


The Wilbraham Fungus

by SirSinn



Category: Erotic Horror
Published: 2014-02-06
Updated: 2014-06-24
Packaged: 2017-04-20 23:05:29
Chapters: 5
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/the-wilbraham-fungus-ch-01
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=1439524&page=submissions
Summary: <p>1. A strange fungus infects a doctor and her assistant.</p>
<p>2. Mia's father helps her handle her changes.</p>
<p>3. Kat's father changes; Mia finds a new recruit.</p>
<p>4. Kat and her father are in a whole heap of trouble.</p>
<p>5. The Lord of The Fungus sows his seed</p>
Erotica Tags: Big Tits, Erotic Horror, Fungus, Non-Human, Tentacle
Average Rating: 4.48





TABLE OF CONTENTS


The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 01

The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 02

The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 03

The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 04

The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 05




        The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 01


_This is filed under Erotic Horror because as it goes along, it'll feature
gruesome deaths and violence. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big
tits and big dicks like most of my stuff, along with non-human magical
creatures. If none of that is what you're after, don't bother continuing from
here.  
  
And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18._  
  
* * * * *  
  
"Fucking cataloguing," Dr Mia McAllister swore as she looked at the dusty
array of bottles, boxes and containers on the shelves in front of her. She was
a research scientist, god damn it, and shouldn't be concerned with what was a
thoroughly mundane task. But here she was, stuck in the basement of the
Wilbraham Academy and tasked with catching up on the years' old back log of
specimens.  
  
The basement door opened and Mia looked up, almost snarling at the sight of
her assistant Kat Denholm. It was her fault that they'd both be sent to the
basement and given this god forsaken job.  
  
"So good of you to join me," Mia said sarcastically.  
  
"I'm really sorry, Doctor," Kat said, hanging her head in shame as she
approached her boss.  
  
"Sorry doesn't get us out of doing this," Mia grumbled, indicating the row on
row of shelves. "If you'd thought about what you were doing before you posted
that picture, I could be getting on with more important things instead of
being stuck down here with you."  
  
Kat wanted to curl up into a ball and vanish rather than see the annoyed
expression on the doctor's face. "Sorry," she said again.  
  
"If you're that sorry, you can start cataloguing the ones at the far end," Mia
said, pointing to the back of the room.  
  
Kat picked up the spare clipboard and pen and shuffled off to the back of the
room.  
  
Just a week before, Kat had thought that finally, after six months of working
together, she and the doctor were actually becoming friends. One of the other
research scientists had invited Mia out to celebrate his birthday and, as
she'd been in the room at the time, he'd asked if Kat wanted to come along as
well. She'd refused at first but had agreed when Mia had insisted she come.  
  
Dr Mia McAllister was everything Kat wanted to be: she was incredibly smart,
having studied several sciences and gained her doctorate despite her
relatively young 22 years of age. She'd been fast tracked through university
and gained a prestigious job at the Wilbraham Academy.  
  
She was also stunning, her film star looks complimented by her slim figure
that was all graceful lines and smooth contours. It was like working with
Kiera Knightley, Kat had thought on more than one occasion, and she longed for
some of that glamour to rub off on her.  
  
Kat knew that she wasn't bad looking herself. She had a certain homely charm
that some men found attractive and had never found herself short of admirers
but, if she was honest, she wanted to be slimmer. Her boyfriends had used
phrases such as curvy, generously proportioned or big and beautiful. Several
unkind girls she'd know had simply called her fat or dumpy - - her breasts
were small but her belly and hips were large, much larger than she liked. She
dyed her hair electric blue in an effort to divert attention from her body.  
  
When Mia had asked her to accompany her on the night out, Kat had thought the
months of her working diligently for Mia were going to finally pay off. The
doctor had never been hostile but was always businesslike. Despite her looks
and figure, Kat didn't think she'd ever been out on a date - - she'd been
asked out plenty of times but simply wasn't interested in men or dating in
general. For her to insist on Kat's attendance was, to Kat's mind, proof that
Mia wanted to spend time with her.  
  
The night out had been fun, on the whole, though Mia had been less friendly
than Kat had hoped. By the end of the night, after a few more drinks than
perhaps was needed, Kat gave into the boys who pestered her to try and make
out with the Ice Queen as they called Mia. If she was honest, Kat did have a
small crush on the doctor so it wasn't too difficult to approach her and give
her a big kiss, startling Mia for a second, long enough for Kat to take a
selfie as the boys cheered.  
  
Fifteen seconds later and the picture was up on Facebook.  
  
One day later and the Academy's board were made aware of the photo.  
  
Two days later and both of them were called before the board to explain what
they called "inappropriate behaviour of professional staff." The punishment
for the offence was for both of them to lose a week's pay and to spend a week
in the basement cataloguing the old specimens.  
  
Kat was mortified. She'd lost the tentative friendship of Mia who now looked
at her with contempt and, rightly, blamed her for the predicament they were
in. On top of that, she was forced to work with her in this dark, dusty and
forgotten basement.  
  
Having no choice, Kat started working through the boxes and containers that
had been sent or donated to the Academy over the years and which mostly
contained useless ornaments or long decayed fruit or vegetables that someone
had thought might be interesting. The list on her clipboard grew as the day
wore on, stopping only to make a coffee - - Mia had made herself a drink
without offering Kat one.  
  
As she stood at the end of the room sipping at her drink, she looked at the
next box on her shelf. It was old, the cardboard scuffed on all the corners
and edges, the label on the front peeling off as the glue that had held it in
place deteriorated. A dark stain ran around the base of it, dark green at the
bottom fading into a rich red at the top.  
  
Kat put her coffee down and pulled the box from the shelf, grimacing at the
dust that came off it. She found herself smiling at the writing on the top
which tried to pin down the origin of the contents - - all the suggestions had
been crossed out by the writer of the one that followed it, starting with
MEXICO then BRAZIL, CONGO, EGYPT, INDIA and finally OUTER SPACE followed by
several question and exclamation marks.  
  
Intrigued, Kat opened the box. It was perhaps eight inches tall and half full
of what appeared to be a thick, reddish green fungus. There were two large
spheres resting on top of it, connected to the main body of the fungus by
thick, fibrous ropes. Despite its appearance, the contents of the box gave off
a pleasant scent that brought to mind freshly baked bread.  
  
Kat leaned forward, closing her eyes, and breathed in the scent, smiling as
she did so.  
  
A long rope of fungus leapt from the surface of the mass and wrapped around
her neck, squeezing tightly. Kat's eyes flew open as she grabbed at the
tentacle with both hands, trying to gasp for breath as the rope cut off her
breathing. Unable to move the rope from her throat, Kat felt herself growing
weaker and staggered into the table, her mug of coffee falling off and
shattering on the floor.  
  
"Denholm?" Mia called, appearing at the head of the corridor of shelves Kat
was working in. "Jesus! What the hell?" she cried as she caught sight of the
rope wrapped around Kat's neck. She ran over and held her assistant up, trying
to pull the fungus off her. Another thick coil grew from the fungus in the box
and shot out, wrapping itself around Mia's neck and squeezing tightly.  
  
She tried to take a breath, her fingers scrabbling at the dark green rope that
dug into her neck. The two women stared wide eyed at each other, both of them
still trying to get the ropes from around their necks. They became even more
scared as they watched the two spheres rise up from the box, the thick coils
connecting them to the fungus moving the balls forward until they hovered in
front of their faces.  
  
At the same instant the coils relaxed their grip, the balls split apart and a
cloud of spores puffed out. Mia and Kat breathed them in as they gasped for
breath, taking in huge lungfuls of air and the dry, tiny spores that the
fungus like substance blew at them.  
  
They coughed and gasped, looking at each other once more just as they slipped
into unconsciousness, falling senseless to the floor.  
  
* * * * *  
  
Dr McAllister woke slowly, coughing as she did, her throat dry and sore. As
she looked up, she noticed her assistant stirring, too, coughing as she did.
Around them, long trails of an ash like substance - - all that was left of the
fungus ropes - - lay over the floor and feel from their clothes as they stood
up. The two balls that had released the spores lay crumpled and empty beside
them.  
  
"What - - koff! koff! - - what the fuck - - was that thing, Denholm?" the
doctor asked sternly.  
  
"No idea," Kat said before falling into a coughing fit. When she'd finished,
she stood up on shaky feet and glanced into the box that she'd brought down
from the shelf. It was empty apart from the same light covering of ash that
the fungus ropes had become. She put her hand to her mouth and coughed again,
before turning and helping the doctor to her feet. "How do you feel?"  
  
The doctor coughed again and spat on the floor, trying to clear her throat.  
  
"How do you think?" she growled. "Like I was - - koff! koff! - - like I was
almost fucking strangled." She snatched her hand away from Kat and glared at
her assistant before looking at her watch. "Fuck, it's nearly six in the
evening. We've been out for about nine hours." She brushed the ash from her
clothes, heading for the door as she did. "I'm not staying here any longer."
As she reached the door, she looked back at Kat. "I'll see you in the morning.
Early."  
  
Kat rubbed at her own throat as Dr McAllister slammed the door behind her. She
looked down at the box, the ash and the remains of the spheres and wondered if
she should report it to anybody.  
  
"Fuck it," she said, heading out the door.  
  
* * * * *  
  
Kat slept fitfully that night, her dreams filled with images of the fungus in
the box, the thick rope that had coiled around her neck, and of Dr McAllister.
In her dreams, things happened differently - - it hadn't been a rope that had
appeared from the box but a large, tentacle like cock that she'd eagerly
accepted into her mouth, the doctor sucking on another one. More and more grew
from the box until Kat and Mia were both surrounded by large, prehensile cocks
that they kissed, licked and stroked.  
  
As their clothes simply disappeared, the two women were fucked in every hole
by the fungus cocks as they made out with each other, Kat and Mia exploring
each others' bodies, the whole scene unfolding like some weird porn movie. Kat
watched as if from the side as the tentacles slid in and out of their pussies,
mouths and asses, even laying between their tits though they were unable to
tit-fuck the small mounds.  
  
Over and over it went, Kat vaguely aware of tossing and turning in her bed as
her mind played back a pornographic version of what had been a terrifying
ordeal. In her dream, the two spheres rose from the box as they had in real
life but when they opened, a flood of warm slime poured out, way more than the
small balls could ever hold in reality. It spilled from them, running over
Kat's and Mia's bodies, covering them from head to foot.  
  
While Kat watched from her odd viewpoint, the slime built up, never draining
away, the room filling up quickly as the doctor and Kat continued kissing each
other and stroking the big tentacle cocks that bobbed and weaved around them.
Within minutes, the creamy white slime had reached their necks, then lapped up
and over their heads though they never once stopped making out. Eventually,
the pair of them were covered by the slime, Kat's dream fading to darkness.  
  
* * * * *  
  
Sunlight poured in through her window - - not the weak light of early morning
when she would normally get up and get ready for work , but the strong, full
daylight of noon.  
  
"Shit," she cursed, opening her eyes, realising she was late for work. She sat
up - - and stopped in shock.  
  
Two large, perfectly round tits sat high and proud on her chest, obscenely
stretching the T-shirt she'd worn to bed the night before. Slowly, she reached
up and cupped them, feeling their weight, noticing her normally unresponsive
nipples hardening almost instantly, unable to prevent a moan of pleasure
escaping her mouth. Just that smallest gesture, the slightest squeeze, felt
incredibly good.  
  
"What the fuck?" she whispered, noticing her arms and hands were slimmer. She
got out of bed - - staggering slightly at the unaccustomed weight on her chest
- - and headed to her wardrobe, standing before the full length mirror. Kat
pulled her T-shirt off and looked at herself, totally naked.  
  
Her waist was tiny, her hips full but trim, her ass almost as big and round as
her tits which, quite simply, were huge. Her face had slimmed down, too,
though she was still recognisably herself even with her slightly thicker lips
and, she was pleased to note, her hair was still dyed a bright, electric blue.  
  
Kat held her tits again, feeling the same flood of pleasure run through her
body, making her pussy moisten. She'd never been one for shaving her pubic
hair, though she'd trimmed it occasionally, but now she stared at her bald,
shaven pussy lips which were capped with just a neat landing strip on top.  
  
Not only had she lost a hell of a lot of weight overnight, but her body had
been reshaped into what she could only think off as the archetypal porn star
body. The year before, an ex-boyfriend had tried to get her to watch porn but
his obsession with a woman called Amy Anderson or something similar had ended
that endeavour. Now, though, Kat had to admit she looked like nothing more
than that bubble butted, big titted pornstar.  
  
She realised she was still fondling her own huge tits as she stared at her
reflection, her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she moved her hand down
over her newly trim and firm belly towards the neat little patch of hair. Her
fingers went further, sliding between the sopping lips of her twat, running
them over her clit before she eased them inside.  
  
"Ooooohhhhhhh fuck," she gasped, her pussy clenching instantly as a mini-
orgasm rippled through her body. It had always been a struggle for her to cum
but now, with this new body, she suspected she'd have no trouble at all. She
lifted one of her huge tits up and licked at her own nipple, shuddering at the
sensations she felt. Without even thinking about it, she moved her fingers
from her pussy and slid them back, pushing one into her asshole even though
she'd never done it before. "Ahhhh - - ahhhhh - - oh fuck - - fuck!" she
gasped in surprise as she came, the strongest cum of her life coursing through
her frame.  
  
