“S…stop.” Jacob panted and Taylor felt his body immediately obey. His mouth opening, his lips parting as he felt Jacob’s slick, flaccid cock slide out of his mouth. Had he done that? Had he seriously begged for Jacob’s cock like some desperate whore?

Still on his knees, he licked his lips and tasted Jacob’s salty cum on his mouth as his lips contorted into a delirious grin. He had. And while some of that begging had been forced out of his mouth by whatever power Jacob now had over him he couldn’t deny that the part of him that wanted it had really, really wanted it. Even now he could feel his lips trembling and his mouth watering as he desperately wanted to get back onto that godlike cock so bad. 

 

The kiss with Jacob had been orgasmic, yeah. But sucking his dick had been an experience like no other. He was sure (and afraid) that his brain was going to pop like a balloon and dribble out of his ears from the powerful sensations he had felt. It wasn’t… wasn’t quite like an orgasm (not that he’d had many beyond what his own hand had given for context) but like some kind of… religious zeal? A satisfactory blissful feeling one could only get from obeying the object of their worship. 

 

He knew his body had changed more too. He could still feel it changing. But he couldn’t really see what had happened in the darkness. But god he felt strong now. He felt like he could easily bench press a whole car and then some! If this was what feeling strong felt like then no wonder Jacob was such a dick. Speaking of dicks… He couldn’t feel his at all anymore. Had it vanished entirely? …Did it matter? He’d never felt this good when he had a dick… so maybe not having one was for the best.

 

 

He barely reacted at the intrusive thought slipping into his mind. It felt completely natural. Why wouldn’t he be thinking of dick? He’d sucked Jacob’s dick and that had been great! Maybe… maybe this wasn’t such a bad thing after all? 

 

 He felt his chest tremble and clench tightly, his heart started pounding so hard and he gasped in pain. Oh god was he having a heart attack? Was this whole thing going to end with him covered in sweat and his brother’s cum dead on the ground from a heart attack!? 

 

There was a stretching sound as his shirt started to strain and he gasped as his rock hard nipples rubbed against the wet fabric of his shirt sending explosions of pleasure into his brain as the sound of balloons being filled with helium echoed through the dark room. 

 

 

His chest was inflating. His breasts were growing and he went from clutching his chest to fondling his growing greats, tweaking his nipples as he rose to his feet. He could feel his mind slipping away entirely. 

 

B…but he was starting to like it!? Why was he… he…

 

He stood up managing to get his hands off his tits and instead reached up to his head with one as lightning flashed and he saw Jacob staring right back at him. He had to ask…He had to ask! Why him? Why was Jacob doing this to him… and why wasn’t he good enough to keep his mind?

 

But all he could get out was one confused “B-bro…” before he felt his body seize up forcing him to stand at attention while his mind flatlined completely. 

 

—

 

Seconds passed of complete darkness. Then minutes. It was an eternity of blankly staring in the darkness with his mouth agape. The mindless drone that used to be Taylor could hear Jacob tabbing away on his phone but it was all meaningless white noise to them.

 

Suddenly it gasped and then squealed as its body started to convulse wildly, slumping forward and twitching robotically as their mind exploded into a big bang of thought as a new personality formed from the ruins of Taylor’s mind and soul.

 

Brat. Its name. Her name. Was Brat.

 

As if being pulled by strings she rapidly stood up straight as life slowly returned to her golden eyes. Eyes that were now glowing as she saw her master and her lover standing in the dark.

 

Brat grinned, licking her lips as she approached him with a sensual little purr. Her skin was goosebumps in his presence and she shivered as she got closer and closer. When she finally wrapped her arms around Jacob and started kissing him.

 

“Can we… bundle together and wait out the storm…Bro?” Brat said, her voice pure sex as she held onto his neck tightly. She wasn’t quite sure why she called him bro. She wasn’t entirely divorced from Taylor as a person. She had most of his memories, still. But they were like reading a very boring book that she had no interest in. So few of them involved fucking or serving Jacob after all!

 

She felt Jacob’s strong hand tease her tit and an explosion went off in her head that had her squealing–

 

 

But even then Brat could hear his command and when he gave his order she fell onto Taylor’s bed (she refused to acknowledge this thing as her bed) and ripped the soaking wet shirt off her with a loud rip as the thunder rolled outside.

 

“Anything you say, bro~” She said as she offered up her breasts to Jacob’s eager mouth.

 

—

 

Jacob heard the bed creak in protest and sag at their combined weight. Jacob was a significantly heavier person than Taylor was and Brat herself was also bigger, taller, and more athletic than Taylor could have ever dreamed and the bed was just not made for these two gods of fitness about to fuck each other’s brains out on it. 

 

Jacob didn’t give a shit though. If they broke this bed then there were two more beds in this home they could fuck in… and if he broke those then he’d fuck Brat on every single surface of this house and then some. 

He crawled up onto Brat and buried his face in her magnificent tits. Elicting a sharp gasp from his former stepbrother as he greedily took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it hard. Brat gasped, writhing underneath and wiggling as he kept going. Fondling her other tit with his fingers pinching and rubbing them… squeezing them as roughly as he could as he put his well practiced hands to work. 

 

“Oh my god!” Brat roared as she bucked her hips and screamed loudly as she came almost immediately, her voice drowning out the rumbling of thunder and even the windows seemed to shake from the power of her voice as she climaxed.

 

Jacob pulled away in shock as his ears rang in pain from her scream. He sucked sucking and rose up to look her in the eyes.

 

“Don’t scream that loudly again.” He ordered. 

