Chapter 4: The Moon. “Igneous? Everything alright?” The boy had taken shelter in the comfort of his room, curled up in a little naked ball under the sheets of his bed. He was surprised to hear his father’s voice; it wasn’t often that the old man paid him a visit. Iggy wasn’t quite sure why, until he thought about it for a moment. Shit. He’d left another huge gash in the wall outside the training chamber right before he left. Adonis was coming in to chastise him or something. That was the last thing he needed. “Go away.” Tears welled up in his chest. “I’ll pay for the wall later.” “Huh? No, this isn’t about that. I don’t care about the wall.” The demon frowned and pulled the sheets up to cover his recently-flattened chest. What could Adonis possibly want, then? “Come in,” he sighed. In came Adonis, who had to stoop somewhat to fit his massive frame through the doorway. His cubic head rotated in the air as he scanned the room, taking note of some of the things scattered aimlessly on the floor, including a couple of horse-sized dildos that Iggy had evidently forgotten to put away. Adonis did his best to ignore those, stepping over them as he made his way to Iggy’s bed. The boy covered himself more as his father approached. “Hey. I heard some news from your siblings. Something about you getting beat up or something like that. Is that true?” “No,” hissed Igneous. Adonis remained silent. Instead, he reached out his hand and laid it atop Iggy’s head, gently rotating the boy’s skull until he saw a bruise on the back of his head, hidden beneath his fur. The demon glared at his father, embarrassed that he had been so easy to read. “It was just a fight. Happens all the time.” “Happens all the time? Boy - is it boy? May I call you that?” “Mmmm.” Igneous responded by dropping the sheets, showing off his little nipples and his flat chest. He let the evidence speak for itself. “Right,” huffed Adonis. He took a seat on the bed. “Did I never teach you how to stand up for yourself?” “Doesn’t change the fact that I’ll never be as strong as you.” “Then you shouldn’t go around picking fights with higher demons. I’ve told you this.” “Whatever. You can’t tell me what to do.” Iggy settled back onto the mattress, tucking his knees tight to his chest. “I’m only telling you this for your own safety. Because I care about you.” Adonis put a gentle hand on his son’s shoulder. “Who did this to you?” “I don’t want to talk about it,” the little demon grumbled. Why did he care? Daddy clearly had better things to do than to go out and beat up his distant cousins for his least favorite son. Iggy could pick his own fights. “Alright, then.” Adonis slid his hand up Iggy’s neck and then ran his hands through the boy’s hair, stroking his long, floppy ears on the way down. “Well, when you feel ready, I’m here. Okay?” The words resonated in Iggy’s ears; a promise that sounded unusually authentic. Then again, daddy was never one to lie. And, when he felt Adonis’s claws running down his ears, he couldn’t help but settle into his touch, if only for a moment. The tight ball of despair he’d curled himself into loosened somewhat. “Okay,” he whispered. He gave a slight nod, taking notice of the way his father scratched him behind the ears. “Daddy, about this morning…” Adonis tensed up, snatching his claws away from Iggy’s ears in an instant. “We will not be discussing the events of this morning.” “I - Daddy, wait!” Iggy sat up, allowing the blanket to drift into his lap and inadvertently exposing his slim torso to his father all at once...including the boner that poked through the sheets. The sight of that was enough to send Adonis scrambling out of the room, evidently not ready to accept the reality of the events of that morning, Fuck! Iggy had no idea how he’d managed to fuck that up. He wanted to apologize for fucking up the wall, but somehow it came out wrong. Probably because he was horny. The demon growled, irritated with himself for being so dumb. First, he’d followed Argon right into his private booth, and then… Something suddenly struck him. He recognized the smell that had brought him to Argon - Igneous always knew it to be daddy’s cologne. The smell of Imp’s Ass pheromone was almost identical to the distinctive musk of his father. It didn’t take a genius to put two and two together. Daddy was using a pheromone to make Igneous attracted to him! What a vile old man, Iggy thought. He couldn’t imagine how perverted a man would have to be to do that to his own son. But, now he was aware, and he supposed that his little encounter with Argon