================================ Chapter 4: The Moon. ================================ “Ignius? 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 just remembered that he left another huge gash in the wall outside the training chamber right before he left. And now Adonis was coming in to chastise him or something. That was the last thing he needed. “Go away.” Tears welled up in his eyes. “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 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 Ignius. 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.” Ignius responded by dropping the sheets, showing off 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 gently laid his enormous hand on Iggy’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 archdemon cousins for the sake of his least favorite son. Iggy could pick his own fights. “Alright, then.” Adonis slid his hand up Iggy’s neck and then ran his claws 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 strangely…authentic. Then again, daddy was never one to lie. And, when he felt Adonis’s claws running down his ears, he could feel his body settling into his touch, if only for a moment. The tight ball of despair he’d curled himself into loosened just a little. “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 that.” “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 lumbering out of the room - clearly, the archdemon was not ready to accept the reality of what had happened between the two of them. 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 distinctly remembered the scent that brought him to Argon in the first place. It smelled quite a lot like daddy. And, if the pheromone was designed to draw him in like that, then… Was Adonis using a pheromone to make Ignius 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 Ignius’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 Adonis disappeared into his chamber for the night, and it was the perfect time for Ignius 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, Ignius 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 audible on the other side of the door. The sound of Dev getting her fat fucking cheeks clapped. Ignius could easily visualize his perverted father bending over her, pushing that thick, 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, knowing his parents, it could be hours before they stopped having sex. And Iggy needed confirmation now. Plus, he figured there was no shame in seeing that fat cock one more time… The door to Adonis’s chamber weighed a few tons. The little demon struggled just to move it at all. But after a quick transformation, adding weight and muscle to his legs, he was able to force the door open just a crack. Then he shrunk his legs back down and crept into the room, as quiet 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, which was sealed tight with a rune code. 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…” Ignius 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 Ignius recognized the squishing noise her asshole made when Adonis fucked her in the ass. 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!” “Mmm, that’s right, good girl…” The deep, hungry growls that rumbled in Adonis’s chest made Iggy hard instantly. The little demon never got to hear his father talk like that. And it was hard to take the man’s gentle demeanor and fatherly compassion seriously when Ignius knew what a perverted freak he was in the bedroom. “Mmmmmm...Higher. Don’t make me spank you, little girl. Raise your ass up.” “Mmmf...oh, daddy, i’m...Oooh! D-daddy, I'm t-tired…” The swift smack that followed echoed well across the room, and Iggy’s cock twitched excitedly. 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. Besides - he had other ways of getting off. Ignius 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 ridiculous 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, pullable ears… Focus. Ignius 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!” “Oh, don’t worry, I will,” chuckled Adonis. “Mmm, fuck…you want to get pregnant again?” “Yes! Yes, please, oh fuck!” Precum soaked Ignius’s shorts. He needed to finish the job, and quickly. Finally, the lockbox popped open with a quiet click. Ignius immediately leapt upon it, peering inside with an insatiable greed for knowledge. Ignius found many things inside. None of them were Imp Ass. Instead, Ignius found...a book. Huh? It was an old book 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 Ignius’s siblings, in varying amounts and qualities. Each kid had at least one picture in the catalog; though some, such as Magifus, had a whole page to themselves. It was clear that Adonis did have some favorite kids. Ignius was curious to see who the old man’s favorite was, out of them all. He continued to flip. Page by page, Ignius scanned dozens of pictures, pausing 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 there was no shortage of pictures even then. Pictures of him eating, playing games, and getting into fights with Magifus. There was even a picture of him posing with Argon, back when they were still together. After that one, though, the tone of the pictures took an unusual turn. The pictures became more…provocative. Sneaky. There were several images of him just...bending over. Or him in a swimsuit. There were normal ones scattered in, sure, but an increasingly large amount of pictures were just shots 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, based on what he had seen so far, Iggy could probably guess what sort of stuff was on it. Ignius closed the book 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 of his presence before he even came through the door. She looked