Kat stared at her new reflection as she got a hold of herself and straightened
up. It didn't take a genius like Dr McAllister to realise the fungus or more
likely its spores had done something to her - - and possibly to the doctor as
well. She should probably call her to check.  
  
At that moment, her phone rang. She picked it up - - it was Dr McAllister.  
  
"Doctor," she said. "I was just thinking of you."  
  
"I bet you were," Mia said, her voice softer and more seductive than Kat had
ever heard her. "Have you noticed any - - changes - - this morning?"  
  
"Oh yes," Kat said, unable to stop herself from cupping her huge tits.  
  
"Mmmmmm, good. Me too," Mia said. "I think you should come over here and we
can - - talk about them. Do you think you'd like that? Would you like - -
talking - - with me?"  
  
"Oh yes," Kat sighed, picking up on the doctor's meaning.  
  
"Good. Come to my house at 51 Los Toros as soon as you can and we'll - -
talk."  
  
Kat ended the call and smiled, her hand still on her tits. It looked like
today was going to be full of surprises.  
  
* * * * *  
  
It took Kat longer to get to the doctor's house than she'd first thought - -
there were no problems with traffic or the car, it just took her almost half
an hour to get dressed. Part of the problem was finding something to fit her
new figure - - not only had her tits ballooned making her blouses impossible
to wear (she tried on a couple and the buttons simply popped off) and her
T-shirts incredibly tight, but her waist had slimmed down and her ass had
become rounder meaning none of her jeans fitted. She ended up wearing a short
skirt held around her waist with a cord belt that she could tie in place and
what had previously been her baggiest T-shirt and which now fit snugly over
her huge - - and by necessity - - braless tits.  
  
The other part of the problem was whenever she touched herself as she tried to
get dressed, her overly sensitive body sent bolts of pleasure coursing through
her, from her pussy and ass up to her brain via her nipples and tits. She had
to stop herself on more than one occasion from just tossing the clothes aside,
laying on her bed and fucking herself silly.  
  
Eventually she dressed and managed to get out of her apartment without anyone
she knew seeing her - - she had no idea how she was going to explain her new
appearance to her father, let alone her friends - - got into her car and
headed off to the doctor's house.  
  
The Dr McAllister who answered the door was nothing like the doctor who'd
snarled and sneered at her the day before. Gone was the slim, Kiera Knightley
figure with the flat chest and skinny hips, replaced by a physique that
matched Kat's new one perfectly - - while their faces were different, their
bodies could have been that of twins. Surgically enhanced pornstar twins, but
twins nonetheless.  
  
Kat stared at her boss's new body and felt her breathing quicken, her nipples
hardening, her pussy becoming moist. She wanted nothing more than to bury her
face in Dr McAllister's pussy, to fill her hands with her tits as she ate her
out - - one look at the doctor's eyes and she knew they were thinking the same
thing.  
  
"Hello, Kat," Mia said, her voice low and breathy. "I think you'd better come
in, don't you?"  
  
She stepped aside, letting Kat enter her house, directing her through to the
spacious living room. As she entered, Kat couldn't help notice the doctor had
obviously had the same clothing problems she had - - presumably the only thing
she'd been able to find that fitted her new, larger frame was the lycra sports
vest that clung to her huge, round tits and was stretched to the max, and a
pair of lycra cycling shorts that looked as though they'd been sprayed on to
her ass and thighs.  
  
"We're definitely going to get some comments at the Academy," Dr McAllister
said as she sat next to Kat on the large sofa, the two women facing each
other, their tits almost touching as they moved closer.  
  
"That's a fact," Kat said with a smile. She reached out tentatively and
stroked the tight, shiny material of Mia's shorts, running a finger up her
thigh. Despite her crush on the doctor, she'd never had a sexual experience
with another woman and yet here she was, making the first move.  
  
Mia moved her hand over Kat's, squeezing it gently before moving her hand up
Kat's arm, gently stroking the swell of her now huge tits.  
  
"I'm thinking we start today with a couple of the male students - - they'll
obviously be the easiest to seduce and change." Mia slid her hand over the
vast globe of Kat's tits, rubbing at the stiff nipple she found beneath the
thin T-shirt. "I know Jennifer Rabaiotti has a thing for girls so she'll be an
easy mark, too. Once we get her changed, we'll get the rest of the dykes in
the Academy as well."  
  
Kat sighed as she felt Mia pinch her nipple before she frowned at the doctor's
words.  
  
"What - - what do you mean?" she asked, sliding her hand between Mia's thighs,
rubbing at the hot and obviously moist pussy she found there. "Change them
how?"  
  
Mia stopped stroking Kat's tits and looked at her.  
  
"Change them like us, of course. So that the spores can be spread further."  
  
"Why would we do that?" Kat asked, drawing her hand back, noting the change in
the doctor's tone of voice.  
  
"I don't understand," the doctor said, almost to herself. "You've obviously
been altered to make mating with others easier," she said, looking Kat up and
down, "but you don't seem - - " She paused for a moment. "Do you not hear our
Lord's voice?"  

Kat moved back on the sofa, more than a little scared. "Our Lord's voice? You
mean - - Jesus?"  
  
"No," Dr McAllister said sharply. "No'nehogtath, Lord of the Fungus."  
  
"Who the hell is No'nehogtath?" Kat asked.  
  
Dr McAllister stood.  
  
"He is within me. He has made this body his own after centuries of sleep and
wishes to be spread throughout the world so that he may bring his brethren,
the Great Ones, here from the far dimensions."  
  
Kat stared at her, wondering if she'd gone mad.  
  
"If he is not within you though your body has changed, you are a danger to his
plans and must be removed."  
  
Kat watched her leave, still wondering what the hell was going on. This day
was turning out to be full of surprises after all, but not the sort she was
expecting. Her eyes widened as she saw the doctor return to the room clutching
a large knife.  
  
"Holy fuck!" she shouted, getting up and going around the other side of the
sofa away from her. "Doc, I don't know what's going on, but put the knife
down, okay?"  
  
Dr McAllister swiped wildly at her, lunging forwards, but was betrayed by her
own new body, the weight of her tits catching her by surprise and unbalancing
her, sending her sprawling on to the sofa. She let out a yell of shock and
pain and Kat watched in horror as a pool of blood spread out beneath her
still, unmoving body.  
  
"Oh fuck!" Kat screamed, running for the door. She ran out as fast as she
could, diving into her car and roaring off, not thinking about anyone seeing
her. After a few blocks, she pulled over and grabbed her cell phone,
frantically dialling her father.  
  
"Dad, dad, you gotta help me," she babbled into the phone after he picked up.  
  
"What is it, darling, what's wrong?" her father asked.  
  
"There's been an accident, dad, a bad one. I need your help. Can you come get
me?" she asked, starting to cry.  
  
"Where are you, darling? Tell me where you are and I'll be there as soon as I
can."  
  
Fifteen minutes later and Kat saw her father's car pull up behind her own, her
father getting out and rushing over to her.  
  
"Kat, darling, what's wrong? What's - - what the fuck?" he gasped as he
climbed into the car, his concern giving way to surprise at her new body.  
  
"Later, dad, I'll tell you later," she said, hugging him, her enormous tits
squashing against his broad chest. He'd kept himself in shape since her mother
died years before and was handsome enough that he never wanted for dates.
"Please, come back to Dr McAllister's house with me," she said, starting up
the car and driving off, more than aware of her father staring at her tits,
equally aware that her new body was reacting to the attention.  
  
"Dr McAllister? Your boss? What's wrong?" her father asked but Kat didn't
answer, just drove as quick as she could back to the doctor's house.  
  
They pulled up outside and hurried in, the door still open. The living room
was as Kat had left it with one major exception - - Dr McAllister wasn't in
it. The knife she'd brandished at Kat was, as was the dark stain on the sofa
though that looked more like the ash that had been left in the box the day
before than blood.  
  
"What is it, Kat?" her father asked. "What's going on?"  
  
"I - - I'm not sure, dad," Kat said, staring at the empty sofa.  
  
* * * * *  
  
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        The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 02


This is filed under Erotic Horror because as it goes along, it'll feature
gruesome deaths and violence. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big
tits and big dicks like most of my stuff, along with non-human magical
creatures. If none of that is what you're after, don't bother continuing from
here.  
  
And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18.  
  
† † † † †  
  
Kat Denholm sat in her father's library, sipping at the mug of tea he'd made
her, occasionally glancing over at him as he sat in the chair opposite her
own. He in turn could hardly take his eyes off her. Overnight she'd gone from
being a slightly overweight young woman who, if he was honest, was somewhat
plain looking to the almost quintessential pornstar. Her ass was big, round
and firm and only just covered by the only skirt she owned that still fitted
her - - her waist was tiny and only accentuated the size of her new boobs
which formed the other half of her new hourglass figure. They were huge and
round yet appeared to be firm and sat high on her chest, covered as they were
by a tight T-shirt.  
  
If he hadn't seen her just three days before, he would swear she'd had plastic
surgery done.  
  
And, as much as he tried to ignore it, he had to admit her new look was
turning him on.  
  
"So," he said, partly in an effort to distract himself from his daughter's
body. "Tell me what's happened to you and Dr McAllister."  
  
Kat sighed and placed her mug on the small table beside her chair. "Me and Dr
McAllister were in the basement of the Academy, cataloguing old specimens. I
found a box that contained some sort of fungus with two ball shaped growths on
the surface. Some sort of vine or tentacle leapt out of the box and started to
strangle me; when Dr McAllister came to help, the same thing happened to her.
The two ball shaped things hovered in front of our faces and as the vines let
go and we caught our breath, the balls opened and spat out some type of spores
which we breathed in before we both passed out."  
  
Kat wrapped her arms around herself as best she could with her new, huge tits
in the way, and shuddered, remembering the previous day's events.  
  
"We were unconscious all day and when we woke up, we headed to our homes.
Then, about lunch time, I woke up and found myself - - well, like this."  
  
Without thinking, she cupped her big tits to emphasize the change that had
come over her and shuddered again, this time in pleasure, her hands on her
huge tits making her nipples stiffen immediately, poking against the
stretched-thin material of her T-shirt. She felt her pussy heat up and
moisten, too, faster than it ever had before. Kat gasped in surprise and
delight at the feelings and would have continued touching herself had her
father not coughed to get her attention.  
  
"Oh - - oh shit, sorry, Dad," she said, taking her hands away from herself,
blushing with embarrassment.  
  
"Go on with your story, darling," he said, subtly rearranging the bulge in the
front of his trousers.  
  
"Well - - I figured it had something to do with the fungus so thought Dr
McAllister might be affected, too. She rang me, though, as I was about to ring
her and asked me to go over to her house. I did and sure enough she looked
just like me. We were - - we were about to - - well, I mean,"  
  
"It's okay, darling," her father said, sensing her hesitation. "You can tell
me."  
  
"We - - I think we would have - - had sex, but she mentioned something, a
name, and when I didn't recognise it, she flipped, grabbed a knife and
attacked me. She tripped, though, and fell on it, on to the sofa. All that ash
you saw on the sofa? That was blood, Dad."  
  
"Blood that turned to ash?" her father said. "The name she mentioned - - can
you remember it?"  
  
"It was something like - - No'nehog - - No'nehogtath? She also called him the
Lord of the Fungus." She watched her father stand and head towards the free
standing bookshelves, scanning the books that covered them. "Does that mean
anything to you, Dad?"  
  
Her father didn't answer but just scoured the shelves, pulling out a book and
flipping through it for a moment before putting it back, repeating it with
another and another. Eventually he returned to his seat carrying two books,
one a modern hardback with a tattered and torn dust jacket, the other an old,
leather bound volume with pages of parchment.  
  
"Dad? Did you find anything?" Kat asked.  
  
"The name sounded familiar," her father said, putting the books on the table
in front of them and flipping through the pages. "As you know, I studied
ancient religions and mythology in university, and my studies took me all over
the world. No'nehogtath was worshipped by islanders in the Pacific and, at the
turn of the last century, by a group of degenerates who were based not far
from here."  
  
He tapped one of the books and Kat moved, sitting on the floor between his
chair and the table, letting him lean over her to point things out.  
  
"No'nehogtath was supposedly a minor god in one of the old Pacific pantheons,
minor but still powerful. It was said he would possess women by means of his
spores and alter their bodies, turning them into the Brides of the Fungus."  
  
He pointed to a reproduction of a wood carving that showed half a dozen
crudely drawn women surrounding a large, vegetable mass. Each of the women had
inflated breasts and asses and were being penetrated by tubular appendages
that grew from the central bulb.  
  
"These Brides would use their bodies to seduce men which No'nehogtath would
feed upon, building his power until he could summon his brethren from some
other world. Apparently, once infected, the women would be under his power
until death." He reached for the other, older book, pointing out another
section. "Death could come to them only with the removal of No'nehogtath's
seed from within them."  
  
He pointed to another, even cruder drawing, this time showing a woman with an
hourglass figure whose stomach had been cut open. A priest stood beside her,
holding up something that looked like a large sunflower seed, about the size
of his hand.  
  
"Oh god - - I've got one of those things inside me?" Kat asked.  
  