had a payoff after all. But he couldn’t be sure until he had evidence. Night had fallen. Most of Igneous’s kin had gone to bed, save for the night owls and the ones that were rarely home anyway. It was around this time that daddy checked in for the night, and it was the perfect time for Igneous to make his move. He needed answers, and he needed them quickly. But, as he pressed a couple of his ears to the surface of the door that led into daddy’s bedroom, Igneous was disappointed to find that he and mother were doing the opposite of sleeping. No, they were fucking. Slapping sounds and sing-song moaning were clearly audible on the other side of the door. The sound of Dev getting her fucking cheeks clapped. Igneous could easily visualize his perverted father bending over her, pushing his two-pronged cock deep inside of her body… Christ. He needed to focus. The sensible thing to do was to leave and come back later, but...they could be at this for hours. It could be ages before he got an opportunity. He needed confirmation now. Plus, he figured there was no shame in seeing his father’s delicious, forked cock again… Igneous struggled to crack the heavy door open, and then he crept into the room as quietly as a mouse. He’d deliberately made himself smaller in order to be less conspicuous. While there was a limit to how small he could make himself (his skin got tighter the more he shrunk, as he was essentially just making himself more dense), he was small enough now that he could easily sneak inside. Daddy kept all his stuff in an arcane lockbox underneath the bed. Luckily, Iggy knew the code. The real challenge was getting in quietly, finding what he needed, and getting out. “Haaah...Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, OH! Hooohn, daddy…” Igneous grit his teeth. The sound of his mother getting pounded was as clear as day inside the room. Iggy could hear the wet, sticky sounds her pussy made when Adonis forced his split tendril inside, and Igneous recognized the squishing noise her asshole made when Adonis fucked her fat, juicy butt. Both of these sounds were a bit different, and both of them were happening at the same time. The boy knew that his mother was getting both of her holes widened - as if they didn’t make that clear on their own. “Oh! Ohh, ohh, OOHH! Oh, wait! Daddy, fuck, I’m….Oh!” “Yeah, Dev? Mmm, that’s right, good girl…” The low, salacious growls that rumbled in Adonis’s throat made Igneous hard instantly. Iggy never got to hear him talk like that. It was hard to take the man’s gentle demeanor and fatherly compassion seriously when Igneous knew what kind of lover he was. It was Iggy’s firm opinion that people were their true selves when they were getting fucked. Based on that, Igneous was certain that daddy was a horny old fuck. “Mmmmmm...Higher. Don’t make me spank you. Raise your ass up.” “Mmmf...oh, daddy, i’m...Oooh! D-daddy, I'm t-tired…” The swift smack that followed echoed throughout the room, and Iggy’s cock twitched. For a moment, he considered staying, just to jack off. Just to have the satisfaction of cumming on the floor under daddy’s bed. But he had business to take care of; he needed to complete his objective and leave. He had other ways of getting off. Igneous was finally under the bed, and he found it obnoxious how it creaked endlessly above his head. It was ridiculous how hard they fucked, and even more preposterous how frequently they did it. Did daddy not get bored of this woman? Surely he wanted someone else every once in a while! Someone short, with a fat ass and a pair of long, droopy ears… Focus. Igneous found the lockbox and began to input the code; he’d seen his father do it several times and he figured that he had it memorized now. He’d never managed to see what was in here, so to finally have a look at its contents was exciting. Almost more exciting than whatever was happening above him. “OoooOOOHH! Ah, put a baby inside me! Please, daddy, I want another baby!” “Yeah? You want daddy to knock you up again? Is that...ungh, what you want, Dev?” “Yes! Yes, please, oh fuck!” Precum soaked Igneous’s shorts. He needed to finish the job, and quickly. Finally, the lockbox popped open with a quiet click. Igneous immediately leapt upon it, peering inside with an insatiable greed for knowledge. Igneous found many things inside. None of them were Imp’s Ass. Instead, Igneous found...a binder. Huh? It was a three ring binder made of flesh and cast iron. An archaic and accursed thing; by the looks of it, it dated back thousands of years. Iggy had never seen it