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They wanted to see a very special therapy session between a father and sons ran by a tricky dicky demon. ","description_bbcode_parsed":"Commission for anonymous. They wanted to see a very special therapy session between a father and sons ran by a tricky dicky demon. ","writing":"It was a warm June afternoon in the city center as a yellow cab drove through the city. In the back of it was a man by the name of Carl. He was an older man of 55, with a somewhat typical dad bod: Slight beer gut, a flabby build, with thinning hair and a thick mustache. As he rode in the cab, he pulled out his phone to check on some messages from his two sons. He had been estranged from them for some time. His first son, Richard - or Rich as he liked to be called - was now 28 and had a falling out with him after graduating from high school. His other son, Ted, now 27, also had a falling out during his sophomore year of college. He had tried for years to re-establish his relationship with them, but failed again and again. But now, he had finally found something that they would at least agree to show up to: Family Therapy.\n\n\n The cab Carl was taking finally pulled up to his destination. It was a tall office building in the center of the downtown district, home to many businesses that were either just starting out or only needed a small space to function. It housed many things from tech startups to psychologists. Carl thanked the driver and paid his fare before heading inside. There was a small bustle of people coming and going, all busy and concerned with themselves. Carl wove his way through and up to the receptionist to get directions. \n\n\n “Hi there,” Carl said, smiling at the young girl. “I’m here to see Dr. Wormwood. Can you direct me to his office?”\n\n\n “Oh yes, he’ll be on the sixth floor, room Sixty-six,” she said in return. “Would you like me to ring them to let them know you’re on your way?”\n\n\n “Yes please,” Carl said, nodding. “I'm expecting two others to show up soon as well.”\n\n\n “Very well, I’ll let them know. The elevators are just down the hall to the left,” she said, directing him that way. \n\n\n Carl thanked the girl and headed on his way. After a short elevator ride, he arrived at the sixth floor and began looking for the office. After a brief walk, he found it. Office Sixty-six. There was a small plaque on the door that read: “Dr. Wormwood, PHD. Family Therapist.”\n\n Carl opened the office door and stepped inside. Small was a bit of an understatement. Inside there was a small receptionist desk, Off to the side was the therapist office, a two seater couch, small armchair, and a small coffee table, with barely enough room to walk around it all. He made his way over to the desk and began speaking with the secretary. \n\n\n “Hi there,” he said. “My name is Carl Weatherson, I’m here for a 2 o’clock with Dr. Wormwood.”\n\n\n “Yes, I have you right here. Weatherson plus two. Just take a seat and the doctor will call you in soon,” she said, motioning over to the seats. Carl thanked her and went over to sit on the armchair. \nFifteen minutes later, his son Ted walked in. As he saw his father, he gave a scowl and went to sit as far away from him as possible on the couch. Shortly after that, Rich walked in and took the last seat. The pair then pulled out their phones and began to scroll, ignoring their father. Carl went to say something, but stopped himself, thinking it better to wait. \n\n\nNot long after, the doctor finally walked through the door. “Oh, goodness. Please excuse my tardiness,” he said, smiling. “I was dealing with a rather disgruntled chap. Not to worry, though. It was dealt with and I sent the poor fellow on his way.” As he finished, a dog was heard barking and yelping loudly. The doctor then clapped his hands and motioned to the room. “Now, if you’ll please step inside, we’ll get things started.”\n\n The three men got up and headed into the room. Carl hung back a little to let his sons go first. Once all of them were inside, Dr. Wormwood closed the door. The office itself was much bigger than the waiting room, sporting a large ornate Yew desk, a large three-person couch, and another arm chair. Dr. Wormwood took a seat in the chair as the three men sat together on the couch. The sons then both looked away from their father as the doctor gathered his pen and paper. \n\n\n “Now, tell me what brings you here today,” he said as he opened his fountain pen to write. Carl then began to talk about how distant his two sons had been with him over the past few years. He went on to explain that he knew that they had some arguments in the past, even going into detail about some of the more intense arguments. He then admitted that maybe he wasn’t the best father, but he had tried to make amends on many occasions. He then questioned how he as a father deserved to be treated the way that he was by the two men he had worked so hard to raise. \n\n\n “I see, I see. Now…Richard, was it?” Dr. Wormwood asked, looking down at his notes.\n\n\n “It’s just Rich,” Rich said, shooting a hard glance back at the doctor. \n\n\n “Of course, Rich,” Wormwood said, getting ready to take more notes. “Your father has said some interesting things about you and your lives.I would like to hear your side of things next.” \n\n\n “Hmph, you don’t know the half of it,” Rich said. He then began to go into detail about how uptight and restrictive his father was. He went on to describe in even greater detail about all the arguments they had, even the one that caused him to leave home just after his high school graduation. He ended by saying that while he had to accept him as his father, he didn’t have to get along with him.