Her father shrugged. "Who knows? Something's obviously happened to you and,
from what you said, Dr McAllister. Everything you've said fits with the
legends of No'nehogtath. The only difference is that you said Dr McAllister
was obviously under the influence of something, supposedly No'nehogtath
itself, while you're not." He looked down at her where she sat between his
outstretched thighs and stroked her dyed, blue hair. "If we can find out why
she was affected and you weren't, we might be able to find a cure for her."  
  
Kat sighed, closing her eyes and leaning back against her father's chair,
loving the feel of his hands on her hair. She turned her head slightly,
guiding his hand down her cheek and on to her neck, moaning softly as he
stroked her skin, his other hand moving over the other side of her face. He
moved lower, across her shoulder, his hand sliding under the thin T-shirt she
wore, heading down towards the swell of her breast.  
  
"Mmmmm - - feels nice," she sighed, opening her eyes as her father snatched
his hands back.  
  
"Oh God - - Kat, I'm sorry - - I don't know what came over me," he gasped, his
face going red with embarrassment.  
  
"It's okay, Dad," she said, turning round and kneeling up, her huge tits
resting on his thighs. "I - - I don't know why but - - but I didn't want you
to stop." She ran her hands up his legs and across his stomach, meeting at his
belt buckle which she toyed with. "I still don't want you to stop," she said
quietly, staring up at him.  
  
"Kat - - I don't - - I'm not sure we should - - I mean," he stuttered, his
gaze moving from her face to her huge tits that were ballooning out of the
neckline of her T-shirt.  
  
"You like my new big titties, don't you Daddy?" Kat asked suddenly. "I can
tell you do. You can't keep your eyes off them, can you Daddy?" She popped
open his belt buckle and started opening his trousers. "Would you like to see
them? Would you like to touch them?"  
  
"Oh Kat - - no, we - - we can't - - you're my daughter,"  
  
"So what, Daddy?" She opened his trousers and ran her hand across the obvious
bulge of his large, hard cock. "I can see you want me. Can't you tell I want
you too?"  
  
"It's the fungus - - it's affecting your mind - - your desires," he gasped,
watching as she pulled his boxer shorts down over his boner.  
  
"Maybe it is, Daddy," Kat said, leaning down and running her tongue along the
length of his big dick, giggling as she felt it buck beneath her. "But that's
my excuse. What's yours for having such a big hard-on?" She lifted it up and
took the head of her father's dick in her mouth, sucking at it, the rosy cock
knob spurting out pre-cum which she slurped down.  
  
"Oh God - - I'm only - - human," he gasped, reaching down and filling his
hands with her huge tits as she bobbed her head up and down on his cock. They
felt firm and pliable as he squeezed and groped at them, tearing open her thin
T-shirt at the neck so he could get both hands on her mounds of tit-flesh. "So
big - - so fucking big," he groaned.  
  
Kat sat up and tore off the remains of her T-shirt, took hold of her huge tits
and wrapped them around her father's cock. Instantly he started moving his
hips, sliding his big dick between her jugs, tit fucking his daughter as she
held her massive mounds together, enveloping his length in her cleavage.  
  
"Oh yes - - oh yes," he sighed, watching his dick appear and disappear from
between her tits. "Always - - always wanted to do this - - never - - never
able to - - before."  
  
In the back of her mind, Kat knew he was talking about her mother who had been
as flat chested as she had been before the fungus and who had died when Kat
was a teenager.  
  
"Now you can, Daddy," Kat sighed. "Now you can fuck my titties whenever you
like."  
  
Her father groaned as he thrust his cock up and down between her huge, round
melons, loving the warmth and smoothness of her new tits against his dick.  
  
"Do you want to fuck me, Daddy?" Kat asked. "Do you want to fuck your
daughter's tight little pussy?"  
  
Without waiting for an answer, Kat stood, laughing as her father moaned in
disappointment as his dick fell free of her tits. She pulled her skirt up
around her waist and straddled her father in his chair, reaching down and
taking hold of his cock. She held it upright and slid her bald, wet pussy lips
over his knob before slotting into the entrance of her twat. Slowly, watching
her father watching her cunt, she moved lower, his knob parting her juicy cunt
lips as she eased herself down over him.  
  
"Ohhhhhh fuck," he sighed, reaching up and taking hold of her huge tits again.
"Oh God - - we shouldn't - - we shouldn't be doing this," he said, making no
attempt to stop.  
  
"But we're - - uuhhnnnnn - - we're going to - - over and over again," Kat
gasped, grinding her pussy against the root of his cock as she took his whole
length, a mini orgasm running through her body. "Uuuuhhh - - fuck that's
good," she sighed, sliding her cunt up and down his cock.  
  
"Fuck - - fuck, baby - - ahhhhh yeah," her father groaned, sucking, pawing and
groping at her huge mounds of tit flesh. "Take it - - take Daddy's cock."  
  
"You - - like it now - - don't you Daddy?" she panted, bouncing up and down on
his prick, her cunt walls gripping his long, thick length as it plunged deep
inside her. "I like it - - I love it - - gonna cum, Daddy - - ahhhhhh - - fuck
me - - fuck my pussy, Daddy!" Kat shouted, feeling her orgasm build and build
until it crashed over her, waves of pleasure rushing through her body, her
pussy gripping his cock while her juices flooded around his dick. "Cumming - -
fucking cumming!" she cried, the strongest, biggest and most easily achieved
orgasm of her life resulting from the combination of her changed body and the
fact that she had her father's cock inside her.  
  
"Oh God - - baby - - Kat - - gonna cum too!" her father groaned.  
  
"Do it, Daddy," Kat groaned. "Cum for me!"  
  
"Can I - - can I - - cum on - -?" he asked, strangely too embarrassed to
complete his request despite their situation.  
  
"Where, Daddy? Where do you want to cum?" Kat asked, still sliding her pussy
along his cock. She grinned as his eyes locked on to her tits. "You wanna - -
uhhhhnnn - - you wanna cum - - on my big titties?" she asked him. He nodded
shyly.  
  
In seconds, Kat had slipped off him and lay on the floor cupping her huge
tits, squashing them together as her father knelt over her, his prick in his
hand. He groaned and the first of many spurts of jizz shot from his knob head
and landed on her tits, splashing in a thick line across her heavy mounds.
Another and another poured forth as her father jerked off over her, coating
her big jugs in his spunk.  
  
"Yeah, that's it, Daddy - - cum all over me," she sighed, running her fingers
through the sticky white fluid he poured over her. Without thinking, she
lifted her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean, loving the taste,
something she had always disliked before.  
  
Her father staggered to one side, collapsing on to the floor beside her.  
  
"Kat - - Kat, I'm so sorry," her father said. "I shouldn't have done that."  
  
"Oh hush, Daddy," Kat laughed. "You know we're going to do it again - - and
we're both going to enjoy it again."  
  
"But - - but you're my daughter," he said.  
  
"And you're my father and that's what makes it so hot." She reached out and
held his half hard cock in her hand, still a little sticky from their combined
juices. "You didn't make me do anything I didn't want to, we're both adults,
so why not enjoy it?"  
  
"The fungus," he offered weakly.  
  
"Sure, that might have had something to do with it, but who cares? All this
really means is we're going to have a lot of fun looking for a cure for Dr
McAllister," Kat said, smiling at him.  
  
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Dr McAllister stopped her car outside her house and looked at her passenger.  
  
"Would you like to come in, Scott?"  
  
The young man nodded eagerly, still not really believing his luck or his eyes.  
  
He'd been a student at the Wilbraham Academy until the year before, supposedly
studying English and art but everyone knew he was there for his prowess at
football and nothing else. Tall, good looking with a football player's
physique, he'd also been a hit with the ladies, and not just the cheerleaders.
Rumours had been rife around the Academy about him bedding fellow students and
even some of the faculty.  
  
Scott watched Dr McAllister step out of the car, her short skirt riding high
up her smooth thighs, clinging enticingly to her firm, round ass, and grinned.
He'd just been bumming around the mall that afternoon, wondering how to fill
his day when he'd caught sight of the new and improved doctor. She'd always
been a looker when he was at the Academy but now, with her huge, round tits,
tiny waist and firm bubble butt, she looked like she belonged on a porno film
set rather than a laboratory. Never having lacked confidence, Scott had
quickly approached her and turned on the charm, convincing himself that she'd
been easily seduced by his looks and smooth talking. No more than ten minutes
after meeting, he'd been in her car,heading to her apartment.  
  
"Come on in," she said, walking inside, Scott following. They went through to
the living room and she stood in the centre of the room, hands on her hips,
her big melons thrust forward, her T-shirt stretched tight across them. Scott
moved towards her but she pointed to the sofa and he sat, noticing what looked
like a large patch of ash.  
  
"You spill something, doc?" He asked.  
  
"Never mind that," she said. She started to sway gently, moving to some rhythm
in her head, her hands running up her sides and cupping her large tits,
smiling at him all the while. "You just relax and watch me."  
  
Scott had no problem with that plan, spreading his legs and openly rubbing his
crotch as the doctor continued dancing to the tune only she could hear.  
  
Mia rolled her hips and rubbed at her huge tits, pinching her nipples through
the thin material of her T-shirt. She licked her lips slowly, her tongue
leaving them shining, as one hand moved under her shirt, pushing the cotton
up, revealing her trim, flat stomach. Her hand moved higher, showing the round
undersides of her big tits, confirming Scott's suspicion that she was braless.  
  
"You like?" She asked him.  
  
"Hell yeah," he said, his good looks sullied a little by the simple minded,
lustful expression on his face. "Show me them big, new titties of yours, doc,"
he said, still rubbing at his dick through his jeans.  
  
Dr McAllister grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt with both hands and slowly
began lifting it up and over her huge tits, whipping it off once her mounds
were revealed, grabbing hold of her jugs. She gasped and moaned as she played
with herself, the pleasure coursing through her body. Prior to her change,
she'd been flat-chested and her nipples had offered her no enjoyment at all.
Now though, she could feel mini orgasms rippling through herself, waves of
heat running from her tits to her by now sopping wet pussy and even to her
asshole.  
  
She undid the clasp on her skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving her
naked in front of her former student.  
  
"Fuck yeah, doc," Scott said. "Come on over here and let me get a hold of
you."  
  
Mia smiled and took the couple of steps to the sofa, climbing on top of him,
groaning as he reached for her huge jugs, clamping his lips over one nipple
and sucking and biting for a moment before switching to the other.  
  
"Mmmmmm fucking love your big tits," he mumbled, swapping from one to the
other.  
  
Mia reached down and undid his jeans, eager to get at his dick. She unzipped
them and reached into his boxers - - and frowned.  
  
"Yeah, that's it, doc," Scott said obliviously. "Work that big dick."  
  
Mia pulled his shorts up as she rolled off him, ignoring his moan of
disappointment, and stared at the contents of his underwear. Scott, the
handsome, muscular football player that had fucked dozens of fellow students
and supposedly two or three teachers, had the smallest dick she'd ever seen.
Three, maybe four inches if she was being generous. She'd had a boyfriend with
a similar sized dick in the past but at least he had made up for it in girth -
- Scott's little friend was skinny as well as not being long.  
  
"What? You never seen one that big?" He asked her, reaching for her tits
again. He was clearly deluded.  
  
"That thing," she said, "is never going to be enough for me."  
  
"What the fuck are you talking about? I've never had any complaints in the
past."  
  
"Then all your past lovers were either kind or stupid," Mia said as she stood
up.  
  
"Now wait just a god damn fucking minute," Scott said, standing up and
grabbing her arm. "You brought me here to fuck and that's what we're gonna do,
doc."  
  
Mia lashed out, her fingers straight, punching them into his throat, just
below his Adam's apple, dropping him instantly to the sofa, gasping for
breath, his eyes wide in shock. Still naked, she walked out of the room and
returned a moment later with the same knife she'd threatened Kat with. She
straddled him again, batting his hands away as he tried to stop her raising
the knife and plunging it into his chest. He gasped and cried out as blood
poured from the jagged wound and ran over his stomach, seeping through his
shirt. In shock, he couldn't stop her doing it again and again, bloody holes
appearing in his skin as Dr McAllister stabbed him over and over, deep red
blood splashing over her nakedness.  
  
Finally, she moved off him and stood staring at his corpse, blood pooling
beneath him on the sofa. She frowned again as she looked at his crotch - -
hanging lifeless between his legs was the still half hard cock of a stallion,
not the tiny thing she'd seen and been disappointed with.  
  
As she looked up, she saw a grey/green mold begin to appear at the edges of
the pool of blood, absorbing the liquid and spreading over the sofa to the
body. It grew faster and faster over Scott's corpse, covering his skin and his
clothes until his entire body was a mass of fungal growth.  

Deep, dark holes appeared in its head where its eyes had been, a pale green
light flickering within. Slowly, a smile appeared on its face.  
  
"You have done well," the fungal thing said.  
  
"Thank you, my Lord," Dr McAllister said, smiling back at it.  
  
"This is a good start, but I am still weak and cannot hold this form for long.
Find me another, and another, and yet more."  
  
"Yes, my Lord."  
  
"When I am stronger, we will find your former apprentice, the one who refused
my communion, and we will destroy her."  
  
"Yes, my Lord."  
  
"Find me another."  
  
"Yes, my Lord. My Lord?" she asked quickly before she could regret it. "The
man's cock - - it was small but now - - now it's quite large."  
  
The smile on the temporary fungal form of No'nehogtath grew wider.  
  
