Chad Gets Slobbed (Part 6)

(This is probably the end of this branch for now. I'd always ended this story to be more of an interactive something, so we might go back down the line and investigate some other options)

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"No--fuck no, not again!" Chad said as he lurched awake, nearly falling out of the queen sized bed where the reality twist had left him. He managed to stay on his feet more or less gracefully, and looked around at the room where he was. While last time he'd woken up in his bedroom--mostly--this time he was somewhere else entirely.

"Fuck, what the hell was that fuckin' dream..." Came a voice behind him. Chad saw Evan was in bed with him--only where before he'd mostly changed back, Evan was the same huge, burly roughneck he'd become in the locker room, after those fucking brothers had forced those weird clothes on him. "Chad, where the hell are we?"

Chad went over to the grimy window in the bedroom, looked out, and saw a gravel drive, with a few dirty looking trailers across from them. "I think...we're in a trailer park?"

"How...what happened? Did...did that...really happen in the locker room? Fuck, what the fuck happened to me!" Evan said, looking down at himself. "I wasn't this big, I'm not supposed to be this big!"

"Those fucking pieces of shit," Chad said.

"Who?"

"Jim and Bobby, you idiot!" Chad said, "Those two fuckers are making my life a living hell, and now you're my stupid fucking brother!"

"Stupid...fucking brother?" Evan said, looking a bit confused, one of his hands reaching down for his cock without even realizing it, as the insult started getting him hard like it had in the locker room. "Yeah...I'm a stupid fuck alright..."

"No--it's not your fault, those fuckers have magic and shit, and...Evan...you ok?" Chad said, noticing that Evan's eyes looked a little unfocused, and he was playing with his hardening cock. "Evan, hey--listen, don't...don't do that..."

"S-Stupid...dirty fucker... fuck yeah..." Evan said, his voice picking up a little twang, as his cock got harder. "Fuck bro, I woke up real fuckin' horny, ya know?"

"Evan, you have to keep it under control, you...fuck...fuck your cock..." Chad said, unable to take his eyes off his brother's massive member, swinging between his legs, as it got fully hard.

“Fuck yeah bro, I know what we both need this mornin’.”

“Evan…Evan, tell me you remember…” Chad said, “Jim and Bobby, what happened in the locker room.”

“Those yer friends from school, right?” Evan said, standing up, “Did’n ya tell me they fucked ya there the other day? I don’ care bro, I know ya need mah cock most.”

“No—they changed you, don’t you remember?”

“Changed me?” Evan said, his ugly face scrunching up into that look he did when he was trying real hard to think of something. “What ya mean, Chad?”

“They changed you! They changed us! We…we weren’t like this, don’t you remember?”

“Bro, ya know I ain’t no good at thinkin’ when I gotta fuck. Now shut the hell up ‘n git on yer knees.”

 He grabbed hold of Chad and shoved him over onto the dirty carpet in their bedroom, and drove his cock in, barely remembering to rub a bit of his drool onto the shaft of his massive tool to help alleviate the stretch. Chad groaned in pain as Evan opened him up, his stupid fucking brother not giving a single care to Chad as his focus diminished to raw, animalistic need. Worse, as much as it hurt, it felt amazing to have his brother’s massive cock inside him again, and while the pain never really left, the pleasure overwhelmed him, until he was moaning and panting on the floor, his own cock leaking onto the carpet until Evan thrust in deep and unloaded into his hole—and as he did, reality gave a little lurch again.

Chad could feel the memories rushing into his mind, pushing out old ones in the process. He tried to cling to them, to his old life with his mom and dad in the suburbs, but it faded away until it was a shadow of a shadow, a thing he knew, but which felt like it had happened to someone else. No—he lived here with his brother of course. His stupid older brother Evan, so stupid he’d flunked out and dropped out of middle school, too dumb to read even, but damn did he like to fuck, and he’d been fucking Chad’s hole ever since he turned 18. He was horrified and humiliated, every single memory flooding into his mind, but also incredibly turned on, and he knew that his brother’s cock was the only one that would be able to properly satisfy his chubby ass ever again. But worse, he could feel something spreading through him, as his brother emptied his load into Chad’s ass. His memories weren’t just leaving, his mind was slowing down, downshifting a couple of gears, making it harder to think at all.

“Fuck, thanks bro,” Evan said as his cock softened and slid out his brother’s ass. “Never quite feel right ‘til I fuck that hole a yers in the mornin’.”

“Fuck, I…I was tryin’ to think of something,” Chad said, “What was I talking about?”

“I don’ fuckin’ know. Fuck, I’m late again, foreman’s gonna tan my hide.. Gotta go bro.” Evan walked down the length of the trailer as Chad pushed himself up, feeling his brother’s massive load drooling from his wrecked hole, running down the inside of his thighs. Evan threw on some filthy work gear and hi-viz he’d left in a pile by the door when he’d gotten home the night before, and sat down on the old couch they had to put on his boots.

“Fuck, Evan, there was something. Don’t…don’t you remember?” Chad said.

“No fuckin’ time bro, I’ll fuck ya again tanight,” Evan said, and was out the door, hardhat in hand. A few moments later, the engine of their old beater truck roared to life, and Evan was off down the gravel drive, leaving Chad alone in the trailer.