\n\n\n “I see, I see. Now Ted, what do you have to say about this?” Wormwood said, looking over at him. Ted also scoffed and went on to tell basically the same thing. He added his version of events about his falling out with his father in college. Wormwood nodded along and took notes. He then set down his notepad and closed his eyes, putting his hands together flat under his nose. \n\n\n “Alright. I’d like to try something to help you get closer together. Carl, if you would come with me back out to the waiting room,” Wormwood said, standing and motioning toward the door. Carl then got up and headed back out to the waiting room with Wormwood following after. Carl noticed the secretary was gone as Wormwood closed the door. \n\n\n “Alright, Carl, let me explain my idea to help you and your sons. What you need is to get closer to them. And to do that, you need to get back to basics, back to nature, as it were. Go ahead and get undressed,” Wormwood said, motioning to Carl’s clothes. \n\n\n “Wait, what,” Carl said, taken aback a little. \n\n\n “Get undressed, completely,” Wormwood said, crossing his arms. “To get back to basics, you need to be one with each other, and to do that, you need to shed all barriers to any connection. That includes your clothes.” \n\n\n Carl blushed a bit but started to undress. Shirt, pants, even his underwear. His full hairy dad body was now on full display for all to see. He blushed more and covered his crotch. Wormwood nodded and looked over his body. \n\n\n “Alright, now just one more chance to make this all work,” he said. Carl then watched as the doctor held up his hand. Slowly, a glow formed around the doctor's hand. Carl blushed as he felt a warmth around his crotch and ass. He then felt a weird tingling. He looked down and watched as his cock and balls began to slowly fade away, leaving nothing but a smooth blank surface. He then looked back at his ass. He blushed as he found that his once fat ass was now nothing but a smooth, flat, featureless surface. \n\n\n “What in the hell is going on,” Carl said, beginning to panic and reaching down to rub his now Ken doll-like body. \n\n\n “Oh, yes,” Wormwood said, putting his hands behind his back. “I suppose I should have mentioned, I’m somewhat of a demonic therapist. I do apologize for the sudden reveal like this, but I thought it would help.”\n\n\n “Why in the world did you take away my cock and ass,” Carl said, getting a little angry.\n\n\n “I don’t want anything awkward to happen during our next step here. Wait here while I go get your sons ready,” he said, stepping back into the office. Carl blushed and waited, soon hearing a lot of shouting and “hell no’s” as Wormwood explained what was happening. It took another 10 minutes before the door opened and Wormwood motioned for Carl to come back inside. As soon as he walked in he noticed that his sons were also naked. Wormwood smiled and clasped his hands together.\n\n\n “Alright, I’m glad you all could come to an agreement on this.” Wormwood said. “Now, for this exercise, it’s all about bringing down barriers and getting closer to each other. What I'd like for you to do is embrace each other in hugs.” The tree of them blushed and slowly moved over to each other, arms extended and embraced in a group hug. Wormwood shook his head and waved his hands. “No, no, not like that. Like this,” he said, repositioning them. He moved Rich to the front with his back to his dad, putting Carl’s arms around him, and then moved Ted around to the back and put his arms around Carl. The trio blushed as they felt each other’s skin press against each other. Wormwood smiled and stepped back as he watched the three naked men blush. \n\n\n “Perfect. Now just stay there and let the magic happen,\" Wormwood said, his face starting to contort into a wicked smile. He then raised both his hands as they started to glow with a strange red aura. All three men began to feel their bodies tingle and warm. They all looked around and went to move, only to find that they were now stuck in place and to each other. \n\n\n “What in the world is going on??” Carl asked, struggling against his sons. \n\n\n “I told you, I'm helping to bring you all closer together,” Wormwood said. He then moved his hands toward Ted and moved them like he was pressing on and molding something. Ted felt a pressure all over his body. He struggled and grunted as he began to see his body start to compress down. He went to scream, only to have his voice catch in his throat. He thrashed around, his movements getting less active as his body began to fuse to his father’s. His mass shifted and rounded out, bone dissolving and both muscle and organs shifting and changing into ass fat and muscle. Ted looked around wildly as he shifted down and his cheeks swelled out, becoming his father’s new ass cheeks. He finally found his voice and let out a yell. As he did, his mouth began to shift, lips becoming a tight sphincter. His words shifted and became incomprehensible pbbts and pffts as hot gas began to spew from his mouth. Before long, all that was left of Ted was a huge lump of dad bod ass fat. He was still aware and alive there, but for now couldn’t talk or see. He wiggled and shook as Wormwood looked on in amusement.