"You saw what I wished you to see. You belong to me, no other," it said. As
Mia watched, the thick tube of fungal matter grew and lifted from the body,
extending out towards her, longer than any human cock would ever be, becoming
a tentacle that coiled around her leg, around her thigh and slid towards her
pussy.  
  
She shuddered in delight as the thick tuber probed at her cunt lips, slipping
inside inch by inch, burrowing deep into her pussy, the width stretching her
pussy to the max.  
  
"Oh God - - oh fucking hell - - ahhhhhhh - - I'm - - I'm cumming!" she cried
in surprise and delight, the thick fungal cock tentacle bringing her off
faster than any of her previous boyfriends had ever been able to do. Her legs
gave way and she fell forward on to her hands and knees, her tits swinging
gently beneath her as the tentacle slid back and forth in her cunt.  
  
She felt it swell inside her, bulging even larger, before it burst, sending a
torrent of thick, slimy jism deep into her pussy, the sensation triggering
another orgasm for her. The tentacle pulled back, streams of pale green jizz
pouring from her twat as it hovered above her, more of the thick gunk
splashing up and over her back and ass. It moved forward, impossibly long now,
appearing next to her head, huge amounts of cum still running from the bulbous
head as it nudged against her lips.  
  
Mia opened her mouth and willingly took her Lord's cock between her lips,
surprised by the sweet taste of the thick, cloying fluid.  
  
Finally, it pulled back and unwrapped itself from her, shrinking back into the
fungal corpse.  
  
"You belong to me," No'nehogtath said. "Find me another sacrifice so that I
may grow stronger still."  
  
"Yes - - yes, my Lord," Mia gasped, scooping up great handfuls of the spunk
that covered her and licking her hands clean. She had never once let a
previous boyfriend cum in her mouth, let alone actively eat his cum but she
couldn't get enough of this fungus god's.  
  
Beside her, the body of fungus crumbled to the same dry ash it had left behind
the day before in the basement of the Academy, the same ash that her own blood
had turned to after she'd accidentally stabbed herself when she'd attacked
Kat.  
  
Kat - - Mia had been looking forward to enjoying their time together but her
Lord knew best. If she was to be destroyed, so be it.  
  
Knowing her duty, Mia headed for the shower. Once washed and dressed, she
would head out again and find another sacrifice for her Lord.  
  
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        The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 03


_This is filed under Erotic Horror because as it goes along, it'll feature
gruesome deaths and violence. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big
tits and big dicks like most of my stuff, along with non-human magical
creatures. If none of that is what you're after, don't bother continuing from
here.  
  
And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18._  
  
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Kat woke the next morning, alone in her father's bed. Despite his weak
protests, Kat had insisted on spending the night with him and it hadn't taken
long to persuade him to fuck her one more before they slept. He still
professed regret as they lay together, getting their breath back, but Kat
could tell he had no intention of stopping.  
  
Now, waking up on her own, she wondered if she'd misjudged him and that he was
sat down stairs, wracked with guilt.  
  
"Dad?" she called, slipping out from beneath the covers, completely naked, her
huge tits sitting high and round on her chest, her big, firm ass jiggling
slightly.  
  
"In here," he called from the en suite bathroom. She walked over, stepped
inside and stopped in shock as she saw her father staring at himself in the
full length mirror.  
  
Kurt Denholm was in his late 50's but had always kept himself in shape, with
only a slight middle aged paunch and his mostly grey hair to give away his
real age. Now, though, he'd undergone a change almost as radical as Kat's own.
He'd filled out with hard, solid muscle, his belly tightening up into a set of
washboard abs. His hair was jet black once more, the few lines on his face
having melted and smoothed away, leaving him looking like he was in his mid
20's rather than his late 50's.  
  
Kat's eyes grew wide as she looked at the monster cock that hung long and
thick in front of his huge balls. His dick had been large the night before but
his new tool was larger soft than his previous one had been when hard.  
  
"Wow," she said with a grin, stepping closer. "I'm liking the upgrade, Dad."  
  
Her father grinned at her. "It's obvious that whatever happened to you with
the fungus has happened to me," he said.  
  
Kat paused, a worried look on her face. "Does that mean - - are you going to
try - - and kill me?"  
  
"No, baby, no," her father said quickly, stepping over and hugging her
reassuringly. "Either I already share whatever immunity to No'nehogtath that
you have or you've passed it one. Like you, my body's changed but that's it."  
  
Kat reached down and cupped her father's huge cock, hefting it in her hand,
smiling as she felt it thicken and harden at her touch, stiffening as she ran
her fingers up and down it. In seconds it stood upright, pulsing in her hand,
leaking thick, clear pre-cum that she smeared along the shaft.  
  
"Oh wow, Daddy," she sighed. "You're really, really big now."  
  
Kurt cupped her chin and tilted her head back, leaning down and kissing her
deeply, his hands moving to her huge tits, groping and gently squeezing her
huge melons.  
  
"God, I want to fuck you," he growled.  
  
"Mmmm, not worried about it being incest any more, Daddy?" Kat asked him,
loving the feel of his hands roaming over her tits. "Not worried about it
being the influence of the fungus?"  
  
"I don't care what it is, baby," Kurt said, one hand moving round to her big
bubble butt and cupping one of her firm cheeks. "I just want to get my cock
inside you. I need to get my cock inside you."  
  
Kat smiled up at him and turned, heading back to the bedroom, pulling him
along after her by his dick. She let go when she reached the bed and clambered
on to it on her hands and knees, turning to face him, licking her lips as he
moved closer. Without a word, she wrapped her lips around her father's thick
cock head, purring as she felt him inch deeper, the bulbous knob sliding over
her tongue before nudging against the back of her throat. She coughed just
once before she felt her throat open up and his big prick slip down into her
throat.  
  
Kurt took hold of her head, gripping her dyed blue hair gently and began
sawing his prick in and out of her, fucking her face, fucking her throat deep
and slow, her spit easing the motion. In the back of her mind, Kat wondered
why she wasn't gasping for breath, but most of her simply relaxed and let her
father slide his dick balls deep down her throat over and over. He pulled free
after a minute, his cock covered in her spit, and grinned at her as she
breathed easily.  
  
"That's a hell of a talent you have there, baby," he said.  
  
"It's a new one, Daddy," she said. "I've never done that before."  
  
Kurt looked at his spit-slickened cock. "Turn over," he said. "Lay on your
back." Kat did as he said, watching him climb on to the bed and straddle her
waist, pushing his dick down to rest in the valley of her tits as she pushed
them together.  
  
"Yeah, that's it, Daddy - - fuck my big titties."  
  
Kat used both hands to push her soft, firm pillows together as Kurt slid his
huge cock between them, her spit and his almost constant stream of pre-cum
lubing her cleavage as he tit-fucked his daughter. Even though her huge tits
hid most of his cock, the knob would still pop out on the up thrust, allowing
Kat to stick her tongue out, bend her head and lash at it, adding to the spit
that ran between her mounds.  
  
"Fuck - - feels so good," he groaned, his dick sliding between her huge tits.  
  
"Sure does, Daddy," Kat agreed, managing to slurp the head of his dick between
her lips. She moaned as he moved back, pulling his cock from her cleavage,
sliding back down the bed to between her wide-spread legs. "You gonna fuck me
now, Daddy?" she asked. "Gonna fuck your baby girl?"  
  
Kurt simply laughed as he aimed his cock at her bald, swollen, juicy pussy
lips and eased his thick cock inside her. They both sighed as his cock pushed
inside, spreading her twat wider than it ever had been before. Inch after inch
slide inside her, her slippery cunt taking his length easily as they stared at
each other, until he was finally deep up her pussy, his huge balls resting
against her butt.  
  
"Oh God - - oh God, Daddy - - never - - never felt so good," Kat gasped.  
  
"Me neither," Kurt moaned. He took hold of her hips and started moving, back
and fore, back and fore, fucking his daughter with long, slow strokes, almost
coming all the way out, before sliding all the way back in. He watched her
huge, round tits roll gently on her chest even though she had her hands over
them, her mounds too large for her to completely control.  
  
"Ahhhh yeah - - fuck me, Daddy - - so fucking good," Kat said.  
  
"I love you, Kat," her father said, still fucking his prick into her with
long, steady strokes. "I love fucking you."  
  
"Me too, Daddy," she said. "Will you - - will you fuck me - - a little faster?
A little harder?"  
  
Kurt grinned and, as instructed, picked up the pace a little. He held her hips
tighter and began moving his own hips up and down faster, clenching his butt
cheeks as he thrust deep inside her pussy. He grunted as he crammed his whole
cock into her cunt time and again, his big dick bottoming out inside her
pussy, making her squeal a little with each thrust.  
  
"Ahh - - ah! Fuck - - fuck yeah - - like that, Daddy - - fuck me like that!"
Kat yelled as her father sped up again, stuffing his huge shaft into her pussy
hard and fast. Her tight, slippery cunt muscles gripped his shaft as he slid
it deep inside her and he glanced down between them, amazed that her petite
body - - with the exception of her tits and ass - - could take his new monster
cock.  
  
"Oh fuck - - fuck, Kat," he gasped. "I'm never giving this up," he said.
"Don't care - - if it's wrong - - nnngghhhhh - - just want - - to fuck you."  
  
"That's - - what I wanna hear, Daddy!" Kat gasped in return. She reached up
and put her hand on his stomach, smiling at the feel of his tense abs. "Wait
though - - stop - - for a second," she moaned. Once her father had stopped
moving, she slid up the bed, his huge knob popping free from her pussy. Before
he could complain too much, though, she rolled over, back on to her knees,
dropping her shoulders down on to the bed, looking back at him, her ass high
in the air.  
  
Kurt grinned as she wiggled her ass from side to side.  
  
"Come fuck me from behind, Daddy," she said.  
  
He clambered up behind her, his cock in hand, and aimed it at the juicy twat
before him. He gripped her big ass cheeks in his hands, spreading them as he
shoved his whole length deep into her cunt in one thrust.  
  
"Aaaahhhhh fuck - - yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy!" Kat cried out as her father
stuffed his prick inside her hard and fast from the start, his hips slamming
against her butt, his cock going balls deep time and again. "Oh Jesus - - oh
fuck - - ahhhhhhh - - cumming! Fucking - - cumming!"  
  
Kat's whole body shook as her orgasm overtook her, rippling through her body
as her father fucked her with big, pile driving thrusts. Waves of pleasure
crashed through her system, her pussy clamping down on his cock, squeezing it
tight as she came.  
  
"Oh God - - fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried, her words turning to moans and gasps
as her father continued pounding his prick into her, prolonging her orgasm
until she finally pulled forward, off his cock, gasping for breath.  
  
Kat looked up at her father as she rolled over on to her back again. He knelt
beside her, his hand running up his big, slippery cock, the flared knob
swollen and angry looking.  
  
"You - - you wanna - - cum all over me again, Daddy?" Kat asked, cupping her
huge tits and pushing them together, making a target of them for him.  
  
Kurt didn't answer but simply sped up his hand, pointing his prick at her
round mounds of tit-flesh and, with a single grunt, started spurting out great
wads of jism. Thick, gushing streams of spunk flew from his cock tip, erupting
over her tits and face, laying in creamy lines across his daughter's gorgeous
features and heaving jugs. He gasped as he exploded a massive amount of cum
over her, wondering briefly if he was ever going to stop until, eventually,
the flow lessened and finally stopped.  
  
"Fuck - - fuck that's - - a lot of cum," Kat laughed, scooping it up and
sucking it off her fingers. "Mmmmm, tasty," she sighed. She looked up at her
father. "I'm gonna want a whole lot more of this, Daddy," she said, leaning
forward and sucking on the head of his slowly softening cock. "That okay with
you?"  
  
"Definitely," he said.  
  
† † † † †  
  
An hour later, they stood in Kurt's library, reading through the books he'd
found the day before, desperate to understand why Dr McAllister had apparently
succumbed to the old god No'nehogtath but Kat had been unaffected - - other
than the physical and libidinous changes, of course.  
  
"There's nothing obvious I can see," Kat said as she flicked back and forth
from one page to another. She sat wearing one of her father's white shirts,
the tails just about covering her ass and pussy, the buttons straining to hold
in her huge tits.  
  
"No, nor I," Kurt said, wandering among the shelves wearing just a pair of
sweat pants. "Everything just points to an infected woman becoming one of the
Brides of the Fungus. Nothing explains why you're not one of them." He looked
over at her and smiled. "Though I'm really glad you're not, Kat."  
  
"Me too, Dad, me too," Kat said.  
  
"Well for now, maybe we should just be grateful you're not enslaved by that
thing and work out how to cure Dr McAllister."  
  
Kat looked up from her book. "Didn't you say yesterday the women were under
No'nehogtath's power until they died? And the only way to kill them was to
remove that seed thing they had inside them?"  
  
"That's what the books said but remember," her father said, stepping over to
her, "one book was written decades ago, the other a couple of hundred years
ago. There might be a way, with modern surgical techniques, to remove the seed
without killing her."  
  
"I hope so," Kat said. "Trouble is, she's not going to want to do that
willingly. She's under the old god's power so we're basically going to have to
kidnap her, take her to a surgeon and get him to remove the seed. How are we
going to do that?"  
  
Kurt sat down next to her and hugged her.  
  
"I'm not sure, baby. We'll have to think of something."  
  
