gaze. He gave one emphatic blink which caused Ava to squeal in delight and stroke a little faster. Val could feel that alien pressure building in his balls again, and knew he'd be allowed cum soon!
"Do you want me to keep playing with it?" Ava cooed.
"I just wanna check before we move forward, cause I wanna be real good friends, are you mad at me for doing this to you?"
"Oh good. I was really worried you might be, but what would you say if I told you that you are very special? You my lovely, produce a new variety of infected cum." She slowed down the pace of her handjob and kissed the giant shaft gently. Then she turned to look Val right in the eye and kept talking, brushing the corner of her mouth over the sensitive new flesh as she spoke in a baby doll voice.
"I know, I'm touching all your tainted juices, and you already came on poor Gerry over there and he hasn't turned into the giant bag of dicks he really is yet has he? That's because your cum only works with a primer. I'm gonna use your cum to transform my rivals without them being any the wiser. I can let politicians and V.I.P.s fuck any of my prostitutes and leave completely unaware, building up trust as long as they cooperate with my agenda, never knowing they're already infected. All I need to do is give them the primer in a pill, drink, or aerosol, and BOOM! No more pesky politician. Hahaha! Now, Gerry was so rude when I asked earlier, but I bet you'll help me make my plans real, won't you?" She fake pleaded as she finished her speech, still gently pumping a few inches of the giant shaft over her shoulder.
Her sincerity not withstanding, watching a gorgeous, powerful crime boss pump her slick shaft and beg for help with her lips on Val's cock was too much stimulation for him. Any resistance he may have had left in regards to the situation at hand crumbled.
"Oh honey you just made me so happy! I have got such treats in store for you. Just you wait. Now I gotta let you go, cause I don't want you to cum again just yet." She stood up and let go of the huge phallus, keeping her eyes locked on Val's.
"Aww. It's okay. Just keep thinking sexy thoughts and watch this. Think of what happens next like your own personal porno m'kay? Then you and I are gonna have fun real soon." She turned around, no longer watching her new tool's blinks, or seeing it's gaze roam over her pert ass as she walked away.