\n\n\n “Perfect shape,” he said to Carl, “Just the same as the one you had before.” Carl looked back in shock as his youngest son was now his ass. Before he could do anything more, he felt a tingling on his crotch. Rich felt the same as he looked back. He and Carl tried to push away from each other, only to find themselves now frozen. Rich looked back as he watched his ass fusing to his father’s crotch. They both grunted and struggled, trying in vain to get apart. Rich felt his legs bend and pull upward toward his torso. They then began to shrink down and sag a little as the insides reshaped into two new testicles. Rich shivered and looked on in confusion as his arms were next to follow. They began to recede into his body, slowly disappearing until his body was nothing but a torso and head. Rich gagged as he felt something begin to slither upward through his body. After a few seconds, he burped and spit out a glob of white cum. He and Carl blushed and gagged a little as they saw that. Rich then felt his body begin to soften. It rounded out as his bones and organs shifted inside into more muscle of his father’s penis. Before long, Rich blushed as he felt his head get forced upward. It then began to fuse with the rest of his body. His mouth forced itself open as his teeth disappeared. His face then began to swell, all features melting together into a large mound of flesh. Soon all that was left of Rich was a giant throbbing penis being held by his father. It didn’t last long, though, as Rich began to shrink down, becoming the same average size penis his father once had. They sat there, still rock hard and throbbing as Carl looked in in shock.\n\n\n “There we are,” Wormwood said, lowering his hand and smiling, “Now you three will be a lot closer to each other than you ever were before.”\n\n\n “What in the hell is this?!” Carl asked, shouting angrily. “I wanted a closer relationship with my sons! Not have them be part of my body!”\n\n\n “But I have brought you closer together,” Wormwood said, sitting back down in his chair. “What closer bond and relationship could there be then the bond of the body?”\n\n\n “What…I don’t…I just…THEY CAN’T EVEN TALK!” Carl shouted, throwing up his hands. \n\n\n “Oooh, right, I always forget that part,” Wormwood said. He then raised his hand and let it glow. All three of them then felt another tingling. Rich then gained control of the urethra and Ted gained full control of the anus. Both of them let out a quiet gas as the holes began to move around. \n\n\n “What happened?” Ted’s voice said, coming from his father’s ass. “Where am I? I can’t see.” \n\n\n “I can’t see either,” Rich said. “Where are we?” \n\n\n “Well, boys,” Wormwood said, smiling and leaning back in his chair, “ I’m pleased to say you’ll be together with your father for a good long time now.”\n\n\n “Wait,” Ted started to say, “What do you mean…are we…”\n\n\n “Are we part of our dad’s body??” Rich said, a slight red tint forming around the urethra. \n\n\n “Yes, yes you are,” Wormwood said.\n\n\n The group then all erupted in anger and frustration. All at once, they shouted at the doctor. Rich flopped around, spewing cum now and then. Ted wobbled around and clapped, his speech getting interrupted by random pffts and pbbts as more gas came out. Carl just continued to point and accuse, saying that he would sue him for malpractice or, worse, have him arrested. Wormwood listened to it all, smiling and giggling. Once they had all stopped, he stood up and walked to the door. “Well, I do encourage you to try, but good luck finding a lawyer that will believe you. For today, however, our session has reached its time.” He opened the door. “If you’re not happy with my services, I can recommend you to another.”\n\n\n Carl looked at him angrily as he stormed out to the waiting room where he had left his clothes. He then leaned down to gather them up and started to get dressed. “I swear, it’s always something,” Carl said. \n\n\n “I don’t know what you’re complaining about, Dad!” Ted said, wobbling more. “You’re not a LITERAL asshole. God, it’s sweaty back here…”\n\n\n “At least you’re not a literal dick,” Rich said, throbbing and flopping around. \n\n\n “Would both of you please shut up and calm down!” Carl said. “I can’t get dressed with you flopping and moving around. Rich, settle down and soften so I can get my pants on. Otherwise I'm gonna have to relieve myself.” Both of them then quieted down and quit moving, Rich slowly softening as Carl got dressed. Once he finished, he gathered up the other clothes and started to storm out the door.\n\n\n “Please come again,” Wormwood said, smiling, “Or recommend me to your friends. Always happy to be bringing families closer together.” He then chuckled wickedly, a pair of horns flaming into existence as he shut the door, leaving the new family to their fate.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"It was a warm June afternoon in the city center as a yellow cab drove through the city. In the back of it was a man by the name of Carl. He was an older man of 55, with a somewhat typical dad bod: Slight beer gut, a flabby build, with thinning hair and a thick mustache. As he rode in the cab, he pulled out his phone to check on some messages from his two sons. He had been estranged from them for some time. His first son, Richard - or Rich as he liked to be called - was now 28 and had a falling out with him after graduating from high school. His other son, Ted, now 27, also had a falling out during his sophomore year of college. He had tried for years to re-establish his relationship with them, but failed again and again. But now, he had finally found something that they would at least agree to show up to: Family Therapy.