† † † † †  
  
Dr Mia McAllister closed the door to her guest bedroom with a smile and headed
down the stairs to wait for her caller. She'd rung in to the Wilbraham Academy
that morning claiming sickness and asked for a particular student of hers to
bring round some paperwork that she could catch up on so that her day off
wouldn't be entirely wasted.  
  
She pulled the already low neck line of her halter top a little lower,
exposing more of her deep cleavage and the inner slopes of her big tits before
pushing her tiny skirt a little lower on her hips so that the waistband of her
G-string was more visible. Satisfied with the results, she stood in her living
room and waited.  
  
It wasn't long before her doorbell rang. She moved to the front door and stood
behind and to the side of it so that her caller couldn't see her apart from
her head as she looked around it when she opened it.  
  
"Hi doc. Miss Hartfeld asked me to bring you these."  
  
Dr McAllister smiled at her student, Jennifer Rabaiotti who stood on her
doorstep holding out a stack of folders. She was a short girl, slim, with
short dark hair and a Mediterranean complexion. And - - so the rumours around
the Academy had it - - she was totally into girls.  
  
"Excellent," Dr McAllister said. "Please, come in for a moment and put them
inside."  
  
"Okay," Jennifer said, rolling her eyes, clearly not happy about the idea. She
stepped in and turned as the doctor closed the door behind her. "So where do
you Jesus doc! What the fuck?" she almost yelled as she turned and saw the
changes that had happened to her teacher. "You've had some serious work done!"  
  
"Do you like my new look?" Mia asked, walking forward slowly, swinging her
hips, running her finger around the low neck line of her top.  
  
"Not really," Jennifer said, screwing up her face as she looked her teacher up
and down.  
  
"But - - but I heard you - - you liked girls?" Mia asked, bewildered.  
  
"Yeah, I do, but not - - " she waved her hand at the doctor, " - - not porno
princesses with their fake tits and big asses. I like real girls."  
  
Dr McAllister stood still, a frown on her face. "Hmmm, that's not what I was
expecting," she said. "Plan B it is, then."  
  
She reached out suddenly and grabbed Jennifer's arm, pulling her close, making
her drop the folders she was holding. Jennifer squealed as the doctor dragged
her towards the base of the stairs and started pulling her up.  
  
"Hey! What the fuck?" Jennifer yelled, trying to pull free.  
  
"Lord, give me strength," Mia said. Unknown to Jennifer, it wasn't just a turn
of phrase - - the Lord of the Fungus heard her and in seconds Mia's grip on
her student had increased, allowing her to half drag, half carry the poor girl
up the stairs and towards the guest bedroom.  
  
"Doc! Let me go, you bitch!" Jennifer said, swiping at her with her free hand
though her blows did nothing to slow her down. "Help! Help!" she screamed as
Mia opened the bedroom door and threw her inside, closing and locking it after
them.  
  
"MMMFFFMFMM! UUPPPPPP MMRRMMFF!"  
  
As shocked and scared as she was, Jennifer couldn't help but look over to the
bed where the muffled cries came from. A young man - - she vaguely recognised
him as a fellow student at the Wilbraham Academy named Robert or Richard or
something - - lay naked on his back on the bed, his hands tied behind him, his
ankles tied together, several pieces of duct tape over his mouth. His eyes
were wide and he thrashed around as he saw the two women, Jennifer sprawled on
the floor, the doctor standing over her.  
  
"Fuck!" Jennifer said. "Look, doc, I don't know what fucking sex game you're
into, but count me out, okay? Now let me go, you crazy bitch."  
  
"No, I don't think so," Dr McAllister said, walking over to the other side of
the bed and opening the cabinet beside it. "I was hoping to do this the easy
way," she said as she withdrew a large knife, Jennifer backing away from her,
"but as you're not into this," she indicated her huge tits, tiny waist and
firm, big ass, "I guess it's the hard way."  
  
She climbed on to the bed on her knees, following after the naked man as he
tried to wriggle away. She reached out and held him still with one hand,
raising the knife in the other.  
  
"Rod here couldn't wait to get his hands on me, could you, Rod?" she said as
she gripped him by his hair and pulled him half upright. "He thought all his
birthdays had come at once when he saw me in the mall this morning."  
  
She plunged the knife deep into his throat time after time, blood pouring from
his wounds, raining down his chest and on to the bed. The crimson fluid pooled
beneath him and splattered against the doctor's tits, belly and legs as she
stabbed him over and over, slicing huge holes in his neck.  
  
Jennifer stood against the wall of the bedroom and screamed, her eyes
transfixed on the sight before her. It was a horror movie come to life; it was
too real for her to comprehend; it was too much for her to handle. She slumped
unconscious to the floor.  
  
Dr McAllister let Rod's lifeless body fall back to the bed and moved off,
wiping her bloodied hands on her tiny skirt. As she did, a greyish green mold
appeared on the bed, absorbing the blood, transforming it into more of the
furry fungus. It travelled up and over Rod's body, quickly covering his entire
corpse, turning him into a pile of mold.  
  
Two holes appeared where his eyes had been, deep, dark holes with a green
light within.  
  
"You have done well again, my servant," the Lord of the Fungus said, a smile
spreading over its face. Its head turned slowly on its ruined neck, its gaze
on Jennifer's unconscious form. "Another bride for me?" it asked.  
  
"Yes, my Lord," Mia said. "I thought - - I thought two of us together would
increase the amount of men would could bring you."  
  
"Excellent. Bring her closer - - I am still weak."  
  
Mia took hold of her student and pulled her over and up on to the bed, laying
her next to the moldy form of No'nehogtath.  
  
Jennifer stirred with the movement, her eyes flickering open. As she saw the
grinning, fungal monstrosity looking at her she inhaled a deep breath which
was destined to be a scream. At the same time, however, the face of the fungus
Lord burst open, a shower of tiny spores spraying into her face and down her
lungs.  
  
Jennifer coughed and retched, scrabbling at her throat as she breathed in the
dry, bitter seeds. She rolled to her side, eyes bulging, tongue protruding
from her mouth, as she heaved and coughed, falling off the mattress and on to
the floor.  
  
In moments she was unconscious again, slumped on the carpet, oblivious to the
world.  
  
Mia ignored her and climbed on to the bed again, reaching for the soft, mossy
remnant of Rod's dick, holding it in her hand.  
  
"My Lord?" she asked. "I didn't have a chance to enjoy this young man as I'd
hoped. Nor, for that matter, your new bride. As you said, I belong to you,
now, and only you. I - - I long for you, my Lord. I long to be taken by you
again."  
  
The remains of Rod's face grinned even wider. "You have done well, my slave,"
No'nehogtath said. "am pleased with your offerings this day so I shall grant
you a reward."  
  
Mia smiled as she felt the thin tube of matter in her hand grow, harden and
thicken, becoming a solid tube with a rounded, bulbous knob at the end of it.
Without a second thought, still smeared in the blood of her student, she bent
down and swallowed as much of the fungal cock as she could. She forced herself
to cram the thick length to the back of her throat, gagging on it for a moment
before she felt it slide down her gullet. Mia stifled her own panic as she
realised the thing was still growing inside her, before she realised she could
still breathe - - the fungus allowed air through it and into her lungs even as
it filled her mouth and throat.  

While the fungus god's body didn't move, Mia felt the length of tentacle cock
sliding back and forth, literally fucking her throat as she purred and moaned
in delight. She slid a hand between her legs, easing two fingers into her
sopping wet pussy, fingering herself as she toyed gently with her clit, her
thighs shaking as she felt her orgasm building as quickly as the day before.  
  
She quickly lifted herself up and off the huge cock, coughing and spitting as
she released it from her throat, and turned, sitting on it. She guided it into
her twat, the blunt knob head spreading her cunt lips wide, making her moan in
pleasure and paid as she fed it into herself.  
  
"Aaahhhhhh fuck - - yes! Oh my god - - yes - - yes!"  
  
Mia pushed herself back and down, the whole of the fungal tentacle sliding
deep into her pussy, triggering her cum, making her yell and moan as she
thrashed around on top of the mold covered corpse that was host to her new
god.  
  
"Oh god - - aaahhhhh - - fuck me - - oh yes! Fuck me, my Lord!" she babbled as
she felt the prehensile length moving inside her, swelling to fill her every
inch. "Give it to me - - fuck me - - ahhhhhh - - give me - - your cum!" she
begged, still rocking back and forth on the huge shaft.  
  
She grinned as a deep growl came from No'nehogtath's frame and she felt the
huge cock inside her erupt, a constant stream of thick jism spurting deep into
her cunt, the warm slime quickly filling her up. There was a brief moment of
discomfort, of being too full, before the fungal cock pulled back and slipped
free, a torrent of slimy, pale green spunk spilling from her pussy, drenching
the crotch of her god. Mia felt its prick lurch and slide up her back, growing
ever longer, still pouring out its load of jizz, until it reached her
shoulder. She turned her head and willingly accepted the stiff, sodden mess of
its tentacle cock into her mouth again, eagerly drinking down the last of its
viscous outpouring, using her fingers to scoop up what she could from her back
and between her legs.  
  
"Of all my Brides," the Lord of the Fungus said, "across all the centuries, I
have never found one so eager for my seed."  
  
"I live for it, my Lord," Dr McAllister said, still licking her fingers clean.
"I only hope that when Jennifer and other Brides join us, that you will
continue to bless me with your bounty."  
  
"Indeed I shall. You shall be the Queen of my Brides, Mia McAllister. But I
grow weary, still." The light in the dark holes of its eyes began to dim.
"Bring me more sacrifices, my Queen. Bring me more that I may gain strength
and continue to bless you."  
  
Mia frowned in disappointment as the light went out and the body of her Lord
began to turn to ash, as she knew it would.  
  
She climbed off the bed, still idly scooping up the last of No'nehogtath's cum
and licking it from her fingers, and unlocked and opened the bedroom door
before bending down beside the unconscious Jennifer. With a little effort, she
was able to pick her up and carry her out of the room towards her own, much
larger bed. She stripped her, lingering over her trim stomach, small, firm
breasts and neatly trimmed pubes, before leaving her to sleep.  
  
Jennifer may have turned her down a little while ago, but she would feel
differently in the morning.  
  
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        The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 04


_This is filed under Erotic Horror because as it goes along, it'll feature
gruesome deaths and violence. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big
tits and big dicks like most of my stuff, along with non-human magical
creatures. If none of that is what you're after, don't bother continuing from
here.  
  
And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18._  
  
† † † † †  
  
Kurt Denholm sat in his large bed, flicking through the pages of an old book,
a look of frustration on his face. Beside him, curled up against his muscular
torso, lay his daughter Kat, fingers flicking over the screen of her iPad.  
  
"It's no good," Kurt said. "I can't find anything about a cure for the
condition, other than by removing this mysterious seed the accounts talk
about. And in every case - that ends in death."  
  
"Not much of a cure, dad," Kat said. "And I hope you're only talking about a
cure for Dr McAllister. I'm quite happy with my new look." She reached under
the covers and hefted her father's heavy, thick cock. "And I'm very happy with
yours as well."  
  
Kurt grinned and dropped the book on to the floor, slipping one arm around her
shoulders, the other pushing the covers down, revealing and the cupping her
huge tits.  
  
"Couldn't agree more, baby," he said.  
  
"Ah shit," Kat said.  
  
"Not the reaction I was expecting," Kurt said.  
  
"No, not you, dad, this." She pointed at her tablet which showed an article
from the website of the Wilbraham Sentinel, the local newspaper. The headline
read SIX ACADEMY STUDENTS, ONE DOCTOR MISSING.  
  
"Is the doctor your boss?" Kurt asked.  
  
"Yeah," Kat said. "Dr McAllister hasn't been at the Academy since we were
attacked by the fungus last week," she said, paraphrasing the article. "Since
then, six students have gone missing, four boys and two girls - shit! Dad, one
of the girls who's gone missing, it's Jennifer Rabaiotti, the girl Dr
McAllister mentioned to me before she realised I wasn't possessed by that
thing that's got her."  
  
"You said she wanted to use that girl to recruit others, other brides for the
fungus?"  
  
"Yeah," Kat said. "Dad, it looks like she's really going through with this,
trying to get more brides for No'nehogtath. While we've been fucking our
brains out for the last week, she's been luring boys to sacrifice to that
fungus god."  
  
Kurt pulled her closer. "Not your fault, baby," he said. "We've been looking
for a cure for Dr McAllister as well, and if we can find a way to help her
without killing her then we will."  
  
"But shouldn't we have spoken to the police or something?"  
  
"You know they wouldn't believe us, Kat," he said. "At the least they'd think
we were crazy, at worst they'd lock us up. Probably the latter if they found
out we'd been having sex together."  
  
"Yeah, I guess," Kat said. She cuddled up closer to her father's broad chest,
her hand lazily stroking his big dick, feeling it slowly harden in her hand.
"As much as I want to help Mia and wish this crazy shit hadn't happened, I'm
really glad you and I ended up like this. You know, pornstar bodies and sex
drives."  
  
"Mmmmm, me too," Kurt said, running his hand over her big, round tits again,
feeling her small nipples harden beneath his fingers. As she lifted her head,
he bent his down and they kissd, tongues slipping into each other's mouths.
She smiled up at him as she broke the kiss, pushed the covers to one side and
bent down, stuffing as much of his half hard cock into her mouth as she could.  
  