 

Thanks to her glowing eyes he could see her face contort slightly before nodding. Satisfied Logan buried his face right back into her cleavage and sighed. Logan had seen his share of tits of all types but Brat’s were the best ones he’d ever felt. They were so soft, so full and seemed to defy the laws of physics due to their size and shape.

 

Brat let out a hoarse wheeze as her body trembled again from yet another orgasm. Jacob sucked on her nipple one last time, roughly teasing it with his teeth before sitting up and moving away.

 

He was hard again.

 

“Get those bottoms off.” He growled as he yanked Brat forward and kissed her roughly. He tasted just a hint of his cum from earlier and that only excited him more as he felt Brat’s hands lowering down and her hips rolling as the final remnants of what had been Taylor slid down her body.

 

Soaking wet torn pajama bottoms and dripping wet tightey whitey underwear.  

 

“Ride me.” He ordered as he broke away, lying back down and his erect cock pointing up the ceiling.

 

Brute was panting in the darkness as her golden eyes flicked down to his cock and widened as she instantly obeyed. She was trembling, licking her lips, god this was all she ever wanted. To have him inside her. To fulfill her purpose to fuck him and fuck and fuck him.

 

Slowly… slowly she lowered herself. Guided just as much by instinct as she was by his strong hands as she slowly, agonizingly felt him enter her.

 

Brat threw her head back and let out another raspy hoarse croak as her throat tightened, her vocal chords freezing up to prevent her from screaming so loud that every window in the house would explode. 

 

Jacob himself was also feeling it. Brat was tight. Her pussy fit him like a velvet glove as it gripped his cock tightly. It was such a satisfying feeling he was almost taken out of it entirely, content to just let Brat be on top of him like this for as long as possible.

 

Brat started bouncing on him wildly, riding him wildly as she whimpered and moaned and it didn’t take long for Jacob to join her once that happened. He grit his teeth and grabbed onto her tiny waist as they started to finally fuck each other. No foreplay. No weird transformations. Just pure animalistic sex with only the sounds of rain and thunder to accompany them as they fucked in the darkness.

 

But… but something was wrong.

 

Jacob was, once again, feeling himself build far too quickly. Feeling his balls swell and tighten he was going to cum. He was going to cum like a virgin on his first time after only a few minutes of actually fucking her!

 

Brat, sensing this, started pounding him harder and harder as she let out more hoarse croaks, holding and fondling her massive breasts as she bounced and bounced and bounced the bed creaking so loudly now it was almost surely going to collapse any second. Jacob’s phone, already near the end of the bed, was getting dangerously close to falling off as Jacob’s grunts grew louder and louder turning into loud yells before long until…

 

“Fuck!” Jacob roared as he came quickly followed by Brat’s pussy clenching tightly around his cock her back arching while her face twisted into an exaggerated aheago her tongue drooping out, her eyes crossing, as she felt him cum inside. Her life’s purpose being fulfilled if only temporarily.

 

Jacob was on his back panting as Brat fell bonelessly on top of him, her tits squeezing against his chest giving him the most wonderful sensation. So wonderful he had almost forgotten about blowing his load so early. …almost.

 

“Did I do good, Bro?” Brat whispered as she pressed her mouth against his ear, giving it a teasing lick. “Because next time we should do something more wild than this vanilla missionary shit. Like a mating press? Can… Can you put me in a mating press right now, bro?”

 

She was getting excited again, tweaking a nipple and her eyes were gleaming brightly in the darkness as she crawled back on top of him. “Try some of those wrestling moves on me Bro… God!” She moaned. “That would be SO hot!”

 

Jacob groaned, his cock was starting to feel sore from all this sex. He really needed a break. A longer one this time. “Don’t you want to rest a little bit?” he asked. 

 

Brat laughed. “God, bro! I could go all night! Let’s go right now!” Already she was moving back down to his flaccid cock and he could feel her tongue on his sore shaft and balls as she started to give him a blowjob.

 

“Stop!” Jacob ordered, panting. He could hear Brat moan in frustration and felt her wiggle as she tried to resist… unlike the last orders where she obeyed near instantly she was actively fighting this one as she yowled in frustration.

 

“Come on, bro!” Brat whined. “Just let me suck it a little! It’ll get hard again!” She started to use her hands stroking his dick as she tried to get it hard. “Just let me suck it a little!” She moaned as she writhed enthusiastically against him

 

Jacob remembered the low obedience score and a cold feeling hit him. Did that mean she wouldn’t obey him completely? That… that could be a problem.

 

Then he remembered his parents. Fuck how was he going to explain that Taylor was now some kind of nymphomaniac pale chick from some cartoon? 

 

“Brat. Stop.” He ordered and he felt her tense again, this time actually stopping as she whimpered in the darkness. “Get off me.”

 

 “Get you off?” Brat said, perking up slightly. “I can…” there was a moment of disappointment as she realized what he had actually said. “Ugh, fine.” she complained as she moved away from him and flopped back to his side keeping her hands to herself this time as she gazed at him intently in the shadows.

 

“Just give me a few to think some shit over and we’ll have sex again.” Jacob said as he sat up his actions finally started to dawn on him in this state of post nut clarity. Shit. He really had turned Taylor into his sex slave hadn’t he?

 

 

Jacob sitting up had been the only thing the phone needed to tip off and fall… hitting the floor with a loud thud and lighting up Jacob didn’t notice this but he did notice when he heard the cat start yowling its cries becoming more human like the longer it went on. 

 

“Oh shit!” He got out of bed and bent down to pick up the phone knowing Brat was staring at his ass but not caring as he quickly snatched up the phone and saw the app had been activated and had a familiar message on it.

 

 

“Fuck…” Jacob muttered realizing things were going to be even more complicated now.