Warlock's Prize


Aidan slowly drank his glass of wine as he thought about the implications of his cursed existence. 

Not only was he a curvy black woman, but he had to deal with his voyeuristic and creepy neighbor who used to be his own mom along with the fact that his dad was being possessed by a very vindictive warlock who demanded obedience from him. A loving wife who would fuck and suck whenever her hubby demanded it. A loving wife who used to be a teenage guy. 

"Morning, hon." A familiar voice said as the Warlock went behind Aidan and gave his ass a squeeze, "Looking great as always." He continued as his breath trailed hotly against his victims skin. "Same to you, big boy." Aidan replied back on autopilot, "You need anything? Or are you just checking the goods?" Aidan asked with a wink. The Warlock for all his malice couldn't help but laugh as he felt the boys will diminishing. 

It was easy turning his whole family life upside down, but the true prize was turning Aidan from a rebellious little shit into the perfect docile and obedient wife. "Oh. Just making sure my bitch knows her place in this family unit. Your mother thought she could fight me until I changed her into a nerd with a barely functioning cock and a hard on for you. You on the other hand know the price for disobedience." The Warlock reminded him as he took Aidan's face and turned it over. 

"Yes, Master. I won't fight you. I love you and your big juicy cock." Aidan found himself saying as the Warlock kissed him deeply. He hated the bastard, but his magic was too strong and he was too powerful to beat on fair terms. Even worse was that despite all of this, he couldn't wait to get fucked again or to suck on his masters cock like an obedient wife. Horrified by this but unable to do anything substantial; he let his body betray his mind once more. 

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