On the roof of the Moretti house, many black fat crows were circled around a worm with 12 link locks in the middle. They had had a white tuft of feathers on their right eye as they kept talking to each other in a human voice only they could hear.
"Hey, what do you think is happening?" One of the crows said in a hushed voice despite the fact that only the could hear these strong of words right now.
"Do you think he- or I should say, she is getting fucked good?" Another chirped excitedly.
"I saw a giant boner Klein had while sleeping- I'm so jealous!" Ankther Amon pouted as he spread his wings.
Suddenly, the unconcious worm of time they had been surrounding emitted a bright white light and it was replaced with the figure of a naked busty and curvy woman with long black curly hair flowing down her head like waterfall and barely containing her naked chest. Her entire body was covered with semen and bruises and hickeys as both her pussy and asshole gaped at the crows, unable to close themselves as thick semen kept flowing out of them.
"?!"
"?!"
The female Amon started crying as she hugged one of the crows to her boobs, "Klein fucked me so hard and rough! It hurts all over!" She cried as the crow in her arms tried not to suffocate writhing her big breats, "He didn't stop even when I asked and begged him to, he came inside my pussy 4 times and 3 times in my asshole. He kept spanking and twisting my cunt! It hurt and felt so good..." she started sniffed against as he tried to close her thighs to prevent the semen from flowing out but alas her hole was stretched too much and couldn't close.
One of the Amons turned into his human form as he picked up their fallen comrade.
His fingers ran all over his female counterpart's face, tits, waist, cunt as well as her thighs. Finally he looked up at the other clones staring at the fucked body with interest.
"I don't know whether to be glad or jealous that I wasn't chosen."
Finally, the Amon in the form of a human male smirked and then looked down at his female body's naked figure. He pressed at her bumpy stomach and sighed in pleasure as thick and hot seed gushed out of her cunt like waterfall.
"You enjoyed your feast, now it's time for us~" he giggled as he spread the whore's legs, much to the horror of the female Amom, expanding her sloppy and used cunt for the crows to gawk at.
The crows cackled all around them as they kept taking turns using her body, indirectly touching their Klein.
"Klein, did something happen last night?" Leonard asked casually as he strolled into the room with his hands thrown behind his head.
"E-eh?!" Klein's entire face suddenly turned red, "N-nothing... what are you implying?" He shyly sneaked at Leonard. There was no way his poet friend knew about the extremely out of control dream he had had last night...
"..." your expression tells me otherwise. Leonard said in his heart. He was instantly glad that Pallez had stopped him when he had tried to enter Klein's dream last night to tell him about some info he had forgotten to give him and digest a bit of his potion meanwhile. He didn't know why the old man had stopped him but his panicked voice had convinced him instantly.
But how did the old man know...
You know what,
Some things arent meant to be questioned for the sake of one's own sanity.
While Amon was trying and failing to ignore the whining and crying clone in his lap who was complaining about Klein and the doppelgangers being too mean and bullying the poor weak him, Amon heard the door turn, indicating that Klein had came back home.
He quickly stood up, making the clone in the form of a human child right now fall from his lap and cry more before getting his voice stolen by the entity. He pointed before turning into a fly and flying towards the entity's shoulders and crawled under his shirt in the form of an ant and curled up there to soothe his hurt spirituality. He didn't want to see Klein at all for a long while...
"Klein!" Amon called out happily as he skipped over towards the main door to greet Klein with a strong hug.
Klein flailed as his balance was broken by Amon jumping at him, but thankfully the powers granted to him by the clown potion was able to help him stabilise before making the birth of them fall over on the ground.
Klein wanted to greet Amon lovingly back but the his mind was instantly filled with the memories of the wet dream he had had the previous night...
Klein's face blushed as he buried his face into Amon's chest, thankfully it was a flat chest and not the milk jugs in his dream. Yea, both of them were good but Klein loved being able to hear Amon's heartbeat through his chest and he doubted big breasts would allow him to do so.
He had wondered for a while whether his heterosexuality had came back to him, since he had started getting hard everytime he had remembered the female Amon in his dreams and her curvy figure and soft and wet cunt. But thankfully, he found himself equally attracted to this real male Amon.
He had even tried to replace the female Amon in his dreams with another random beautiful lady he had seen and was not surprised at the speed his bonee at deflated after that.
Could it be that he was actually Amon-sexual?
Well whatever, Klein shook his thoughts out of his head again as he wrapped his arms around Amon's waist.
Amon couldn't believe Klein took less than a month to completely fall for him this fast... to think he himself took years...
Well, not that he didn't mind.
He had already planned to drag Klein to the bed and make him fuck him as hard as he had done to his clone. To think his clones had actually done something without his permission and making him join...
Amon appeared in Leonard's living room, making the green eyed man jump in surprise again.
