- Ouija board -Up here in the north, nobody could see them. As odd as it would seem, Brian had recen

- Ouija board -Up here in the north, nobody could see them. As odd as it would seem, Brian had recently been growing bigger because of a curse that was lurched on him two weeks ago at his boyfriend’s. While ‘playing’ Ouija, a spirit had seemed to half possess Brian and make him develop a Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde complex. When Brian was in control of himself, he was the nice and soft caring boyfriend Mike always loved, but once the ghost took control of his host, usually by night, but not always the case, Brian seemed to grow just a little bit bigger every time. The possessed man would become aggressive and very sexual like some hormonal young man that had been sexually inactive for too long. Overtime, the once soft little Brian had turned into a towering 6’4” beast of a man with a body thick with hair and a dark beard covered half of his more rugged face. Mike understood while the growing beast in his boyfriend attempted raping him that the ghost was apparently son of a witch from a few centuries ago. Burned alive at the exact place where Mike’s house was nowadays. The ghost seemed to used magic to increase his dominance and hold on Brian’s body, wanting to be the dominant bearer of the body, uncaring if he had to corrupt and morph the body to achieve his goals and needs. While the two lovebirds were taking a walk in the snowed prairie, and that their lovely eyes met, Brian’s tender smile contorted in maniac smirk.“Guess, we’re all alone, huh, little guy?” Brian’s said with his new raspier voice.“For God’s sake, leave him alone!” Mike shouted at the ghost.Brian shuddered and groped his crotch with one of his large bare hands, looking at Mike with perverted lust.“This body feels so odd.” Brian mumbled, rolling his shoulders until a loud snap made it sound like he’s just broken a bone. In fact, he didn’t but had spread a bit wider, the opened vest helping the expansion of Brian’s shoulders and back.The spirit looked down past the small bit of a gut he’s accidentally forced upon Brian’s once lithe body in due to its corruptive magic influence. The tight crotch of the jeans was already bulging with his thicker erection.“I’m heading back to the cottage.” Mike said and turned away from the possessed man. It had happened so many times by now that Mike just knew there was nothing to do but wait for Brian to take over again.“No! Stay… just… there!” Brian commanded, his voice twisting and deepening under the ghost’s magic.Mike turned his gaze toward his boyfriend and almost immediately stepped back in fear as his eyes had turned a bright fury red. The hands firmly groping and toying with the bulge in the pants pulled out a massive and intensely dripping cock from the jean’s fly. Both hands jacked the big 11” cock off, making it thicken and grow to monstrous proportions while the ghost’s magic seeped out of him at an unusual pace. The man stretched even taller, jeans lifting up and showing the bottom of his calves while the corruptive energy made his small belly surge a little bigger, softer but definitely rounder.“Stop that! Oh God! My Brian! Stop it, you asshole!” Mike rushed back at the growing monster in front of him. “You are ruining him!” He cried.“I… don’t… care…” the beast retorted, obviously aroused. “Just… give me… the body…” The hatred ghost said with revenge.A intense splatter of thick warm cum exploded all over Mike, projecting him in a pile of snow under the wicked laugh of the cursed man. After a full minute of cumming, the laughs ebbed down and Brian regained consciousness, running toward Mike in attempt to help his boyfriend stand up from the snow.“I’m so sorry, Mike!” Brian cried.“It’s not your fault. I think we should head back to the cottage. It’s getting dark.”“What should we do? We can’t keep on like this…”“No.” Mike thought for a while and said: “We’ll take that damn board out of that box again and we’ll try it again until we expel it from your body.”“What? Why? What if we summon another spirit into you this time?”Mike didn’t answer. First of all, what he wanted most was a hot chocolate in front of the fireplace. -- source link

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