Chapter 5: The Devil. Iggy awoke after a long slumber. The previous “day” had drained him of every ounce of energy he had in his body, and so it took far longer for him to regain his strength. What was more, his butt was still sore from his little encounter at the Impiimeretron. He had no desire to get up, and there was no reason to bother. Slowly, however, Igneous squirmed onto his hands and knees, and with a yawn, the demon arched his back, stretching out his body and awakening his latent shapeshifting abilities. As the blanket fell off and his asshole felt the open air, Igneous set to tightening it up, tediously lining his insides with the unique ridges and bumps that made him so popular with the boys. Then, he slumped back onto the mattress. There. At least his butt felt better, now. He had no plans to do anything today. He hadn’t managed to prove that Adonis had been chemically manipulating him, but he had evidence that strongly suggested that daddy was, at the very least, heavily attracted to him. He knew that he could get the old man to crack if he played his cards right - make him cave to his gross, perverted desires. Then, Igneous would have a position of complete control and influence. Of course, it wouldn’t be satisfying for Igneous to simply seduce him or trick him. No, he wanted daddy to make the decision. To fuck his son. To betray his wife. The idea was delicious to Iggy. To feel his father pour all of his fatherly love and parental virtue deep inside of his cunt. It made his spine tingle. What a horribly depraved thing for his father to do. Yeah... And now that he knew what daddy thought of him, he had a plan. Or, at least, the makings of one. There was no rush; Iggy was feeling lazy. There came a heavy knock at a poster-covered door. A deep voice sounded from within the room. “Who goes there?” “Igneous…” sighed the voice on the other side. The door opened, and the barely-clothed demon stepped into a dimly lit room, the darkness punctuated by deliberately-placed LED lights. A deep red glow washed over the body of a familiar sibling: Magifus. He was lazing about in bed much like Iggy was wont to do, a jagged grin spread across his face as he watched Iggy shut the door and lock it. “You got an appointment?” Igneous raised an eyebrow. “As in, a dick appointment?” Magifus nodded. “If you want to get dicked down you have to make an appointment in advance.” “I didn’t realize you fucked so many of your siblings that you needed a work schedule,” scoffed Iggy. “Oh, of course,” snickered the lounging demon. He swept the blanket away from his legs, revealing that he was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs as he stood up to pace the room. “I’ve got Lenia slotted in for a session in an hour, and then Gladron after that...and, who knows? Maybe Emitt will give me a call. That would certainly be a nice client to finish the day with, don’t you think? You seem like you’d know a thing or two about that subject.” The voluptuous demon winced; perhaps if he were human, he would feel the familiar sinking sensation of flustered dread. But for the most part, he was just embarrassed. “How much did you hear?” Iggy whispered. “Enough to know that if the girl’s womb wasn’t so piping hot, we’d already have a bunch of little inbred Iggies running around the castle.” He chuckled and slapped Igneous across the ass, prompting a high-pitched squeak from the tight confines of Iggy’s throat. “It pays to fuck a fire demon, huh Iggy?” “Please don’t tell anyone…” “You know I won’t.” He scratched his little brother behind the ears as a gesture of assurance. “What was she like?” “Warm…” whispered Igneous. He was already starting to twitch, his member growing excited by the presence of his big brother and the thought of Emitt’s squishy, plump body pressed helplessly underneath himself. “Yeah?” “I got her to eat my ass,” snickered Igneous. “Emitt? Really? I didn’t take her for the type…” “She’s kind of a dirty girl, Magifus…” Iggy giggled and shook his head. “Well, that is interesting.” The tall demon chuckled and took a seat on his bed, reclining lazily against the headboard once again. He picked a bottle of glowing, fizzy red liquid from the nightstand and poured it into his gaping maw without delay. Once he’d finished it, he turned his attention to Igneous to find his little brother sitting between his legs, staring hungrily at his crotch. “You still owe me a favor,” remarked Magifus. “For cleaning up all that sharpie?” “I remember.” The boy gulped and feigned annoyance. “You better not tell anyone about what you saw.” “I’ve got nothing to gain from doing so. You can rest easy. But if you ever wanna...you know, talk about it? I’m here.” Magifus tugged at Igneous’s thong with a single claw. “Now. Wanna show me your dick?” Iggy breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah..we can see if you got any bigger…” “Oh please. There’s no winning that war with you. Come on and show me your equipment.” With a devious snicker, Igneous slipped the thong off his legs and spread them wide, letting Magifus see the length of his penis. Magifus wasted no time in getting his claws on it, placing a single hand on his little brother’s dick and letting the barbs slip through his fingers as he treated the thick tool to a long, tedious stroke. Igneous breathed a needy little