There had been something, something important. Something about this wasn’t right, he was sure of it. He’d been someone else, lived somewhere else, but trying to piece it together was just making his head hurt. It was like getting fucked by his stupid fucking brother had made him stupid too. He went into the bathroom to take a morning piss, and ended up staring at himself in the mirror, trying to piece together memories of someone else. He looked older than he should be, closer to his mid twenties, certainly not in high school anymore. Why then, did he remember Jim and Bobby so vividly? He scrounged around for his phone around the bed, and found it, and sent a message to the brothers, though he wasn’t sure what, exactly, he should tell them. In the end, he sent, “We need to talk,” but didn’t get a reply right away—and all of the thinking and concentrating had made him hungry, so he set about finding something to eat.

The trailer was well stocked with junk food and beer, and soon he had the TV on, sitting on the couch, eating and drinking, not thinking about how he was watching porn for some reason, real hardcore stuff, though all the roughneck fuckers just reminded him of his brother, and how horny he was getting. He was interrupted by a knock on the door—he answered it, and found Jim and Bobby outside the trailer, grinning up at him. “Mornin’ Chad,” Jim said, “You wanted to…talk about something?”

There was a hint of menace in Jim’s voice, and Chad felt a memory trying to surface. A feeling really—terror—but for the life of him he couldn’t remember why he should be so scared of the two of them. “Y-Yeah, I…I can’t remember something, and it had something to do with the two of you, I think…”

The two brothers laughed, and Bobby said, “Why don’t we come in, Chad, and we can figure it out.”

Again, the terror was there, telling him to slam the door shut and do whatever he could to keep them out, but instead, he stepped aside, and let Jim and Bobby climb the steps into the trailer.

“So—what are you trying to remember?” Jim asked, getting a snicker from Bobby.

“Something about all of this is…is wrong,” Chad said. “I don’t think Evan and I are supposed to be here. I think something happened, and…and you two had something to do with it. You…you did something to us?” The terror was more pronounced now, thrumming through him, but so was his horniness. He loved getting fucked by his brother, but most of all, he loved getting fucked—by anyone. Nobody else he knew was endowed enough to really satisfy him, but it was enough to tide him over until Evan got home to fuck him again—and he knew, somehow, that Jim and Bobby would be more than happy to fuck. They had before, hadn’t they?

“How long did you think it would last, for him?” Bobby asked Jim.

“I made it a weaker effect, but it stacks up. Probably four hours or so?”

“What are you guys talking about?” Chad asked.

“Well, you’re right, Chad. We did something to you and Evan—we turned you both into perverted, dumbass rednecks. Just a few days ago, the two of you were best friends, living with rich families in the suburbs, and now you’re here,” Bobby said. “The fun part though, is we made your stupidity conditional. Whenever Evan gets hard, his brains go right to his dick, and when he cums, he stays a total dumbass for about twenty-four hours. As long as he shoots once a day, he’s never gonna remember a thing about his old life. You though, we made your curse a little different. Whenever you get a load of redneck cum pumped into your ass or down your throat, you get a bit dumber, your memories foggier—which is why you’re having such a hard time remembering things, I bet. You got fucked by your brother’s big dick this morning, didn’t you?”

There it was. The memory was coming back to him now. Distant, unreal, but there. “Fuck—no…you…you fuckers…”

“There—it’s been a couple hours probably, that load you got this morning is starting to wear off a bit. You don’t stay stupid as long, but the more loads you take, the dumber you get, and the longer it takes to wear off. You’ll have so many loads in you soon that you’ll be even dumber than your brother—here, why don’t we help get you started. After all, we know the real reason you texted us, right Chad?”

“Yeah—we know what you really wanted—you needed some more cum in that ass of yours. Doesn’t it feel so empty? And how else would a fat, dumb pervert like you spend your time while your brothers at work, other than whoring out that hole to the whole trailer park?”

Chad tried to make a break for it, but Jim and Bobby tackled him to the ground, Bobby holding him down while Jim slipped a finger into Chad’s hole, listening to the one time jock start to moan and squirm with pleasure. “Even better—every load is gonna make you fatter, too. Just a pound or two at a time, but think how big you’re gonna be in a year or two. You want it, you stupid pig? You want me to fuck your hole, don’t you?”

“F-Fuck me…” Chad moaned, unable to resist the horniness welling up inside him, and he sighed with pleasure as Jim slipped his cock into his ass, still loose from his brother’s massive cock that morning. He knew he shouldn’t but it was so hard to focus with a cock in his hole. It was only going to make everything worse, but he couldn’t resist the pleasure. Jim didn’t last long, and as his cum flooded Chad’s ass, he sighed, feeling his mind slow down again, his memories slipping away as Bobby slipped into Chad’s ass, feeling his own brother’s load lube him up, and he fucked Chad as well. Chad felt something else now, a shudder ripping through him, and with a cry, he felt his own cock explode, shooting a load of cum all over the carpet as Bobby plowed him, until he came as well, slowing Chad’s mind down even further.

Chad rolled over, panting, looking up at the two brothers with a dumb grin on his face. “Fuck guys, thanks, I needed that real bad. Git so fuckin’ horny when Evan’s at work.” He scrunched his face up a bit. “What were we talkin’ ‘bout? I forgot.”

“Don’t worry about it, dumbass—you just texted us to cum fuck you, like you always do.”

Chad laughed, “Fuck, yeah, that sounds like me. Still fuckin’ horny though.”

“Don’t worry Chad—no guy around here can resist that ass of yours. We’ll put the word out that you won’t turn anyone down. You’ll get another few loads in you today, I bet. Get yourself good and sloppy and loose for when Evan gets home.”

“Fuck, that sounds fuckin’ hot…” Chad said, rubbing his cummy crotch. “Thanks guys, ya got the best ideas sometimes.”

Jim and Bobby just snickered, and left Chad to his devices, figuring that would keep their one-time bully occupied for a good long while.