up at him as he entered, though it was hard to tell under the curtain of her bangs. She was plump and soft at the edges like Dev - their mother - but her features were not nearly as dramatic as Iggy’s. She had the signature ears and nose of a bat, and those features weren’t just for show - of all of Adonis’s young, her senses were some of the most finely-tuned. The young bat was bundled up in a sweater and yoga pants as she curled up in bed. As Ignius approached, though, she curled into a 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 purple 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, Ignius 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 viciously tongue-kissed. She just breathed 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 Ignius’s excitement by the way he licked her throat, and as he breathed hot excitement into her 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 neck. Teeth were bared in her face, hovering hungrily over her open mouth. He clearly wanted more. Ignius parted Emitt’s hair, and he saw the wide, anxious eyes hidden behind it. “Emitt…” he whispered. “You gonna do what I say?” The bat 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. The only other sibling she had sex with was Magifus, so she was glad for the variety that Iggy typically offered her. The young demon 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 Ignius did this to her, her skin ached for days, and she was so embarrassed about being marked like that that she wouldn’t leave her room for weeks. 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 did. As his teeth dragged across her skin, and the boy sucked hungrily on her warm neck, Emitt breathed a shaky sigh into the air. Her yoga pants were getting...hotter than usual. This always happened when Ignius 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 bite. His mouth glided across her boob until Iggy found the perfect spot, and he sucked at her nipple until Emitt started to quiver and arch her back. The bat dug her nails into Ignius’s shoulders, clinging to him for a semblance of comfort. He was so rough with her, and, at times, it was scary. Beneath all those curves was a frightening, horny creature that haunted her bedroom in the dead of night. One she lacked the willpower to resist. She shivered when she felt jagged teeth on her sensitive ear. “F-fuck, I’m horny…” he purred. “I need you to make it better.” She could feel his bulge grinding against her belly, dripping precum all over her body. Ignius was insatiable this evening. He was insatiable most nights, but tonight she could tell that he was very pent up. She could feel 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 free 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 Ignius’s face when he unveiled it only confirmed her fears. He climbed on top of her again. 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 set that fat ass on Emitt’s face, positioning his hole directly onto her 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 ass was unlike anything Emitt had experienced before. She felt her brother quiver as she opened her mouth and pressed her soft tongue against the entrance of his butt. “F-fuck….get in there…” She did exactly what he asked her to, burying her face in the boy’s fat ass in order to drag her tongue across his hole. The shiver that came after told her that she was already doing a good job. So she did what felt natural, and submitted her tongue to her brother’s fat, jiggly ass. Spit coated the inside of Iggy’s asscrack as he was eaten out. “O-Oh, fuck…good girl…” Iggy reached down and placed his claws on his sister’s fat tits, grabbing and squeezing them desperately as she ate his ass. And Emitt only ate him deeper with every squeeze. The bat had always been fond of the sheer weight of her brother’s ass; she was impressed by his figure, and she found herself wondering about his anatomy late at night. She never expected to be doing something like this with her mouth, but the musky aroma of Iggy’s asshole made it well worth the effort. “Mmm. Stick your tongue out…” Emitt was quick to obey, pushing her long tongue out and pressing it against the entrance of his boypussy. It slipped inside with no resistance, much to her surprise. “O-Oh, shit! Haahh…” Emitt’s eyes widened as her tongue was suddenly forced into her brother’s hot, cavernous ass. Being raped by Argon had made Iggy’s butt very loose, and his sister’s tongue glided inside easily, running hungrily along the sensitive walls of his insides. “Ah...AHN! Oh, fuck, Emitt…” The shapeshifter began to moan like a horny little girl, panting desperately as he rode his sister's face. “Keep going...just a little more…” Emitt sunk her claws into her brother’s thighs, clutching them tight as the boy ground his thick asscheeks into her face. The occasional prick of sharp claws on her nipples was a frightening reminder: she had no power to defy him, when he was seated on top of her like this. 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 body. “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 the inside surface of her brother’s ass again, she was pretty sure she could feel him stroking his cock. And when she felt a drop of precum land on her boob, her suspicions were confirmed. After a few minutes of that, Ignius finally pulled himself off of her face. Her tongue released from her brother’s ass, she took a moment to breathe heavily. 