A fallen King ((D and JinxGrim))

[Dampylle]

The King was tossing and turning in the night, his sleep had been troubled for weeks if the royal physician was to be believed and there had even been talk that the powerful lord was somehow haunted. The truth however was something far more sinister. During his last trip abroad the noble king had come across a strange stone that shattered when he lay his hand upon it... though what he did not know at the time is that within the stone had been sealed a powerful demon. The troubled sleep was in all truth caused by the struggle between the king and the demon that wished to inhabit him and it was a battle the king had been slowing loosing.

Even now as he tossed and turned his dreams were filled with lurid images that he could scarcely have imagined before. He saw his buxom and beautiful daughter kneeling before him with her huge breasts heaving and her eyes glazed with lust as she eagerly worked a member that was several times larger than what the king himself remembered having... the beast she was lavishing attentions on was easily over a foot long and of such girth that the large sausages the cook sliced for meals would look a tad small beside it. In the dream the king smiled and roughly fed inch after inch to his daughter before bellowing as he filled her mouth and throat overflowing with thick seed and then covered her face and massive bosom snarling that his little slut should suck it all up.

What the physician did not tell anyone was that it was not simply fitful dreams that afflicted the king. The king had never been a frail man but as he had slept during these fitful nights he seemed to grow ever more powerful. When last the physician checked in on the King he had a powerfully muscled physique that would put even the strongest of his nights to shame, what the physician did not know though was that the king also now sported a massive example of manhood suited to fit his rapidly evolving body.

The kings eyes suddenly snapped open with a hellish glow, and even as the glow faded he could not help but growl in lust as he felt the beast between his muscular thighs swelling and stirring with intense need... the king wanted to slate his boundless lust and since the passing of his wife he found his thoughts now in the waking world turning towards his bosomy and sinfully tempting daughter.

 

[JinxGrimm]

The Princess had been worried for her father ever since he had returned from his trip. She was rarely allowed to meet with him, in fear some how she might become ill, too. But when she was, it didn't do a thing to soothe her worries. She could sense he was troubled, and it made her heart ache. Upon her last visit, she had given him a kiss on the forehead before departing, worried tears in her eyes. She would do anything to cure him from his fitful dreams. Little did she know what he was dreaming of.

She spent her days hurrying through all her duties as a princess. Proper training, her studies, all her beauty habits. When all these were tended to, she would go to the castle library and research on her own any cures for the mystery illness that effected her father. No luck so far. The young beauty was feeling forlorn as of late now, rarely a smile on her lips. She had already lost her mother, she didn't want to lose the only parent she had left.

Walking the cold halls to her bedchambers, her chamber maids met her there to prepare her for bed. They helped slip off her clothing and had a warm bath prepared. She'd sat there and soaked until the water became cold. Her brown locks were dried and put into a bun for the night. Her sweet nanny dried her face, telling her things would be okay soon. She wished to believe it. Slipping on her gown, the young lady dismissed her servants, then lay in bed, propped up on her pillows, her green eyes looking out the nearest window, out into the night sky. She sighed heavy, her thoughts making her worries even worse.

 

[Dampylle]

The Kings lusts were running rampant now in ways he could not control. He rose powerfully from the bed, his newly developed muscles rippling with the promise of power and endurance all to capable of ensuring his passions would be well sated. Swinging between his muscular thighs was a massive pillar of flesh that was fast approaching what he had seen in his dream... and that dream again came to the forefront of his mind as he could feel that monstrous cock he now had swelling further as he thought of ravishing his overly buxom daughter. His body exuded a musky and manly scent as he gave a low growl of passion and hunger. His eyes darted to the hall as he knew his daughter's room was not far off at all.

What no one yet knew was that over the last few weeks as his slept fitfully the demon within him had twisted his thoughts and urges. The demon was far to week from its long imprisonment to possess the noble King, but it could become a part of him and that is what was happening even now. The king found new lusts and urges to drive him and he knew he could have what he wanted. He let one powerful hand slide down to casually stroke his now immense royal rod with a wolfish smile.

He vaguely recalled the press of his daughters pouty lips to his forehead not long ago and suddenly had a very different idea for the use of those lips. He reached for his robe and dawned it, though it did little to hide his newly hulking form, and then slipped out into the halls. He moved with the grace and intent of a predator and made his way to the Princess' room. He opened her door and slipped inside noticing his beautiful daughter was not looking his way yet but was instead gazing out the window. He moved closer and then leaned down to whisper huskily into her ear, "Good evening Daughter, I have been thinking of you." he felt his mighty cock throb as he spoke and that musky masculine scent wafted off him to fill the princess nose.