The cab Carl was taking finally pulled up to his destination. It was a tall office building in the center of the downtown district, home to many businesses that were either just starting out or only needed a small space to function. It housed many things from tech startups to psychologists. Carl thanked the driver and paid his fare before heading inside. There was a small bustle of people coming and going, all busy and concerned with themselves. Carl wove his way through and up to the receptionist to get directions.
“Hi there,” Carl said, smiling at the young girl. “I’m here to see Dr. Wormwood. Can you direct me to his office?”
“Oh yes, he’ll be on the sixth floor, room Sixty-six,” she said in return. “Would you like me to ring them to let them know you’re on your way?”
“Yes please,” Carl said, nodding. “I'm expecting two others to show up soon as well.”
“Very well, I’ll let them know. The elevators are just down the hall to the left,” she said, directing him that way.
Carl thanked the girl and headed on his way. After a short elevator ride, he arrived at the sixth floor and began looking for the office. After a brief walk, he found it. Office Sixty-six. There was a small plaque on the door that read: “Dr. Wormwood, PHD. Family Therapist.”
Carl opened the office door and stepped inside. Small was a bit of an understatement. Inside there was a small receptionist desk, Off to the side was the therapist office, a two seater couch, small armchair, and a small coffee table, with barely enough room to walk around it all. He made his way over to the desk and began speaking with the secretary.
“Hi there,” he said. “My name is Carl Weatherson, I’m here for a 2 o’clock with Dr. Wormwood.”
“Yes, I have you right here. Weatherson plus two. Just take a seat and the doctor will call you in soon,” she said, motioning over to the seats. Carl thanked her and went over to sit on the armchair.
Fifteen minutes later, his son Ted walked in. As he saw his father, he gave a scowl and went to sit as far away from him as possible on the couch. Shortly after that, Rich walked in and took the last seat. The pair then pulled out their phones and began to scroll, ignoring their father. Carl went to say something, but stopped himself, thinking it better to wait.
Not long after, the doctor finally walked through the door. “Oh, goodness. Please excuse my tardiness,” he said, smiling. “I was dealing with a rather disgruntled chap. Not to worry, though. It was dealt with and I sent the poor fellow on his way.” As he finished, a dog was heard barking and yelping loudly. The doctor then clapped his hands and motioned to the room. “Now, if you’ll please step inside, we’ll get things started.”
The three men got up and headed into the room. Carl hung back a little to let his sons go first. Once all of them were inside, Dr. Wormwood closed the door. The office itself was much bigger than the waiting room, sporting a large ornate Yew desk, a large three-person couch, and another arm chair. Dr. Wormwood took a seat in the chair as the three men sat together on the couch. The sons then both looked away from their father as the doctor gathered his pen and paper.
“Now, tell me what brings you here today,” he said as he opened his fountain pen to write. Carl then began to talk about how distant his two sons had been with him over the past few years. He went on to explain that he knew that they had some arguments in the past, even going into detail about some of the more intense arguments. He then admitted that maybe he wasn’t the best father, but he had tried to make amends on many occasions. He then questioned how he as a father deserved to be treated the way that he was by the two men he had worked so hard to raise.
“I see, I see. Now…Richard, was it?” Dr. Wormwood asked, looking down at his notes.
“It’s just Rich,” Rich said, shooting a hard glance back at the doctor.
“Of course, Rich,” Wormwood said, getting ready to take more notes. “Your father has said some interesting things about you and your lives.I would like to hear your side of things next.”