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. Ignius 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. Ignius 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 cock twitched and throbbed, dripping onto her belly button as he dragged his barbs 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. It was a blur every time this happened - a hot, heavy haze of lust and deeply-buried emotions. She never knew how her brother felt about her these days - only that he liked to use her body when it suited him. And she wasn’t sure how she felt about that - as much as she would enjoyed having agency over her body, she enjoyed being fucked even more. “Iggy…” she whispered. “Shh. Just sit still, girl...” He drew the tip of his cock across her clit, shooting a jolt up the girl’s spine to warn her of what was about to happen. A little push, and Ignius’s cock slipped right in, meeting with 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, huh?” The girl nodded erratically. Oh, she could feel it alright. It was punching her insides. But Ignius continued in spite of the pain that she seemed to be in. After all, with how wet she was, it was clear that she didn’t hate it that much. And soon he fell over her, pressing his flat chest against her fat tits, pushing his stomach against her chub as he forced another deep, passionate thrust into her body. “Oh, God, Emitt…so, fucking, tight!” He moaned directly into Emitt’s ear, trying his hardest to keep quiet while buried deep in his sister’s cunt. Every time he thrusted, she squeezed him, tensing up violently as she was used. The pressure was driving him to madness already - he knew how disgusting it was to be using his sister like this, but he didn’t care at all. “Iiiiiiggyyy….” “Haaaahn...Just a little longer...you can take it, come on…” “Nnn...Noooo,” she whispered. She wasn’t sure if she even wanted him to stop - maybe she was just saying it to get him to slow down. But either way, Ignius ignored her, pounding her faster to fuck her right open. It wasn’t long before Emitt locked her legs around Iggy’s torso, and each thrust sent a shockwave straight to her brain. All the barbs scraped her walls when he pulled his hips back, and it was too overwhelming to let him pull out all the way. Ultimately, it was impossible for her not to enjoy being fucked this way, They fucked for a while in missionary, their moans and high-pitched whines slowly growing in volume as the pounding went from a slow, tender fuck to a furious, rapid pounding. 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. But he didn’t want to give her any of that - he just wanted to slam his cock into her body. Eventually, he withdrew his dick completely, dragging his barbs across Emitt’s swollen walls on the way out. She squealed into the pillow, trying her hardest not to make a scene. If she was going to be raped like this, she, at the very least, didn’t want to let anyone know it was happening. Ignius slumped down beside her, and then 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, Ignius wrapped an arm around his sister and slipped his cock back inside again, causing them both to moan like horny young girls. “AaaAAAH! I-...Ignius…” “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 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 Ignius, even when he raped her cunt until it was sore. She always felt dirty when he was done with her, but that was a small price to pay for his affection. Anything to feel that kiss on her cheek - that sweet voice whispering in her sensitive ears. “That’s it...good girl, Emitt….ffuck…” Ignius pulled on her leg, forcing her cunt to open a bit wider for the tip of his cock. Emitt shut her eyes and whined as her brother treated her to another deep, slow thrust. He knew to slow down when he was pulling out - to control his speed, and angle his cock to torture his sweet little sister. He wanted to make her cry the way he did when he was treated this way. Little squeaky moans escaped Emitt’s throat as she was subjected to another rough, hungry fucking. With her naked leg raised high up in the air, there was little she could do to stop him from forcing his entire cock inside. It was there, with her back nestled up against Ignius’s chest, that Emitt sat still, anxiously submitting to the vicious, incestuous pounding. Her stomach fluttered when he held her, and her heart raced when he whispered vile things into her ear. This was the place that she hated to be, and yet it was the place where she loved the most deeply. “F-fuck….you’re gonna...ahn...sit there and let your big brother do this to you, a-aren’t you?” She nodded desperately. As if she had a choice in the matter. “O-oh, God...Emitt, your pussy feels...so fucking good…” He punctuated this remark with another sudden 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…O-Oh, shit!! I’m…fucking CUMMING!!” The girl shut her eyes tight as Iggy 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 - not when she was about to soak the bed sheets with her cum. So Emitt just squeezed her pillow and let Ignius 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, she worried that people outside of the room might hear her. That is, if they could hear anything over the sounds of Iggy’s hips colliding against her ass. “O-oh, fuck….Emitt, i’m cumming….” 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 liquid flow into her body. Her hormones were a mess, and she couldn’t even think properly. She had lost count of how many times she came during that. When Ignius was done pumping his cum into his little sister’s boiling hot 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, Ignius knelt down and scratched Emitt behind the ears, drawing a sweet little whimper from the back of her throat. “I’ll be back, okay? Be a good sister for me.” He let go of her ears, and allowed that statement to speak for itself. Emitt wasn’t allowed to tell anyone about this, and she knew it. With that, Ignius left Emitt alone.