The Devlin Family

Readers of mine will recognize similarities to my other story Runt of the Litter. The set up is the same, clueless young man is let in on a family secret and then the fun begins, but in this one I wanted to dabble more with teratophilia and experiment with the storytelling options of having magic to play with. Beyond this you can expect my usual bullshit. Namely: , futanari, femboys, occasional humiliation, fringe kinks, crazy characters, melodrama, and bisexual shenanigans in general. Hope you enjoy.

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It is the day of your 21st birthday and you couldn’t be more excited. Today, at last, you would find out the secret your father had been holding back from you your entire life. Even in your earliest memories you recall your dad preparing you for this day. He promised you that everything would change the day you turned 21. He had emphasized that you must be mature, resolute, secure in yourself, and calm. But most of all he stressed that you must keep your mind open. Recently, as the big day neared, you sensed that he was uneasy about it yet he assured you that the moment would not be delayed. Tonight, at precisely 8:44 pm, all would be revealed.

What could it possibly be? You already had everything a guy could want. You lived here with your family on a massive and opulent estate. The old manor house was ancient and full of quirky character but it had been modernized enough so that you had access to all of the conveniences. The land around the manor sprawled out for miles of densely wooded hills. And town life was just over half an hour’s drive away, if you ignored the speed limit. Your wealthy parents ensured that you and your siblings wanted for nothing. You already lived a blessed life.

So what could this surprise be?

Money, you think, it is probably money. Lots of money. An early inheritance. Enough money to let you move out of the old manor and start a life of your own. Your mind drifts and you see yourself living the extravagant jet-setting life of a young bachelor millionaire. Ohhh the fun you would have.

Although, maybe it is an inheritance of another kind. You know you come from a long line of secretive and eccentric American aristocracy. Your family name might not have been in the history books but you knew a Devlin was lurking near the heart of every significant moment in the country’s history stretching back to the colonial days. Were you to be passed some artifact or knowledge connected to your family’s shadowy history? Membership into some ancient blue blood secret society? Given the colorful characters in your family tree anything was possible. You imagine yourself being welcomed into an Illuminati style organization, rubbing elbows and trading words with the world’s rich and powerful. You could practically taste the power such a society would bring you and you liked it.

Or perhaps it is father’s company. The mysterious business that allowed your family to live in such opulence though you could not find a single reference to it anywhere online. He wasn’t as young as he used to be and the work was clearly its toll on him. He deserved a rest. With your youngest sibling turning 18 last month the kids were all adults now. He could retire and he and mother could finally get away, just the two of them, secure in the knowledge that you had things under control. With the way you were treated compared to the others you knew you were special, the favorite, the chosen one among your brothers and sisters. You were taking business courses part time at a local college in preparation of stepping into your father’s shoes and perhaps today would be that day. You smile as you think about the stunned look on your brothers’ and sisters’ faces as the middle child of the brood took the reins of the family’s great wealth to become the man of the house. It would be a good lesson for them. As they lounged here at the estate suckling upon the family teat like the spoiled rich kids they were you had been out there going to school and preparing yourself. What pride you would feel.

Obviously you had done everything you could to find out what the secret might be but it proved impossible. Try as you might not one of your relatives gave you the hint of what awaited you.

Tonight couldn’t come fast enough. After a lifetime of waiting tonight was the night!