before. He flipped open the cover to find that it was filled, front to back, with photos of all 100 of Igneous’s siblings, in varying amounts and qualities. Each kid had at least one picture in the catalog, though some, such as Magifus, who had a whole page. It was clear that Adonis did have some favorite kids. Igneous was curious to see who the old man’s favorite was, out of them all. He continued to flip. Page by page, Igneous scanned dozens of pictures, taking a moment to spit on a couple of them. He kept flipping until he found it. His picture. However, much to his surprise, there was more than one. In fact, there was an entire page. No, there were… Multiple pages… Pictures of him just being...him. Pictures of him in cute outfits. Snapshots of his most embarrassing phases. Pieces of his life he’d long forgotten. As he flipped, he got older, but the tone of the pictures took an unusual turn. At around the age of seventeen, the pictures became more mundane. There were several images of him just...bending over. Or him in a swimsuit. There were normal ones scattered in, but an increasingly large amount of pictures were just pictures of Iggy bending over or walking around in public dressed like a whore. The final page of Iggy’s section had been rather unceremoniously ripped out. There was no telling where it was, but Iggy could predict what sort of stuff was on it. Iggy closed the binder and set it back in the box. So, there was a strong possibility that his father had the hots for him. Iggy burst into the room of sibling #54 with gritted teeth. He was...horny. Even a blind observer could probably smell the precum soaking through his tight black shorts, which is probably what notified Emitt to his presence. She looked up at him as he entered, though it was hard to tell under the curtain of her bangs. She was petite and curvy like Dev, but her features were not nearly as dramatic as Iggy’s; the girl wasn’t exactly a shapeshifter. She was bundled up in a sweater and yoga pants as she curled up in bed, but as Igneous approached, she curled up into an even tighter ball, breathing heavily into her pillow. “Iggy,” she whispered, her voice muffled by the linens. “Hush, Emitt.” Iggy’s teeth curled into a grin as he mounted the girl’s plush violet bed, climbing over a pile of blankets and stuffed animals to get to her. “You want to let me have some fun with you?” “Mmmmmmmm…” she mumbled, between hot, heavy breaths. She didn’t want to respond. He raised her blankets briefly, and then he tucked himself inside her cozy little bundle, raising his thick, meaty leg over the girl’s hips so he could straddle her. “I need you,” he breathed into her ear. “Be a good sister...” Emitt looked away and whispered something inaudible. But she couldn’t say much more before her brother pushed his tongue into her mouth. After a long day of denial, Igneous craved control. Luckily for him, Emitt was always willing to give it to him. She never fought, nor struggled, nor cried out for help. She just took it. Emitt didn’t say a word as she was aggressively tongue-kissed, merely breathing hard into her brother’s mouth as she felt his muscle glide across her teeth. She was slow to submit, but eventually she let Iggy have her tongue, pulling the long, wet thing into his mouth with a horny growl. “Haaah...Iggy,” she choked. “Quiet. Just let me kiss you…” Even though she’d had her brother’s tongue pushed down her throat many times, she didn’t think she’d ever get used to it. It was a hot, startling sensation that made her stomach flutter. She could sense Igneous’s excitement through the way that her throat was licked, and as he breathed hot excitement into her open mouth, she had no choice but to let him do what he wanted. A connecting line of saliva strung between their lips when he yanked his thick, wet muscle out of her mouth. Teeth were bared in her face, hovering hungrily over her open mouth. He clearly wanted more. Igneous parted Emitt’s hair, and he saw the wide, slightly terrified eyes hidden behind it. “Emitt…” he whispered. “You gonna do what I say?” Emitt nodded slowly. She’d never stopped him before; it was not like she could say no now. As weird as it was to have her brother routinely come in and do this, it...definitely was not an entirely unwelcome experience. Iggy had a big cock, and his shapeshifting abilities were remarkable. She’d never had sex with anyone else, so she was glad the experience was so varied. Igneous made her do something different every time he came in, forcing her far out of her comfort zone. Her jaw dropped