Kat purred as she sucked and gently chewed on the tough stalk of his meat, her
head being forced up as it grew bigger and harder in her mouth. She drooled
all over it, spit sliding down the shaft which she used as lube to ease the
motion of her hand as she slid it up and down the thickening trunk of his
cock.  
  
"Aahhhhhh, fuck yeah," Kurt sighed, bunching his hand in her dyed blue hair,
gently guiding her as she bobbed her head up and down. "That's it, baby - suck
Daddy's cock."  
  
Had her mouth not been crammed full of his dick, she would have smiled. Only a
week ago he'd been racked with guilt after they'd first had sex but since his
own transformation in to a muscular, big dicked and slightly younger version
of himself, he'd happily thrown all concerns to the wind.  
  
"Yeah, suck my dick - suck Daddy's big dick," he murmured, sliding his free
hand over Kat's back and down her side, grabbing a handful of her huge tits
that, despite their size, still managed to be firm and sit high on her chest.
"Get it nice and wet, baby," he grunted, pushing his hips up, thrusting into
the back of her throat.  
  
"AAGGLLLL! KKLLLL! MMMPPPHFLLL!" Kat coughed and gargled as her father's cock
pushed beyond her mouth and into her throat, something she never would have
been able to take before the fungus had changed her. Now she loved feeling his
hard shaft deep inside her, spit dribbling down its length as the big, bulbous
head slid in and out of her throat.  
  
Kat reared back, thick lines of spit connecting her lips and his cock head for
a moment before they broke, covering her father's dick in saliva. She fisted
his hard length for a moment before looking up at him and smiling.  
  
"Your dick's all wet and slippery, Daddy," she said. "You know where I want
it?"  
  
"Where, baby?" Kurt asked with a grin.  
  
She rolled on to her back, her head on the pillow, and cupped her huge, round
tits, mauling them as she mashed them together.  
  
"Put it between my titties, Daddy," she said, spreading her big jugs apart.
"Come fuck your daughter's big fucking titties."  
  
Kurt quickly climbed over and straddled her, holding his steel hard cock down
so that Kat could wrap her big tits around it, the head just peeping out from
her deep cleavage. While his late wife - Kat's mother - had been small
breasted, he'd secretly always had a thing for big tits. Since his and Kat's
transformations he had eagerly indulged his fetish to the delight of his
daughter.  
  
He slid his cock along the valley between her tits, sighing as he felt and
watched her lick and suck at the head of his dick as it popped out on his up
thrusts, Kat's tongue lashing around it before she clamped her lips around the
rosy knob.  
  
"Ahhh yeah - yeah, that's it, baby," Kurt groaned. "Love your tits - Daddy
loves your big - fucking - tits."  
  
"Mmmmm - and I - love your - big cock - Daddy," Kat said between sucks.  
  
Kurt reached down and took hold of his daughter's enormous tits, holding them
in place as he thrust his cock in and out of her cleavage, titty fucking her
with long, slow strokes, just the way they both liked it. His cock bucked as
it was wrapped in the fleshy pillows, spurting out thick lines of clear pre-
cum that helped lube the motion of his dick and filled the bedroom with the
slick sounds of their tit fuck.  
  
"Can I - can I fuck your pussy now, baby?" Kurt asked after a few minutes.  
  
Kat smiled up at him. "You're so polite, Daddy," she said teasingly before
glaring up at him, gritting her teeth. "Fuck it, Daddy - fuck your naughty
girl's cunt," she growled.  
  
Kurt quickly shuffled back, letting her move her legs when he was out of the
way. He took hold of the back of her knees and pushed the back and apart,
spreading her sopping wet pussy. Kat reached down and grabbed his cock head,
positioning it at the entrance to her twat, groaning in delight as the big
knob spread her lips as it eased inside.  
  
"Aaahhhh yeah - fuck me, Daddy - fuck my pussy," she cried as Kurt pushed his
cock deeper into her twat. "Do it - hard and fast, Daddy - fuck me hard and
fast!"  
  
Kurt thrust his whole length inside her, cramming all of his big shaft deep
into his daughter's pussy before withdrawing until just the head remained,
then shoved it back in, over and over, fucking her as hard and as fast as he
could and she wanted.  
  
"Oh God - love fucking you, baby - love your tight pussy," he gasped as he
banged his cock in and out of her cunt, his big balls banging against her
round ass with every thrust.  
  
He'd never had such hot, rampant sex as he had in the last week since he and
his daughter had started fucking. He and his late wife had made love often but
it had always been quiet, usually in the dark and restrained. Whether it was
the effects of the fungus or Kat's true nature Kurt didn't know or care but
sex with her was like being in a porn film. As much as they loved each other,
they didn't make love - they fucked, pure and simple.  
  
"Fuck, Daddy!" Kat cried, looking up at him. "Fuck my cunt - make me cum -
make me cum, Daddy."  
  
Kurt doubled his efforts, shoving his cock harder, faster and deeper inside
Kat's pussy, his meaty shaft spreading her hot, slippery walls apart, feeling
like his cock head was banging into the entrance to her womb.  
  
"Aahhh - ah - fuck yeah - fuck me!" Kat cried, feeling her orgasm building as
her father fucked her. "Fuck - gonna - fucking - cum!" she gasped, her pussy
clamping down around Kurt's dick as she came, waves of pleasure crashing
through her body. Her father continued fucking her as she shook and writhed on
the bed, slowing down slightly so she could better enjoy the sensations.  
  
"That good, baby?" he asked with a grin as she panted, looking up at him with
a big smile on her face.  
  
"Oh yeah, Daddy," she sighed. "Daddy?" she asked quietly, pushing his firm abs
back, making him withdraw his prick. "There's something I want to do that we
haven't done yet."  
  
"What's that, baby?" he asked, watching as she turned round on to her knees,
dropping her head down to the bed, her huge tits squashing out beneath her.  
  
She reached back and spread her ass cheeks wide, exposing her tight, wrinkled
asshole to his gaze.  
  
"I want you to fuck my ass, Daddy," she said. "I know you like getting your
fingers in there, but I think it's time I had your cock up my butt."  
  
"Oh baby - baby are you sure?" Kurt asked, torn between lust and concern.  
  
"Do it, Daddy," Kat said. "Stick that big cock of yours up my ass."  
  
Kurt took hold of his cock and shuffled forward, aiming it at his daughter's
tiny, crinkled butt hole, pushing the flared head against it. His knob
flattened against her asshole for a moment as they both held their breath
before Kat relaxed enough, her ass opened a little and his cock popped inside.  
  
"Uunnnngghhh, fuck - yeah," Kat sighed as he father slowly pushed another
couple of inches into her butt. "Ah - ah - ahhhh - that's it - that's what I
want," she groaned as her father's cock worked in and out of her ass, going a
little deeper each time.  
  
"Fuck, baby," Kurt sighed, staring down at the sight of his prick sliding in
and out of her butt. "Your ass is so fucking tight."  
  
"That's because - your cock's so big," Kat gasped, starting to rock back
against him, helping him cram more and more of his giant prick into her butt.
"Oh fuck - fuck that's so good," she moaned, still holding her ass cheeks
apart as her father stuffed his dick into her behind. "You like that? You like
my ass, Daddy?"  
  
"Jesus, yes," Kurt laughed, picking up the pace. "Love fucking - my daughter's
tight - hot - fucking asshole."  
  
"Take it, Daddy!" Kat cried. "Fuck my ass! Fuck my horny ass!"  
  
Kurt grunted as he shoved his cock into Kat's asshole over and over, stuffing
his whole length deep into her ass, fucking her harder and faster, just how
she liked it.  
  
"Fuck!" he gasped, pounding his daughter's tight butthole. "Gonna cum!"  
  
"Let me taste it, Daddy!" Kat cried as he whipped his big dick from her butt.
"Lemme taste your cum!"  
  
Kurt shuffled round to her head, his hand stroking his cock, as Kat rolled
over on to her side and eagerly wrapped her lips round his knob, taking his
dick deep into her mouth. Her father groaned, a long drawn out moan, then
shook, his prick swelling in her mouth as it unleashed a torrent of jism. The
first thick stream went straight down her throat but before she could swallow
the second, the third filled her mouth to overflowing. She coughed and moved
back, spunk spilling from her lips to fall down her cheek and chin, before her
father's prick spat out more and more cum, coating her face, laying in thick,
unbroken lines across her gorgeous features. He groaned as his balls clenched,
his dick lurched and more spunk than he'd ever shot poured out and over his
daughter's face.  
  
"Cum for me, Daddy," Kat sighed, scooping up as much of his jizz as she could,
shovelling it into her mouth to swallow it down. "Mmmm, so good - so tasty,"
she purred.  
  
Kurt watched as his daughter cleaned her face of his cum, not missing a drop,
smiling up at him as she did it.  
  
They were interrupted by the sound of her cell phone ringing - he expected her
to ignore it but she frowned.  
  
"That's Dr McAllister's ring tone," she said before rolling off the bed and
scrambling through her clothes, trying to find where she'd dropped her phone
the night before. Once she had it, she pressed the screen, switching the
speaker phone on. "Dr McAllister?" she asked.  
  
"Ah, Katherine. So good to hear your voice again," the doctor said. "I hope
you're well and the changes the fungus wrought have allowed you to - enjoy
yourself."  
  
"I'm fine," Kat said. "I could do with fewer crazy bitches trying to stab me,"
she said.  
  
"Oh I do apologise about that," Dr McAllister said. "I was just getting used
to my own changes, you understand? And as I recall, it was me who ended up
with the knife wound, not you."  
  
Kat and her father remained silent for a moment.  
  
"What do you want?" Kat asked eventually.  
  
"I'd like to meet with you. To talk about what's happened. I'm sure you're as
curious as me, so I thought it might be best to share whatever we've found
out."  
  
"I've found out some students are missing and you haven't been to the
Academy," Kat said. "You want to talk about that?"  
  
"Not really," Dr McAllister said, sounding bored. "I want to talk about why I
hear my Lord and you don't. We can meet in a public place, if you like, so you
won't feel threatened. Somewhere open with lots of people. What do you say?"  
  
"Okay," Kat said. "Century Park, near the northern end of the lake. At noon."  
  
"Very well," the doctor said. "I'll be alone so there's no need to worry." And
with that, she hung up.  
  
"You think it's a trap?" Kurt asked her daughter.  
  
"I don't know. But I'd like you to come with me."  
  
"Of course." Kurt ran his fingers across her cheek, smearing some of his cum
towards her mouth. "You might want to shower first, though," he said.  
  
† † † † †  
  
Kat sat on a bench near the north end of Century Park as she'd arranged with
Dr McAllister and watched the people go by. In the week since her
transformation she'd managed to find time to buy new clothes that better fit
her new shape. Her jeans were tight up her legs and clung to the round cheeks
of her butt while her shirt, despite being a large size, was still stretched
across her huge tits, the top few buttons undone and exposing the start of her
deep cleavage and the round swells of the tops of her mounds.  
  
It was no wonder she received plenty of admiring looks from the young - and
old - men who wandered by, not to mention more than a few of the women.  
  
"Katherine. You're looking... Well," Dr Mia McAllister said as she stepped
from behind Kat's bench, making her jump.  
  
Despite the doctor's attempt to kill her the last time they met, Kat couldn't
help looking at her with more than a little desire. Mia's body was just like
her own - all tits and ass - and she clearly revelled in it. Her tight black
skirt that stopped at mid thigh - the glimpse of stocking tops - the high
heels - the silk blouse that was practically skin tight around her huge tits -
the small clutch bag she held in her hands - all combined to give her the
appearance of a high class hooker.  
  
Dr McAllister sat on the bench a foot or two away from Kat and smiled over at
her.  
  
"So. Here we are," she said.  
  
"You wanted to talk, Dr McAllister," Kat said.  
  
"Yes. Yes, I did." The doctor idly reached up with one hand and toyed with the
edge of her blouse, running her fingertips along the edge, grazing them gently
against the large swell of her breasts. "We're puzzled, you see. We can't
understand why your body has changed but you cannot hear the voice of
No'nehogtath." Mia frowned at her. "My Lord has said this has never happened
before in all the many centuries he has been here."  
  
"I don't know why either," Kat said. "We both went through the same thing,
both got infected by the same spores."  
  
"Hmmmm. You say infected, I say blessed." Mia looked at her former assistant
and smiled. "Would you like to try again?" she asked. "My Lord is willing to
give you another attempt at receiving his blessing."  
  
"Are you willing to be cured?" Kat asked in return. "We're looking for a way
to cure you, some way we can get you back to normal."  
  
Mia reached out and took Kat's hand lightly. "Oh my dear girl, why would I
want to go back to being normal? I have more power, more desire now than I
ever had in my old life. My Lord gives me the strength I need and the purpose
I was lacking. I could never go back to normal."  
  
Kat pulled her hand away and found that she wanted to cry. She'd never been
terribly close to Dr McAllister but knowing what she did of the fungus god
that had infected her, Kat was saddened to hear her words.  
  
Dr McAllister frowned for a moment.  
  
"Who's we?" Kat shook her head, not understanding. "A second ago you said we
were looking for a cure. Who else knows about this?" Before Kat could answer,
the doctor's bag chirped. She reached in and withdrew her phone, flicking
through the screens before turning back to Kat. "Who's we, Katherine?"  
  
"No one," Kat said.  
  