“Hmph, you don’t know the half of it,” Rich said. He then began to go into detail about how uptight and restrictive his father was. He went on to describe in even greater detail about all the arguments they had, even the one that caused him to leave home just after his high school graduation. He ended by saying that while he had to accept him as his father, he didn’t have to get along with him.
“I see, I see. Now Ted, what do you have to say about this?” Wormwood said, looking over at him. Ted also scoffed and went on to tell basically the same thing. He added his version of events about his falling out with his father in college. Wormwood nodded along and took notes. He then set down his notepad and closed his eyes, putting his hands together flat under his nose.
“Alright. I’d like to try something to help you get closer together. Carl, if you would come with me back out to the waiting room,” Wormwood said, standing and motioning toward the door. Carl then got up and headed back out to the waiting room with Wormwood following after. Carl noticed the secretary was gone as Wormwood closed the door.
“Alright, Carl, let me explain my idea to help you and your sons. What you need is to get closer to them. And to do that, you need to get back to basics, back to nature, as it were. Go ahead and get undressed,” Wormwood said, motioning to Carl’s clothes.
“Wait, what,” Carl said, taken aback a little.
“Get undressed, completely,” Wormwood said, crossing his arms. “To get back to basics, you need to be one with each other, and to do that, you need to shed all barriers to any connection. That includes your clothes.”
Carl blushed a bit but started to undress. Shirt, pants, even his underwear. His full hairy dad body was now on full display for all to see. He blushed more and covered his crotch. Wormwood nodded and looked over his body.
“Alright, now just one more chance to make this all work,” he said. Carl then watched as the doctor held up his hand. Slowly, a glow formed around the doctor's hand. Carl blushed as he felt a warmth around his crotch and ass. He then felt a weird tingling. He looked down and watched as his cock and balls began to slowly fade away, leaving nothing but a smooth blank surface. He then looked back at his ass. He blushed as he found that his once fat ass was now nothing but a smooth, flat, featureless surface.
“What in the hell is going on,” Carl said, beginning to panic and reaching down to rub his now Ken doll-like body.
“Oh, yes,” Wormwood said, putting his hands behind his back. “I suppose I should have mentioned, I’m somewhat of a demonic therapist. I do apologize for the sudden reveal like this, but I thought it would help.”
“Why in the world did you take away my cock and ass,” Carl said, getting a little angry.
“I don’t want anything awkward to happen during our next step here. Wait here while I go get your sons ready,” he said, stepping back into the office. Carl blushed and waited, soon hearing a lot of shouting and “hell no’s” as Wormwood explained what was happening. It took another 10 minutes before the door opened and Wormwood motioned for Carl to come back inside. As soon as he walked in he noticed that his sons were also naked. Wormwood smiled and clasped his hands together.
“Alright, I’m glad you all could come to an agreement on this.” Wormwood said. “Now, for this exercise, it’s all about bringing down barriers and getting closer to each other. What I'd like for you to do is embrace each other in hugs.” The tree of them blushed and slowly moved over to each other, arms extended and embraced in a group hug. Wormwood shook his head and waved his hands. “No, no, not like that. Like this,” he said, repositioning them. He moved Rich to the front with his back to his dad, putting Carl’s arms around him, and then moved Ted around to the back and put his arms around Carl. The trio blushed as they felt each other’s skin press against each other. Wormwood smiled and stepped back as he watched the three naked men blush.
“Perfect. Now just stay there and let the magic happen," Wormwood said, his face starting to contort into a wicked smile. He then raised both his hands as they started to glow with a strange red aura. All three men began to feel their bodies tingle and warm. They all looked around and went to move, only to find that they were now stuck in place and to each other.
“What in the world is going on??” Carl asked, struggling against his sons.
“I told you, I'm helping to bring you all closer together,” Wormwood said. He then moved his hands toward Ted and moved them like he was pressing on and molding something. Ted felt a pressure all over his body. He struggled and grunted as he began to see his body start to compress down. He went to scream, only to have his voice catch in his throat. He thrashed around, his movements getting less active as his body began to fuse to his father’s. His mass shifted and rounded out, bone dissolving and both muscle and organs shifting and changing into ass fat and muscle. Ted looked around wildly as he shifted down and his cheeks swelled out, becoming his father’s new ass cheeks. He finally found his voice and let out a yell. As he did, his mouth began to shift, lips becoming a tight sphincter. His words shifted and became incomprehensible pbbts and pffts as hot gas began to spew from his mouth. Before long, all that was left of Ted was a huge lump of dad bod ass fat. He was still aware and alive there, but for now couldn’t talk or see. He wiggled and shook as Wormwood looked on in amusement.
