Try to sneak back into camp.

After waiting an hour or so to make sure you're not being followed, you cautiously go back in the direction you came in the hopes of sneaking back into camp undetected. You figure that if you can get the gun from Maya and shoot Derek in the head with it, hopefully it'll be enough to put him down. It's not a silver bullet, but you figure that if you can manage to destroy his brain a regular old lead bullet will do just fine. It's worth a shot, no pun intended, and at this point you can't think of anything else that could possibly work.

Navigating through the woods is trickier than you anticipated, especially with no clear path to guide you, and you end up wandering for a few hours before you think you can see the camp off in the distance through the underbrush. Suddenly, you hear a cry of surprise and the sounds of a struggle in the woods to your left. You don't have to guess twice about what might be happening.

Carefully sneaking towards the noise, being careful to remain concealed behind the brush and trees, you soon discover the source of the commotion. It's Derek and Mick; Derek is completely naked, and Mick is rapidly becoming equally so as Derek savagely shreds his clothing off him effortlessly. The athletic blonde surfer dude tries to struggle against the vicious creature that was once his best friend, shoving and punching him with all his impressive strength, but Derek's own strength is inhuman and he merely shrugs off Mick's blows as if they were coming from a toddler.

Soon, Derek has torn off all of Mick's clothes, fully exposing the young blonde dude's impressive tight muscular physique, a comparable match to Derek's own brawny figure (or at least, the human disguise of Derek's former mortal form). In moments, Derek effortlessly spins Mick around and has him pinned against the trunk of a large tree, Mick continuing to buck futilely as his unexpectedly superhuman attacker presses his powerful form against Mick's own straining, muscular figure. Both of them are slick with sweat and panting heavily; Mick straining with exertion, Derek eager and horny. The disguised incubus wastes no time in violating Mick, slamming his fully engorged cock up the virgin ass of the young man who had only yesterday been his best friend, and was now nothing more than his human prey.

"Shhhh, don't fight it buddy!" the still-disguised incubus mockingly cajoles Mick, slithering his tongue in one of Mick's ears while hissing eagerly. "I'm just bringing you over to the winning side! You have no idea how fucking incredible this is! This pure lust, this pure evil! Give in to the pleasure and you'll see! Then we can fuck all those bitches we brought with us, together! I know you've always dreamed about double-teaming Amanda with me! Even better, once we're done with her, she'll be a gloriously wicked slut who'll be eager to help us take her slutty little sister! Just think about it, look forward to it! I know I am!" Mick is still aware enough to cry out in horror as the foul words of the vicious creature that was once his best friend begin to sink in.

The brutal sex demon that Derek has become continues to ruthlessly fuck his former friend, while still maintaining his human disguise. You're not sure if he's doing it to further torment Mick, or if he finds his already impressive human physique sufficient for at least the initial fucking. It matters little, in a few minutes the Mick you knew is gone, his cries of protest abruptly turning into bestial snarls and growls of savage pleasure, as the expression on his face shifts from terror to a primal sneer of eager satisfaction. Finally, Derek drops his human disguise, transforming into his full towering, muscular incubus glory. No longer needing to be restrained, Mick plants his hands on the tree trunk for leverage and eagerly bucks his hips back against his demonic attacker as the incubus continues to savagely pound into him.

After several more minutes, Mick's own transformation into a spawn of Hell is at hand. The two muscular lads throw their heads back and unleash a pair of feral roars as they cum in unison, Mick's cock spraying stream after stream of his last and most impressive human ejaculation all over the tree trunk as Derek's monstrous shaft fills his ass with black demonic cum. In moments, Mick's beach boy tan darkens to a deep crimson as his form expands and transforms to match Derek's own, a rippling wave moving across his body as his already impressive muscles bulge and harden even further as his waist tightens, his already sculpted physique shifting into the ultimate incarnation of raw masculine sexual lust. Horns, wings, and cock-tipped tail burst forth as his mop of sandy blonde hair darkens and lengthens into a wild jet-black mane spilling over his shoulders (yet, you notice, with faint streaks of blonde highlights giving him a slightly distinct appearance).

Derek grinds against the brawny form of his fellow incubus, growling eagerly "Welcome to the fold, brother! How does it feel?"

Now a full incubus, the mighty beast that was once Mick turns with a wicked grin to face his ****-turned-comrade. "Glorious, brother! I'm already looking forward to double-teaming your bitch."

"OUR bitch, bro!" Derek growls conspiratorially as he leans into his fellow incubus, their foul demon cocks still fully engorged and grinding against each other.

"Sounds good. But first, I think you owe me an ass fuck!" The demonic Mick sneers, indulging his new bisexual urges as he suddenly grapples his fellow incubus while bending slightly to dip his mighty cock underneath Derek's heavy sack in an attempt to thrust it into Derek's ass, while simultaneously leaning in for a forceful kiss. Derek responds to the sudden but not entirely unwelcome attack with a good-natured display of brotherly aggression, grappling back at his fellow incubus and teasingly pushing against his washboard-tight stomach with one hand just enough so that he can't quite land his thrusting cock into Derek's hole, while retaliating by launching an attack against Mick's own well-used ass with his cock-tail. The two sexual beasts continue to grapple in a mock dominance tussle while still maintaining their savage kiss.

Shit, now you have two incubi to worry about. It doesn't help that they were the two strongest-looking guys in your group, too. The savage demonic brutes that were once Derek and Mick continue their primal rutting, eagerly ravaging each other's incredible muscular bodies with equal parts lust and aggression. Hoping they'll be distracted by each other for a decent while longer, you quickly sneak away and make your way into camp, trying to think of how you're going to find Maya and get the pistol from her without getting yourself shot.