Mind-Reader

""You felt fucking amazing""

You shudder, a deluge of cum erupts, and your eyes roll, nearly drifting backward as you almost fall back into the abyss of pleasure, your dad whose dick is still up against yours, starts climaxing as well, the feeling of both your hairy sweaty dicks spasming in rhythm is the most incredible feeling you've felt so far. Hot Cum is leaking down both your rods and spattering everywhere; your balls are working overdrive as they contract and release to yield enough seed. Eventually, the orgasms start to space out a little more as things calm down. You can catch your breath.

You want to talk to your dad, but his eyes are glazed over like yours were moments ago. Further attempts to speak result in more baritone grunting. The tusks didn't do you any favours, but you were kind of into them. Finally, a thought popped into your mind: Why don't I wish for it?

Closing your eyes, you feel the stream of wishing powder running through your veins and gigantic body; mentally, you grab hold of the flow and think.

" I wish my dad came back into consciousness just like I have and that we can telepathically communicate with each other and others if we so choose. "

Any noise or movement from my father immediately stopped. He sat still for a moment, just blinking; he turned to me, probably taking in the sight of both of us for the first time, our massive bellies, dicks, tusks and fur-like body hair.

He let out some grunts to speak, but I could only laugh; I stopped to look at him and tried to get his attention with my thoughts.

" Dad, Dad, it's okay. We can communicate with our minds."

"Son!? Is that you; how did we get like this? When did this happen?"

You consider coming clean about the wishing powder as you are really unsure of the extent of the changes that happened due to it. However, you have decided to put it off right now.

"I am not sure, Dad, but don't you feel fantass..."

A long rumble of gas involuntarily quakes out of your ass cheeks, vibrating the floor and both your bodies. Before you can finish the sentence, your father moans as a spurt of precum fires out of his cockhead.

"...tic?"

"Fuck I do," he responds as he is now easily distracted and starts to massage his moobs.

A moment of relief washes over you, and your mind quickly wanders to eating more food and possibly exploring this new version of yourself.

"Where is your brother?" your dad asks.