“Perfect shape,” he said to Carl, “Just the same as the one you had before.” Carl looked back in shock as his youngest son was now his ass. Before he could do anything more, he felt a tingling on his crotch. Rich felt the same as he looked back. He and Carl tried to push away from each other, only to find themselves now frozen. Rich looked back as he watched his ass fusing to his father’s crotch. They both grunted and struggled, trying in vain to get apart. Rich felt his legs bend and pull upward toward his torso. They then began to shrink down and sag a little as the insides reshaped into two new testicles. Rich shivered and looked on in confusion as his arms were next to follow. They began to recede into his body, slowly disappearing until his body was nothing but a torso and head. Rich gagged as he felt something begin to slither upward through his body. After a few seconds, he burped and spit out a glob of white cum. He and Carl blushed and gagged a little as they saw that. Rich then felt his body begin to soften. It rounded out as his bones and organs shifted inside into more muscle of his father’s penis. Before long, Rich blushed as he felt his head get forced upward. It then began to fuse with the rest of his body. His mouth forced itself open as his teeth disappeared. His face then began to swell, all features melting together into a large mound of flesh. Soon all that was left of Rich was a giant throbbing penis being held by his father. It didn’t last long, though, as Rich began to shrink down, becoming the same average size penis his father once had. They sat there, still rock hard and throbbing as Carl looked in in shock.
“There we are,” Wormwood said, lowering his hand and smiling, “Now you three will be a lot closer to each other than you ever were before.”
“What in the hell is this?!” Carl asked, shouting angrily. “I wanted a closer relationship with my sons! Not have them be part of my body!”
“But I have brought you closer together,” Wormwood said, sitting back down in his chair. “What closer bond and relationship could there be then the bond of the body?”
“What…I don’t…I just…THEY CAN’T EVEN TALK!” Carl shouted, throwing up his hands.
“Oooh, right, I always forget that part,” Wormwood said. He then raised his hand and let it glow. All three of them then felt another tingling. Rich then gained control of the urethra and Ted gained full control of the anus. Both of them let out a quiet gas as the holes began to move around.
“What happened?” Ted’s voice said, coming from his father’s ass. “Where am I? I can’t see.”
“I can’t see either,” Rich said. “Where are we?”
“Well, boys,” Wormwood said, smiling and leaning back in his chair, “ I’m pleased to say you’ll be together with your father for a good long time now.”
“Wait,” Ted started to say, “What do you mean…are we…”
“Are we part of our dad’s body??” Rich said, a slight red tint forming around the urethra.
“Yes, yes you are,” Wormwood said.
The group then all erupted in anger and frustration. All at once, they shouted at the doctor. Rich flopped around, spewing cum now and then. Ted wobbled around and clapped, his speech getting interrupted by random pffts and pbbts as more gas came out. Carl just continued to point and accuse, saying that he would sue him for malpractice or, worse, have him arrested. Wormwood listened to it all, smiling and giggling. Once they had all stopped, he stood up and walked to the door. “Well, I do encourage you to try, but good luck finding a lawyer that will believe you. For today, however, our session has reached its time.” He opened the door. “If you’re not happy with my services, I can recommend you to another.”
Carl looked at him angrily as he stormed out to the waiting room where he had left his clothes. He then leaned down to gather them up and started to get dressed. “I swear, it’s always something,” Carl said.
“I don’t know what you’re complaining about, Dad!” Ted said, wobbling more. “You’re not a LITERAL asshole. God, it’s sweaty back here…”
“At least you’re not a literal dick,” Rich said, throbbing and flopping around.
“Would both of you please shut up and calm down!” Carl said. “I can’t get dressed with you flopping and moving around. Rich, settle down and soften so I can get my pants on. Otherwise I'm gonna have to relieve myself.” Both of them then quieted down and quit moving, Rich slowly softening as Carl got dressed. Once he finished, he gathered up the other clothes and started to storm out the door.
“Please come again,” Wormwood said, smiling, “Or recommend me to your friends. Always happy to be bringing families closer together.” He then chuckled wickedly, a pair of horns flaming into existence as he shut the door, leaving the new family to their fate.","pools_count":0,"title":"Family Therapy","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/plain","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"162"}