when he grabbed her by the chin and sunk his teeth into her neck. Oh, God. The hickeys. Whenever Igneous did this to her, her skin ached for days, and she was so embarrassed about being marked so thoroughly that she wouldn’t leave her room until they all went away. Emitt felt the bruises form where Iggy dug his teeth in, and she dared not stop him, fearful that he might eat her alive if she were to deny him even an inch of her body. As his teeth dragged across her skin, and the boy sucked hungrily on her warm flesh, Emitt breathed a shaky sigh into the air. Her yoga pants were getting...hotter than usual. This always happened when Igneous paid her a ‘visit’, especially when he started to get rough with her. He left her covered in marks. Her sweater did little to deter him; his teeth dipped well below her shoulder line, and eventually he simply reached in and scooped her boobs right out of her sweater. He let out a hungry sigh as he dragged his tongue across them, capturing her nipples between his teeth in a single horny instant. His mouth glided across her boob until Iggy found the perfect spot, and he sucked away at her nipple until the sensation caused Emitt to quiver and arch her little back. Emitt dug her nails into Igneous’s shoulders, clinging to him for a semblance of comfort. He was so rough with her, and she wasn’t used to such a sudden, ferocious assault. He was a lot tougher than he looked, that was certain. Beneath all those curves was a frightening, horny creature that haunted her bedroom in the dead of night, and she didn’t have the willpower to fight him off. She shivered when she felt jagged teeth on her sensitive ear. “I’m all hot…” he purred. “I want you to make it better.” She could feel his bulge grinding against her belly, dripping precum all over her body. Igneous was insatiable this evening. She could feel his hunger in the way he rubbed his cock against her stomach. She watched him reposition himself, and she found that she couldn’t take her eyes away when he pulled his shorts down. His cock sprung from its prison, lined with long, soft barbs from base to pointed tip. She’d seen it before, but the sight of it always made her heart pound. She knew she was in trouble whenever that thing came out, and the look of delight on Igneous’s face when he unveiled it only confirmed her fears. He climbed on top of her again, but this time, he faced away from her, and he straddled her face, giving her an uninterrupted view of the underside of his cock, and, when he spread his fat ass, she also got an eyeful of his clean, puckered asshole. Before she could protest, Iggy was setting that fat ass on Emitt’s face, positioning his asshole directly on her little lips. “Lick, Emitt. Come on…” Emitt wrapped her arms around Iggy’s thighs, grateful that she didn’t need to breathe to survive. This was the first time he’d done this, and the strange, musky smell of Iggy’s boypussy was unlike anything Emitt had experienced before. She felt Igneous quiver as she opened her mouth, inciting tremors when she pressed her soft tongue against his butt. “Yeah….Good, you’re doing great...lick my butt, sis…” She eventually complied, burying her face in the boy’s fat ass in order to drag her tongue across his hole. The resulting shiver told her that she was already doing a good job, and so she did what felt natural, submitting her little tongue to her brother’s fat, jiggly ass. Spit coated the inside of Iggy’s asscrack as he was hesitantly eaten out, and he reached down and placed his claws on his sister’s thick boobs, grabbing and squeezing at them desperately as she ate his ass. Emitt had always been fond of the sheer weight of Igneous’s ass; she was impressed by his figure, always wondering so many different things about his anatomy in the off hours of the day. She’d never expected to be doing something like this with her mouth, but the unusual musky aroma of Iggy’s fat butt made it very nearly worth the effort. “Mmm. Stick your tongue out…” She was quick to obey, pushing her long tongue out and pressing it against the entrance of his boypussy. Much to the surprise of both the siblings, her tongue slipped inside with little resistance. Emitt’s eyes widened as her face was suddenly and furiously ridden, her tongue being forced all the way up Iggy’s hot, cavernous ass. Unbeknownst to her, Iggy’s recent rape had made his butt very loose, and his sister’s tongue glided inside with ease, running along the sensitive walls of his boypussy on its way in. “Ah...AHN! Oh, fuck, Emitt…” The boy finally began to moan, panting