whine. It was hard to be subtle when he was getting his cock stroked like this, especially when he wasn’t sure what Magifus had in mind. There were a lot of ways that he could grant his older brother a favor for his good deed, but he was shocked to find that Magifus seemed to be the one servicing him. “Pretty-lookin’ dick,” growled Magifus. “Heh...thank you…” he chuckled. “Made it myself.” “Oh yeah?” He smiled and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his boxer briefs. “Well, this one’s all natural.” A thick, curvaceous cock bounced out of hiding, standing at attention for Igneous to see. It had all the characteristics of a good weapon: big, hot, and rigid, but just a little bit flexible. However, it curved rather sharply towards the ceiling, making it the only one of its kind that Igneous had ever really seen. The way it curved was perfect for hitting a prostate in missionary position, and, luckily, Igneous could form a sort of prostate by centralizing all of his sensitive pleasure nodes in one localized zone. However, it would seem that Magifus had other things in mind. Igneous watched as his older brother scooted closer to him. He spread his legs wide, drawing ever closer until the tips of their members made contact. “Isn’t this a little intimate?” teased Iggy. “Only if you look me in the eyes.” Magifus grabbed one of Iggy’s horns and pulled it downward, forcing Iggy to keep his eyes on the space between their legs where their dicks made contact. “There. Now it’s less personal.” “Hmph.” Igneous raised his legs up and put them over his big brother’s thighs, allowing them to draw even closer. Magifus’s cock throbbed against Iggy’s shaft and slipped in between two rows of flexible barbs. “Looks like you’re bigger, big bro…” “Come off it. You could be bigger if you wanted to and you know it.” “Is that what you want?” sneered Iggy. “No. I want you to make it longer and more flexible.” “Like a tentacle?” he inquired. “Yeah. But keep the barbs.” Igneous nodded, and he took a moment to focus, ignoring the warm dick bumping against his barbs for a moment and imagining something far more slippery and versatile. The result was a long, wriggling appendage, lined with soft barbs, and as it writhed eagerly against the meat of the other cock, Magifus grasped the base of his own dick and helped to coil the moist appendage all the way around his meat in a tight spiral. “That’s it. Wrap it up tight.” Once Iggy’s member was secure, he felt himself becoming in tune with the inner workings of Magifus’s tool; he could follow the pattern of heartbeats as the blood traveled to the tip of his cock, and the warmth was exquisite. They were both dripping precum in excess, and it had made their intertwined members into a slick mess. And that, Igneous imagined, was precisely what Magifus was hoping for. Igneous began sliding his coiled cock up and down the length of his brother’s weapon, polishing it with great care and reverence. He was careful to be sweet and polite with his motions; there was no point in making an enemy out of Magifus, powerful as he was. Not to mention, the stimulation was starting to make him antsy... Magifus was content to sit back and watch, mesmerized by the slick squirming and gentle strokes of his little brother’s appendage. “Fuck…” “Is this good, Magifus?” “Yeah, I'd say that’s perfect…” chuckled Magifus. “God damn, little man…Those barbs feel good…” “Mmm, you like ‘em?” Igneous stopped to drag a few of them across the tip of his brother’s dick, pressing them hard into the sensitive surface. “Feels good when your tip touches them…” “Mmm, fuck. Keep doing that, I'm gonna fetch us a toy…” The tall demon reached one of his arms into a drawer on the nightstand, and Igneous stopped briefly, curious to see what Magifus was bringing out. In Magifus’s hand was a jiggly, translucent purple cylinder. A moment of close inspection let Igneous know exactly what it was: it was one of those artificial vaginas made out of silicone - one that could be penetrated from both ends, if so desired. It was big enough to accommodate Magifus’s size. “You fuck that thing?” scoffed Igneous. He folded his arms, even while continuing to wrap his penis around his big brother’s member. “Gross. Probably has cum in it still.” “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fucking your big brother’s used fleshlight?” The truth of the statement wiped the smug grin off Igneous’s face. “Shut up,” he snarled, a shade of red filling his face. “Truthfully, I wash it after every use. Which is good, because it’s seen a lot of use.” He smiled and gripped it in his claws, eyeing their intertwined dicks with a hungry conviction. “But today it’s gonna please a guest.” Iggy’s eyes widened. “Huh? W-wait, I….haahh, God…” Perhaps the toy was a good size for Magifus, but with the additional girth of Iggy’s coiled appendage, the toy was stretched to its very limits. As Magifus slid the toy over their intertwined cocks, Igneous rocked his hips upwards to meet it. “Mmmm, fuck…” growled Magifus. “Just pretend it’s Emitt, Iggy…” “Oh, don’t say that... Mmmmfgh….” Igneous’s tentacle began to writhe violently, slithering along inside the passage of the toy, trapped between the hot surface of his big brother’s dick and the cool, slick insides of the gelatinous pussy. “Christ, that feels gooood…” “Yeah?” Magifus