"Is that so? Not even your father?" Dr McAllister turned her phone round so
that Kat could see the screen which showed a picture of a gorgeous young woman
holding a pistol to Kurt's head. "Two of my - compatriots found your father
watching us a little way off. But you knew he was there, didn't you? After
all, we watched you arrive together."  
  
"Don't hurt him, please," Kat begged.  
  
Mia looked at the photo in more detail. "He's looking very well, isn't he? All
buff and rugged. It's almost like he's been - transformed, isn't it?" She
stared over at Kat. "Did you do something to him? Why does he look fifteen
years younger than he did a couple of weeks ago? How have you done that?"  
  
"I - I don't know," Kat said. "The fungus - it must have affected him after we
- "  
  
"After you what?" Mia asked before realisation dawned and she could answer her
own question. "Oh my god, you fucked your own father, didn't you?" she asked
with a smile, Kat's look of embarrassment all the confirmation she needed.
"You two had sex and somehow he changed as well. You're both definitely going
to come with me."  
  
"What? Where?"  
  
"To meet my Lord. He's going to have so many questions for you."  
  
"Dr McAllister, please - Mia, please, don't hurt my father."  
  
"Oh you poor girl. I don't think you know what's going to happen. We're going
to do more than just hurt him and you."  
  
Kat stared at her in horror for a split second before she started to launch
herself at her, a snarl of fury pouring from her mouth. At that instant,
strands of grey vegetation shot from the ground beneath the bench forming
cords that wrapped themselves around her wrists, pulling her hands back down.
More of the grey, fibrous ropes wrapped around her legs, pinning them together
while yet more slid around and across her body.  
  
Just as she was about to scream, a last, thicker cord lay across her mouth,
stifling her cry.  
  
"My Lord is with me at all times," Dr McAllister said as she reached out and
stroked Kat's bosom, the terrified younger woman staring at her, struggling
against the matted ropes that held her fast. "And he can't wait to meet you
properly," she said. They both looked up as a large van drove slowly across
the grass of the park towards them, pulling up next to the bench.  
  

Another woman - equally as busty and sensual as either Kat or the doctor -
climbed out and went around the back, opening the rear doors. It took Kat a
second to realise it was Jennifer Rabaiotti who was obviously working with Dr
McAllister and her mad fungus god.  
  
The ends of the ropes came free from the ground as the doctor and Jennifer
lifted Kat's trussed body and loaded her into the back of the van, alongside
her father who was tied up in a similar manner. They stared at each other
helplessly as the van doors closed and they were driven away.  
  
++++++++  
  
It was difficult to judge how long they were in the back of the van, jostling
and rolling around as it left the park, picked up the road and, some time
later, headed off along what felt and sounded like a country track. All Kat
and her father could do was stare at each other and hope for the best.  
  
Eventually, the van stopped and the rear doors were opened. Jennifer Rabaiotti
and another girl - obviously another Bride of the Fungus judging by her figure
- dragged Kurt's large frame out first, the pair of them struggling to get him
upright, before they did the same with Kat. Despite the horrible
circumstances, Kat couldn't help moan a little in pleasure as she felt them
take the opportunity to run their hands over her body, squeezing her big jugs
and cupping her ass.  
  
As they stood, the vines wrapping their legs fell to the ground and were
absorbed into the earth, allowing them to walk under the guidance of the
Brides, though their arms and bodies were still tied, their mouths still
gagged.  
  
Kat and her father looked around them, seeing a large, single storied building
that looked like a barn of some sort, set in the middle of a scrap of land. On
three sides, the barn was flanked by an old wood with close set trees, the
remaining side being where they'd parked the van, a rough track leading away
from it. Neither she nor Kurt had any idea where they were.  
  
Dr McAllister walked ahead of them and opened the barn, closing the heavy,
corrugated iron door after the two Brides had led their captives inside. The
interior was mostly empty - a few bales of hay were placed around the edges of
the floor with planks of wood leaning against the walls here and there. A
large but dirty skylight let in plenty of sunshine although it was tinged to
an almost brown colour because of the grime, giving the place a run down look.  
  
"We thought this would be nice and quiet," the doctor said as the Brides moved
Kat to one bale of hay while Mia moved Kurt to one of the beams that supported
the roof, the vines wrapping themselves around the beam, holding him tight to
it. "I think you know Jennifer from the Academy, don't you?" she asked Kat
before indicating the other girl. "This is Sarah, our latest recruit."  
  
"Hi," Sarah said incongruously, waving at Kat.  
  
Kurt winced as the doctor tore open his shirt to reveal his broad chest and
taut abs before opening his trousers, reaching in and pulling out his big,
heavy cock.  
  
"Oh my," she said in admiration. "That's a really big cock, Mr Denholm. No
wonder Kat couldn't resist it."  
  
"You fucked your own father?" Jennifer whispered in Kat's ear as she ran her
hand over the captive's big tits, squeezing them gently, grinning as she felt
Kat's nipples harden beneath her shirt. "Mmmmm, you dirty bitch," she said,
leaning closer and licking and nibbling at her ear.  
  
"The doctor's right, though," Sarah said, leaning into Kat from the other
side, cupping her other tit. "That's a really big cock he's got."  
  
"Still, that's not what we're here for," Mia said as she took a sharp bladed
knife from her clutch bag.  
  
Kat struggled against her bonds, screaming behind her gag as she watched her
former boss step up to her father, tilt his head back and draw her knife
across his throat, sending a torrent of blood pouring down his chest.  
  
Kurt gasped in pain and surprise, looking over at his daughter as his life
ebbed away.  
  
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        The Wilbraham Fungus Ch. 05


_This is filed under Erotic Horror because as it goes along, it'll feature
gruesome deaths and violence. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big
tits and big dicks like most of my stuff, along with non-human magical
creatures. If none of that is what you're after, don't bother continuing from
here.  
  
And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18._  
  
† † † † †  
  
Kat screamed behind her gag as she watched her father shake and convulse
against the pole he was tied to as blood poured from the wound in his throat,
cascading over his chest. Her former boss, Dr Mia McAllister, still held the
knife she'd used to slit his throat as she moved forward and kissed him
deeply, forcing her tongue into his mouth as his life slipped away.  
  
Kat struggled against the vines that still held both her arms behind her back
and her feet to the floor, while two of Mia's students - - Jennifer and Sarah
- - held her on the bale of hay, the three of them watching raptly as Kurt's
struggles lessened.  
  
"There now," Mia said as she stepped back. "How does that feel, my Lord?" she
asked.  
  
Kurt's eyes flickered open to reveal jet black orbs with just the tiniest pin
prick of light deep within them. He smiled, his wide, toothy grin seeming to
gleam in the murky afternoon sunshine that the grubby skylight in the barn's
roof let in.  
  
"You have done well, my Bride," he said in a deep, rasping voice, so different
from his normal one. "This form will serve my needs to move about in this
world of yours."  
  
Kat stopped struggling, staring in horror, tears running down her face as she
realised what had happened to her father.  
  
"Jennifer, Sarah," Mia said, "come and worship your Lord No'nehogtath in his
new form."  
  
The ropes of fibrous fungus that held Kurt Denholm to the pole simply fell
away as No'nehogtath, Lord of the Fungus, willed it as he stepped forward,
spreading his arms wide. The three women knelt eagerly at his feet - - leaving
Kat on the bale of hay, feet still tied to the floor by the same fungal ropes
that held her arms - - and smiled up at him. Sarah and Jennifer took hold of
his already open trousers and pulled them down, letting him step out of them,
while Mia reached up and took hold of his big, spongy cock.  
  
"Make me ready," No'nehogtath growled.  
  
Mia simply moved forward, opening her mouth and letting the swelling knob of
his prick slip between her lips. She sucked on it for a moment, pushing
forward and allowing the big length to move further inside her mouth, bumping
up against the back of her throat until she relaxed and swallowed, taking it
deeper still.  
  
"Oh, wow," Sarah said, watching in awe. "That's fucking unbelievable."  
  
No'nehogtath grunted in pleasure as Mia began rocking back and forth, his
hardening cock sliding in and out of her throat with every move until the
increasing angle of his prick forced her to let it slip from her mouth with a
gasp. His huge shaft bobbed in front of the three women, covered in Mia's
spit, the flared head almost constantly leaking pre-cum that was not clear,
but a bright green.  
  
Jennifer - - a committed lesbian until her transformation the week before - -
reached for his cock and stroked it as she licked and sucked on the pulsing
head, taking it as far as she could but not being able to match Mia.  
  
"My turn, my turn," Sarah whined.  
  
"There will be plenty for all," No'nehogtath said before he looked across the
room to where Kat was still imprisoned. "All of you," he said.  
  
As Sarah and Jennifer took turns feeding each other their Lord's cock, Mia
stood and stripped off her tight blouse, revealing the huge, round tits that
she - - and the others, including Kat - - had been blessed with following
their transformations. Her bra quickly followed her blouse in flying to the
floor, along with her skirt, leaving her just in stockings and high heels. She
smiled over at her master.  
  
"How would you like me, my Lord?" she asked.  
  
No'nehogtath grinned and pointed to the floor in front of him. "Hands and
knees, Queen of my Brides," he said.  
  
Kat watched as Mia dropped to her hands and knees, facing her, smiling over at
her former student as the thing inhabiting the body of Kat's dead father
crouched behind her, holding his huge cock in one hand, the other gripping her
ass cheek.  
  
Mia's eyes closed and she sighed as No'nehogtath's cock slid into her pussy,
the thick shaft spreading the walls of her cunt wide. More and more of his
massive prick slipped inside her until she was convinced the head of his prick
was nudging into her very womb. Slowly he withdrew until just the crown of his
cock remained inside, before moving forward and stuffing the rest of his prick
into her twat.  
  
"Uuuunmnnngghh - - fuck - - fucking hell," Mia grunted, opening her eyes and
looking at Kat. "Ohh - - oh, your father's cock - - mmmmm - - feels so good in
my pussy," she said. "No wonder - - you couldn't resist it."  
  
"Fuck you, you bitch!" Kat wanted to scream but all she could do was grunt and
moan in anger, the fungus vine across her mouth gagging her words.  
  
Mia glanced to her side as she felt something hit the ground beside her.
Jennifer and Sarah had both stripped naked and, too impatient to wait for
their Lord to share his blessing, had decided to help each other out. They
kissed each other, hands roaming over each other's huge tits, tweaking their
nipples as they made out, hands sliding lower, across their taut, flat
stomachs, finding each other's pussies and slipping fingers inside.  
  
"Aahhhhhh - - fuck," Mia groaned as No'nehogtath pushed and pulled his cock in
and out of her cunt, filling her to the brim with every thrust. Kurt Denholm
had been possessed of a big dick beforehand but now, with the spirit of
No'nehogtath controlling his body, her Lord had made it even larger.  
  
"You are the Queen of my Brides," he grunted as he fucked her harder and
faster, her pussy becoming used to his size, his pre-cum aiding the resizing.
"Of all my Brides, you shall be most blessed," he said.  
  
"Uuhhhnnnn - - fuck - - thank - - thank you, my Lord," Mia managed to gasp,
her huge tits swinging gently beneath her as his big fuck meat filled her time
and again. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching the shaft
of his cock, almost able to feel every bump and vein that ran along its length
she was so full. "Oh god - - oh my god - - fuck me - - fuck me!" she babbled
knowing full well that was exactly what was happening - - her god was fucking
her.  
  
Beside them, Sarah and Jennifer had changed position, Jennifer laying on top
of her fellow Bride and facing away from her in a sixty-nine, the pair of them
eating each other's pussies.  
  
Kat could do nothing but watch, hating herself for being turned on at the
salacious exhibition in front of her, as Mia moaned and cried as she was
fucked over and over.  
  
"Oh fuck - - aahhhhhnnnn - - fucking - - cumming!" Mia yelled as
No'nehogtath's big dick brought her off, her orgasm crashing through her body
as he continued fucking her.  
  
"Receive my blessing," he said, not even out of breath. His cock swelled
inside her as he thrust it as deep as he could, the head spurting out a huge
amount of thick, slimy cum. She shuddered as she felt it batter into her womb,
literally filling her up within the first two spurts.  
  
He pulled back, dragging his still spurting cock out of her tight cunt until
it popped free, sending a torrent of green jizm running down her legs and out
on to the floor.  
  
Jennifer looked up and whimpered in disappointment. "My Lord - - I'd hoped - -
I thought we - - " she said falteringly.  
  
No'nehogtath grinned as he stood up and moved over to her, his huge cock still
hard, the head dripping thick, green jizz.  
  
"There will be plenty for all my Brides," he said, "just as I promised." Again
he looked over to Kat. "All of my Brides," he said, before crouching down
behind Jennifer, his big knob nudging aside Sarah's tongue as he slipped it
inside her pussy.  
  
"Oh - - oh fuck - - oh my Lord - - yes!" Jennifer cried as she felt
No'nehogtath's big cock head slip past the entrance to her pussy and slide
deeper inside. "Uuuuhhnnnnn - - fuck - - so fucking big!" she moaned.  
  
His green jism aided the passage of his prick as it slid into her cunt,
stretching her wider than she ever had been before. The bulbous knob plowed
ever deeper as well, pushing further into her with every gentle thrust of his
hips, the spongy knob seeming to bump into the entrance to her womb. She'd
swear she felt it go even further, changing shape and slipping into the very
deepest parts of her.  
  