desperately under the intense sensations of his sister’s obediently-extended tongue. “Keep going...just a little more…” Emitt sunk her nails into her brother’s thighs, clutching them tight as the boy ground his thick asscheeks over her face. The sensation of his sharp claws on the surface of her nipples was a frightening (exciting) reminder that she had no power to defy him. Her tongue was his to use, at this point, and she could feel him riding it up and down, forcing more of her muscle into the hot, squishy tunnel of his butthole. “Oooh! Mmmm, Emitt….such a good girl…” She was relieved by his reaction when he pulled her tongue out. As she withdrew her tongue back into her mouth, she took a moment to rest and collect her thoughts. The inside of Iggy’s butt tasted like cock. This didn’t exactly surprise her, but it didn’t disappoint her, either. She didn’t mind the taste. She wasn’t sure, but when she started licking his butt and cleaning the inside surface of her brother’s ass again, she suspected that he’d begun to jack off. When she felt a drop of precum land on her clavicle, her suspicions were confirmed. Finally, the assault ceased. Igneous pulled himself off of her face, releasing her tongue in the process and allowing her a moment to breathe. She knew she wouldn’t get much of a break, though, because she could see the look on her brother’s face, and she knew that a wicked, red-faced grin like that meant only one thing. Her yoga pants were unceremoniously ripped off, exposing her pale and excited cunny to the air, and to the watchful eyes of her brother. Igneous took a deep breath as he knelt over her, panting like a dog on the edge of orgasm. Iggy was not leaving until he’d raped Emitt, and she knew it. She didn’t have to do anything, and there was no point in trying. Igneous grabbed her naked thighs and pushed them apart as wide as they would go, and then he nestled in between them, positioning his pelvis between her legs and pressing it up against her crotch. His barbed cock twitched and throbbed, dripping onto her belly button as he dragged it across her skin. Emitt tried her best to hide her face; she was acutely aware of how red she was, and how hard her heart was beating. Every time this happened, it all felt like one big haze. “Iggy…” she whispered. “Shh. Just let this happen.” He drew his penis across her clit, and voltage rattled its way up the girl’s spine, warning her of what was about to occur. Igneous’s barbed cock slipped right in, encountering little resistance as it glided through a wet, eager pussy. He treated Emitt to a single, full thrust, and when his crotch touched her clit, she grabbed her pillow and screamed into it, tearing it to shreds with a few desperate bites. “Let it out, Emitt...that’s it. You feel my cock in there, baby girl?” The girl nodded erratically. Oh, she could feel it alright. It was punching her insides. Nevertheless, Igneous continued. He fell over, pressing his flat chest against her warm boobs and pushing his stomach against hers as he forced another deep, passionate thrust into her body. “Oh, God, Emitt, I love you…ahn!” He moaned directly into Emitt’s ear, trying his hardest to keep quiet while buried several inches deep in his sister’s tight, innocent cunny. Every time he thrusted, she squeezed him, tensing up violently as she was used, and the pressure drove him crazy, “Iiiiiiggyyy….” “Haaaahn...Just a little longer...you can take it, come on…” “Nnn...Noooo,” she whispered. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to stop. Either way, Igneous ignored her, instead taking the time to give her another pounding. By now, Emitt had her legs wrapped around Igneous’s torso, and each thrust sent a shockwave straight to her brain. More uniquely, though, every time he pulled out, she was driven insane. Each barb scraped her walls when withdrawn, and several of them hit her g-spot on the way out. It was impossible not to enjoy this, even when he frightened her with his rough, abusive ways. They fucked for a while in missionary, their moans and squeaking cries slowly growing in volume as the pounding went from a slow, tender intrusion to a furious, rapid fuck. Emitt clung to her brother more desperately as the sex went on, begging him to slow down. In reality, all she wanted was comfort. Just a little. Luckily, he didn’t do much to stop her from clinging to him as he slammed his cock deep into her body. Eventually, he withdrew his penis completely, dragging his barbs across Emitt’s sensitive walls on the way out. She squealed into the pillow, trying