"What are you doing here?! Can you please stop trying to kill me with a heart attack every day?" Leomard groaned as he kept stirring his cup of tea he had been brewing for the past 17 minutes according to Pallez's instructions to make the Zoroaster family's signature tea much to Leonard's annoyance.
"I have something to tell you about that old guy in your Nighthawks kindergarten." Amon said as he sat on the chair and poured himself the tea Leonard had been so painstakingly making for so long and casually taking a sip of it, "Oh! The special honey and spice blend of the Zoroaster family? Been a while since I've tasted this."
"It's not a kindergarten, and I took 20 minutes to make that- stop drinking all my tea!" Leonard pointed as he sat on the chair opposite to Amon in anger. After a while, he finally managed to calm himself down and asked, "You mean Old Neil? What about him?"
"Your colleague has been corrupted by the Hidden sage," Amon dropped the bomb casually. He was taking his plan one step further and see if he could actually save someone's life. Old Neil surviving wouldn't cause that much of a stir in the current timeline so it was the safest bet... he had also intentionally taken this date to inform Leonard of this matter since the influence was strong enough now that Leonard wouldn't be questioned with still sufficient time left to save the old Mystery Pryer.
"The Hidden Sage?!" Leonard's eyes widened, he had heard about the entity and how it haunted almost off the beyonders from the Mystery Pryer pathway from both the Nighthawks and the old man.
"He's trying to revive his dead fiance, in a few days the mutation would magnify many fold and he'll die trying to attempt a horribly reckless ritual." Amon said as he poured another cup of the special tea made by Leonard.
"To think he had been up to something like this the entire time..." Leonard's teeth gritted as his palms shook in worry. "I must go and tell the captain!" He announced as he grabbed the keys.
"Stop, don't make yourself seem suspicious. I've easily given you more time than needed, just not down the key points on how hes been acting different and the changes in his body these days and interrogate him in secret in his dreams before notifying the Captain to make it seem like you had an actual source of the information rather than making it seem like you have gotten the information from someone else."
Leonard stopped himself as he ran a hand through his messy shoulder length hair in worry, "Thanks for telling me, but why did you even inform me about this? I doubt the life of a random human is anything of your concern." He gave Amon a suspicious look.
"That's true, his life means nothing to me." Amon shrugged casually as he stood up and fixed his wizard top hat, "It's more of me trying out a hypothesis to see whether he'll survive or not?"
"Huh?" Leonard looked confusedly at Amon. He was used to Amon speaking cryptically like this and no longer got angered or triggered with the way he talked about normal humans and how he treated them in his mind and actions.
"It's nothing, I'll tell you later if I get something out of it." Amon smiled as he took out his ancient silver and hold pocket watch and checked the time. Leonard had noticed how he always saw Amon with that thing along with his monocle. Pallez too had pointed it out and was confused since Amon had never been known to wear a specific pocket watch.
"Also, even if his life doesn't mean anything to me, Klein's does." Amon smiled gently as he shook his head fondly, "My little Seer would be quiet shaken if he had to witness his teacher turn into a monster and die in front of him. He's silly like that."
I think that's called being sane and healthy in the mind rather than silly... Leonard cursed in his heart.
[Look at these young ones these days making everyone feel single around them.] The old man grunted in Leonard's mind.
"You're younger than me, and the fact that you still haven't been able to find a perfect wife or husband only means that no one likes you." Amon snickered as he waved his hat and teleported away.
[...]
[Don't laugh at me inside your mind, you're single too!]
"But you're more than a thousand years old!" Leonard wheezed against the wall.
[Youngsters these days... no respect for the elderly. Tsk tsk.]
Klein sighed heavily as he slumped against Amon's arms, to think that he has actually seen a beyonder lose control today... thankfully it was someone from the Mandated Punishers and not someone from his own Nighthawks team that he knew and was friends with.
After they had dealt with this situation, he had seen Leonard corner Dunn in an office and talk to him with a serious expression on his usual smiley face as he spoke in hushed tones.
Klein's spiritual intuition had told him that something was wrong...
"Amon," Klein sighed again as he hugged his wife. He remembered how there was a high possibility that Amon too was a beyonder and the fact that he didn't use the acting method, at least in front of him. What is Amon were to lose control like that beyonder he had seen today?
Hopefully this Amon family angel protects his wife well.
"Let's go to sleep, I'll make you some warm milk with honey okay?" Amon smiled as he cupped Klein's cheek lovingly.
"Mn," Klein nodded as he rubbed his face against Amon's soft palms.
Amon smiled as he carried his dear fiance to the bedroom. He made sure to add some sleeping medicine to Klein's milk to make Klein fall asleep as soon as possible.
There was no way he was going go let his clones hog Klein's dreams to themselves like that.
He too wanted to see how a Klein with no moral compass fucked.
Notes:
Klein: *suffering*
Amon: *ignores Klein's suffering and making plans to get his asshole ravaged