"Oh fuck - - ahahhhhhh - - nnnhggggnngn - -fuuuuuuck!" she groaned as
No'nehogtath increased his tempo, fucking her faster, bringing his huge cock
almost all the way out before pushing all the way back in.  
  
Beneath her, Sarah lapped as well as she could at Jennifer's clit, her tongue
lashing across her pussy and No'nehogtath's cock and huge ball sack. She'd
have liked Jennifer to return to eating her twat but with the bird's eye view
she had of the fucking she was getting, she wasn't too surprised her fellow
Bride was too busy to eat her out.  
  
Mia had stood and, on slightly shaky legs, walked over to Kat, her pussy still
dripping green spunk down her legs.  
  
"You know, it's not too late for you to join us," she said, reaching out and
stroking Kat's dyed blue hair, frowning as she flinched from the touch.
"Accept our Lord and you would be privileged among his Brides, second only to
me, a Princess to my Queen." She pulled down the fibrous rope of fungus that
acted as a gag.  
  
"Fuck you!" Kat hissed. "We wanted to help you but you killed my father, you
fucking bitch!"  
  
"Oh well," Mia said with a little regret. "Can't say I didn't try."  
  
She turned back to the threesome just as Jennifer yelled that she was cumming.
As she approached, she saw No'nehogtath sink his shaft as deep as possible
into her student's pussy spurting out another torrent of thick green cum, as
copious as the one she had received. He continued fucking her as she came
before slowly drawing his huge shaft out. Beneath them, Sarah eagerly opened
her mouth wide, drinking down the mass of sticky green fluid that ran from
Jennifer's gaping pussy and splashed over her face.  
  
No'nehogtath stood and moved around them, kneeling down between Sarah's
outstretched legs, pushing Jennifer's half conscious head aside. Taking his
still hard cock in his hand, he fed it between the sopping lips of Sarah's
cunt, easing the knob inside.  
  
"Aaaggghhhhh - - ahhhhhh fuck, yeah! Yes - - fuck me, my Lord - - fuck me!"
Sarah moaned as No'nehogtath began moving his big cock in and out of her cunt,
letting her pussy adjust to its size before starting to go deeper. "Oh fuck -
- fucking hell - - mmmmm - - so big," she sighed.  
  
No'nehogtath moved Jennifer to one side and grabbed Sarah's huge tits,
squeezing them as he fucked her pussy. Mia knelt beside her, kissing her,
sliding her tongue deep into her mouth, running her hands over Sarah's tits as
their Lord held on to them.  
  
"Oh my god - - fuck me - - fuck my pussy!" Sarah yelled, thrusting her hips up
at him as he shoved his huge cock deeper and deeper into her twat. She grunted
in surprise and pleasure as she felt the bulbous knob head bump up against the
entrance to her womb, going deeper than any man she'd ever had. She squealed
as she felt his prick lurch and seem to grow inside her, actually slipping
inside her womb with every thrust.  
  
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Mia asked her with a big grin.  
  
"Fucking hell yes!" Sarah managed, her eyes wide, her body shaking as her Lord
brought her to the fastest and strongest orgasm she'd ever had.  
  
"Take my blessing," No'nehogtath grunted as his cock head swelled up, spitting
out his third load of thick, emerald jizz into Sarah's spasming pussy. Again
and again his cock erupted inside her, filling her insides up with the same
amount of cum he'd produced the first time he'd fucked Mia.  
  
After a minute or two, he slowly pulled out of Sarah, his jism puddling
beneath her firm buttocks as she sighed, relaxing after her cum.  
  
No'nehogtath stood and walked around to Mia who still knelt beside Sarah,
crouching behind her firm ass and slipping his still stiff cock into her spunk
filled pussy.  
  
"Oh - - oh, my Lord," she said, looking over her shoulder at him. "Again?"  
  
"Oh yes, my Queen," he said with a smile. "Oh yes."  
  
† † † † †  
  
Kat watched No'nehogtath, the Lord of the Fungus, use her father's body to
fuck his three Brides over and over again. First Mia, then Jennifer, then
Sarah, then Mia again in an endless loop of sex, each time delivering the same
massive amount of cum as he triggered a huge orgasm within them.  
  
Soon he was humping them as they were almost unconscious, draping them over
the bales of hay and fucking them from behind. Their legs and pussies were
covered in the slimy green jizz that never seemed to dry out, the fungus god
continually refilling them as they moaned in half-aware pleasure.  
  
The only time he paused was as evening wore on - - he found some oil lamps and
lit them, illuminating the barn so he could go back to fucking his Brides one
after the other.  
  
Kat could do nothing but watch - - the vines that held her remained tight,
restricting her movements. She eventually fell into a half-sleep, worn out by
the day's events and the shock of seeing her father killed and possessed.  
  
She woke some time later to the sound of her father quietly calling her name.  
  
She looked up to find him, naked, covered in sweat, hay and dirt, his huge
hard-on still sticking out in front of him, dribbling green cum, one of the
oil lamps in his hand.  
  
"No, no," she moaned, struggling to get away. "You're not fucking me, you
bastard."  
  
"Kat, it's me - - your father," he said.  
  
"What?" she asked. She looked up at him, realising the black orbs that
No'nehogtath had for eyes had been replaced by her father's own blue ones.
"Daddy?"  
  
"It's me, baby," he said quietly. "I think - - I think I've worn this bastard
out." He glanced back at the three Brides who lay almost comatose over the
bales of hay. "Though it took some doing. I had to keep him from getting to
you for as long as I could."  
  
"What - - what are we going to do?"  
  
Kurt raised the knife that Mia had used to slit his throat and quickly cut her
free from her bonds. She stood, rubbing her wrists and ankles, trying to bring
some life back to her legs after being sat down for so long.  
  
"Come on," she said, "let's get out of here."  
  
"I can't, Kat," her father said. "I'm sorry - - No'nehogtath's going to come
back soon and I - - I won't be able to stop him."  
  
"But Daddy - - we can run, you're okay," Kat said, tears starting to run down
her cheeks. "You're okay."  
  
"I'm not, baby," he said, reaching out and stroking her face, running his hand
through her dyed blue hair. "I'm so sorry. But you can escape. I can - - I can
deal with the Brides," he said, holding up the knife. "And then I can - - deal
with No'nehogtath."  
  
"No, Daddy, no, we can find a cure, we can change this, we can get you back
for good," Kat said through her tears.  
  
"I'm sorry, baby," he said. "I'm sorry but we can't."  
  
"My Lord?" Mia said sleepily, sitting up on the bale of hay. "Is everything
all right?"  
  
Kurt shuddered and his eyes turned black again for an instant before changing
back to Kurt's.  
  
"He's coming back, Kat," he hissed. "You need to run!"  
  
"My Lord?" Mia asked again, this time more alert.  
  
Kat thought for a split second before grabbing the oil lamp her father carried
and flinging it high into the air. It crashed down just a few feet from where
Mia and the other Brides were, flames splashing out across the hay, the barn
bursting into flames.  
  
"Run, Kat!" her father shouted, pushing her towards the door before he strode
over to the Brides, heading towards the flames.  
  
"Daddy!" Kat screamed, shielding her eyes against the fire that was spreading
faster across the whole of the barn. She heard Mia cursing her over the
crackle and roar of the inferno, the other Brides screaming at her or in fear,
she wasn't sure. Just before she turned and ran for the door, she saw her
father launching himself towards the Brides, knife held high.  
  
It was the last time she saw him.  
  
† † † † †  
  
A month later, Kat sat in a motel room, flicking through her iPad, reading the
news, checking her feeds, keeping an eye on her alerts.  
  
So far, despite using every search combination she could think of, she'd found
no recent mentions of No'nehogtath, students going missing, women's bodies
changing overnight or anything that would raise her suspicions.  
  
Neither had she found mention of Dr Mia McAllister.  
  
When the police had combed through the remains of the barn, they'd found the
almost cremated body of her father, identifying him from dental records, along
with the remains of Jennifer and Sarah.  
  
There had been no mention of Mia.  
  
She'd escaped, Kat knew that - - her father had managed to kill or at least
constrain the other two Brides, but Mia, the Queen of the Lord of the Fungus,
had somehow got out of that burning barn.  
  
Kat would find her. She'd made a vow at her father's funeral to track her
former teacher down but she had no desire to cure her any longer. Now she
wanted her dead.  
  
Her iPad pinged as an email arrived for her and with a couple of taps, she
opened it.  
  
"Miss Denholm, I heard about your father. Please accept my condolences.  
  
Before he died, he asked me to look into the history and myths of
No'nehogtath, telling me to inform him of what I found as soon as possible. He
seemed quite insistent about it, which is why I'm writing to you now.  
  
Perhaps we could meet and I can pass on what I've found to you?  
  
Yours,  
  
Professor R. Pickman"  
  
Kat thought for a moment and then hit the reply button.  
  
† † † † †  
  
Elsewhere, in a small diner, the large, sweat covered cook cried out as his
wife slapped him across the face.  
  
"What the fuck, Jenny?" he said, though there was no real anger to his words.
Despite his size, he knew he couldn't match his much smaller wife.  
  
"I see you looking at that big titted bimbo," she said, pointing over to one
of the corner booths. "You been doing nothing else since she walked in here."  
  
"Shit, you know that ain't true," he said, lying through his teeth. He had
been staring at the woman in the end booth, amazed that someone who looked
like she did - - gorgeous face, big hair, huge, balloon sized tits - - would
have found her way to the shitty little diner he ran with his wife. The woman
had to be a porn star, just had to be, but he was sure he knew pretty much
every face and name of the big fake titted girls that appeared on the
internet.  
  
"Like hell it ain't," his wife said, sneering at him in contempt. "God knows
you can't keep your eyes off a big rack like hers. Hell, if it hadn't been for
you getting me pregnant in high school, you'd never have settled for my little
bee stings."  
  
"Come on, Jenny, not that shit again," he whined, all the while knowing she
was right on both counts. Even their 18 year old daughter had bigger tits than
his wife, though not by much. He loved Leanne's friends coming round,
particularly sexy little Ashley - - 18 and with a rack that could put most
topless models to shame.  
  
"You disgust me, Jefferson," Jenny sneered. "All you see is a big pair of
tits. You're so fucking juvenile." And with that, she stalked off to the other
end of the diner, talking loudly with a couple of regulars about what a pig
her husband was, not caring that he or anyone else heard.  
  
"I ain't juvenile," he muttered to himself, snatching a glance at the woman
with the huge tits in the corner booth. He'd been tied to Jenny since high
school - - aside from her, he'd had one or two fumbled hand jobs with the
barmaid at the strip club in the city he used to go to before it closed down
and that was it. He dreamed, literally dreamed of getting his hands on tits
the size of the woman in the booth, but knew it was never going to happen.  

Jenny stalked past him, not bothering to hide her disgust, as she went to wait
on some new customers that had just walked in. He glanced over at the woman
again, stopping cold when he saw she was looking at him and smiling.  
  
Slowly she raised her hand and beckoned him over.  
  
He waited for a second or two, glancing back at Jenny, then sidled out from
behind the counter and walked over to the woman.  
  
"I heard what your wife said," she said quietly. "You like big boobs, huh?"  
  
He blushed - - him, a grown man with a business and a daughter, blushing like
a schoolgirl.  
  
"That's okay, so do I," the woman said. "You know, I could fix it for your
wife to get a pair like mine."  
  
"Really?" he asked, eyes wide. "Wait, really? I mean - - how much would that
cost. And she'd never go for it, anyway."  
  
"Wouldn't cost you anything," she said. "Except maybe a little board and lodge
till I can get myself back on my feet."  
  
"You wanna live here?" he asked.  
  
"Maybe not in the diner, but yeah, I need somewhere to stay for a while."  
  
"Well sure, miss, I mean - - I'd like that, but Jenny, she'd near have a fit."  
  
"Let me talk to her," the woman said. "Call her over."  
  
The cook frowned for a second, then hollered to his wife who came storming
over, pissed at him talking with the big titted bimbo.  
  
"What in the hell are you up to now?" she shouted at him.  
  
"Please," the woman said quietly. "Sit for a second,"  
  
"Excuse me?" Jenny said, turning to her. "Just who the hell do you think you
are, missy?"  
  
"Please, sit," she repeated, smiling up at her.  
  
Jenny wavered for a moment or two, then sat at the table opposite the woman
who reached out and took one of her hands.  
  
"Now, calm yourself," she said in a much deeper voice. "In a few moments, you
will close this place, clearing everyone out except me and your husband. And
then we shall discuss the new arrangements."  
  
The cook stared at the two women - - the one with the tits was staring
intently at his wife who simply sat meekly, nodding along with what she said.  
  
"Once you have everyone out, close the establishment and then you and your
husband will take me to your home where I will be a guest until the delivery.
Do you understand?"  
  
Jenny nodded as the woman let go of her hand. She stood and, a moment later,
started apologising to the customers and herding them out of the door.  
  
"What did you do?" the cook asked.  
  
"You'll find out," the woman said, turning to get out of the booth. "Now, you
need to come with me. My baby's hungry and you're going to provide some
nourishment for him."  
  
"Baby?" the cook said, noticing for the first time the woman's swollen belly
as she stood up.  
  
"That's right," Mia said, looking the large cook up and down. "And you're
going to be just what he needs."  
  
THE END  
  
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