her hardest not to make her arousal obvious. At the very least, she didn’t want to alert anyone nearby. Igneous slumped down beside her, and he rolled her over onto her side, lifting one of her legs up by the inside of her knee. With him pressed up close behind her, Igneous wrapped an arm around his sister and proceeded to penetrate her again, inciting both of them to moan aloud. “AaaAAAH! I-...Igneous…” “Sshshhh….Aaahhn….Emitt, let me...hah...let me kiss you…” She could just barely kiss him in this position, turning her head to the side to let her much bigger brother put his tongue in her mouth. She felt his claws sink into the meat of her leg, clutching the inside of her knee as he began thrusting again. She didn’t mind. She loved his kisses, and the way he handled her. He was a bad brother, but by god if he wasn’t a good lover. She would always cherish these moments she shared with Igneous, even when he raped her cunny until it was sore. She always felt dirty when he was done with her, but that was a small price to pay for his affections. “That’s it...good girl, Emitt….ffuck…” Igneous pulled on her leg, forcing her cunt to open a bit wider for the pointed tip of his cock. Emitt shut her eyes and whined as her brother treated her to another slow yet deliberate thrust. He knew to slow down when he was pulling out, and he knew to pump inside of her at a certain speed and a specific position, torturing his sweet little sister until her pleasure was too much to contain. Little squeaky moans escaped Emitt’s throat as she was subjected to another rough, hungry fucking at the hands of her big brother. With her naked leg raised high up in the air, there was little she could do to stop him from pushing his entire cock deep into her body. It was there, with her back nestled up against Igneous’s chest, that Emitt sat for a while, anxiously submitting to another ruthless, incestuous pounding. Her stomach fluttered when he held her, and her heart raced when he whispered vile things into her ear, all while her cunny was being brutalized. “F-fuck….you’re gonna...ahn...sit there and let your big brother do this to you, a-aren’t you?” She nodded. Not like she had much of a choice. “O-oh, God...Emitt, your cunny feels...so fucking good…” He punctuated this remark with a sudden, forceful thrust, his cock twitching with madness as it tasted the heat of her insides. Emitt sank her teeth into another pillow, ruining it with another bite mark. “Oh….f-fuck, Emitt, I’m cumming...let me cum inside you! HaaaAAH….Sit still so I can c-cum inside you!” The girl nodded, shutting her eyes tight as Igneous began to pick up the pace. She was fucked with reckless abandon, and she could feel his claws drawing blood as he sunk them into her little knee. She didn’t want him to stop. Not when they had come this far. So Emitt simply squeezed her pillow and let Igneous do what he had to do, and as the thrusting got faster, Emitt’s pathetic whimpers evolved into screams. She could barely contain her pleasure; even when she cried into the pillow, people outside could probably hear the sound of her pleasure. That is, if they could hear anything over the sounds of Iggy’s flesh colliding against hers. “O-oh, fuck….Emitt, i’m cumming….” “I-I-I’m...hah...cumming too,” she whispered. One final, brutal thrust, and it was over. A monstrous load of thick, sticky demon cum poured out over the inside of Emitt’s cunny. An ecstatic growl rolled in Iggy’s throat as he pumped his seed deep into his sister’s body, and Emitt shut her eyes, tensing up as she let the somewhat cold liquid flow into her body. Her insides were hot, making the cum feel cold by comparison. But Emitt didn’t mind. Her hormones were a mess, and she couldn’t even think properly. When Igneous was done pumping his cum into his little sister’s hot, demonic womb, he pulled his cock out and let it drip onto her violet sheets. It was done, and now he needed to rest. He imagined Emitt felt much the same way. She looked up at him as he stood up, a sad gleam in her eyes that shimmered in the darkness. He could tell she wanted him to stay - perhaps to comfort her - but he didn’t have that kind of time. He was more comfortable in his own bed, anyway. Still, Igneous knelt down and scratched Emitt behind the ears, inciting a little whimper from the back of her throat. “I’ll be back soon enough. Be a good sister for me, alright?” He let go of her ears, letting that statement speak for itself. She wasn’t allowed to tell anyone about this, and she knew it. With that, Igneous left Emitt alone.