snickered and tightened his grip on the toy, beginning to drag it up and down their unified sex. “What if I do this?” “Mmmmgh!” Igneous arched his back, struggling to stay focused. “Oh, Emitt…” “There you go. Go ahead and say her name, she can’t hear you.” Igneous wasn’t thinking about Emitt. Well, he was, but not entirely. The sensation he felt at the moment was familiar to him. The tightness, the pressure, the contact...he could only think about that spanking he’d gotten the day before. The way daddy’s cock squeezed at his entrapped member - the blatant denial in his father’s voice as he felt the old man’s tendrils stroking the length of his member. This sensation was not unlike the way he felt on daddy’s lap that day, but it was missing a lot of things. Like a stinging pain on his ass. And the stern voice of his father. His squirming and throbbing was becoming more erratic - more desperate as Magifus stroked their cocks with more and more speed. Every inch of tendril felt the slickness of the gel, pressed firmly against his big brother’s cock with each tight pass. And, as Magifus’s claws squeezed the toy in his powerful grip, and the pressure grew unbearable, Igneous quickly lost sight of what was actually happening. “Mmmm...haaaahnnnnn….Oh, f-fuck...fuck!” “You like that?” growled Magifus. “You close, little man?” “Oh, God, YES! MmmmMMGH!! DA-” He froze. Oh, christ. He almost said it. “Hmmm? What was that?” Magifus grabbed Igneous by the horn and raised his head up, forcing him to make eye contact. “Look at me when I'm speaking to you!” Iggy’s spine tingled. Sometimes Magifus sounded...eerily like daddy… That was when his hips started to buck. He was on the edge now; his tendril throbbed with anticipation as it was violently massaged, pulsing and throbbing and twitching until, finally... “Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, OH!! Oooooohhh, FUCK! I’m fucking cumming!!!” ...He exploded all over the inside of the fleshlight, flooding it with hot, sticky cum. The warm gush of seed that spewed from his sibling’s member was enough to get Magifus over the edge. He followed suit shortly thereafter, grunting with twisted satisfaction as he fucked the cum-filled toy until he orgasmed. His seed glowed and shimmered in the darkness, decorating the inside of the toy as it all flushed in. For a while, Iggy sat there with his brother, aching and throbbing in the sticky, gooey tunnel they’d filled up. But, all good things had to come to an end eventually, and so Igneous slipped his cock out of the toy, cleaning it off thoroughly before carefully stuffing it back into his thong. “Do me a favor and suck mine clean before you leave,” snickered Magifus. “How about I bite it off instead?” “I know you’ve put worse things in your mouth,” he retorted. “Don’t act like you have any dignity.” “You’re a cunt.” Igneous bent over on all fours, arching his back as he knelt down to slurp the fluids off his brother’s crotch. It was covered in both Iggy and Magifus’s cum, but by the time Iggy was done polishing it off, there was nothing on Magifus’s cock but demon saliva. “Mmm. Thanks, little man. Now we’re even.” With one last chuckle, Magifus tucked his dick into his boxers and reclined against the headboard. “But if you want some more, give me a call.” Iggy scoffed and made his way out the door. “You wish. I’m out of here. Nasty-ass.” A single step outside brought Igneous face-to-face with the looming figure of his father - something he was not expecting. “What’s that all about?” he inquired. Igneous quickly fabricated a lie. “Magifus and I...play video games every now and then.” “I see. It’s good to see you bonding with some of your siblings for once.” Still, Adonis folded his arms as he regarded Igneous’s choice of outfit. “I don’t think you should be dressed like that around them, though.” “Why? What are they gonna do, daddy?” Igneous folded his arms and pouted as he looked up at his father. “Are they gonna grope me? Spank me, maybe?” “No, but -” “That’d be inappropriate, after all. Only my daddy is allowed to spank me, right?” He snarled at his dad, so fired-up and full of wicked thoughts from his recent dick appointment that he wanted to test his luck once again. “Really? You’re going to do this right now? You’re being disrespectful.” “Why are you looking down there, anyway? What’s so interesting about your son’s thong?” “Igneous, you’re missing the point,” growled the archdemon. “What about you, huh? You rarely even wear clothes.” “That’s because I don’t have hips wider than my shoulders,” he snapped. “You weren’t even born like that; you consciously chose to make them that big.” “Ooooohhhhh. So the truth comes out, huh?” Iggy hissed through his teeth, placing his claws upon the hips in question and gripping them tight as they suddenly and rapidly began to inflate. “So you hate the way I look? Is that it?” “Don’t put words in my mouth. You know that’s not what I meant.” “So what’s the truth, then? Are you ashamed of the way your son presents himself? Because this isn’t gonna change anytime soon. I’ll look however I damn well please.” His body continued to change and morph as he grew angrier, his ass getting bigger with each passing second, beginning to surpass that of his mother in terms of size. “Igneous, stop that immediately!” “Or what? Make me, daddy.”