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"A Real Witch" Part 3
by Anonymous
Rich was spitting, and looking nauseus, when his eyes opened wide in surprize. "Jay...something's happening!" Jay could see that the costime with Rich inside was shrinking. It was already several inches smaller in length, and was taking on what appeared to be normal looking darker flesh tones.Jay could see thick veins starting to show through what now looked like skin, and the hole through which Rich had his head was gone. Rich's face appeared to be part of a; now, 30" cock sitting on real, eggplant sized balls. "Jay!" "Call 911!" Rich yelled, when suddenly a thick, cheezy, veiny, foreskin slid up over his face. "MMPPHHHHHH!!!" Rich called through the gagging flesh.
Part 3
"Rich! Rich!" Jay yelled while pulling down the heavy, moist, fetid, flesh, revealing Rich's now wet and sputtering face again.
"Thanks man!"
"It feels so much better being out of there!"
Jay noticed that Rich's face was a lot smaller than it had been, and his voice much quieter and high pitched. "All I remember is dancing with Clara," he continued "The clock started striking, the next thing I know, I'm hanging upsidedown and screaming!"
"It's cool man!" Jay said, trying to keep the reeking loose flesh from crawling back up.
"I'm gonna have to go inside and call 911 Rich. You're gonna have to hold up while I'm gone!" Although Jay didn't notice it, all his hand 'ministrations were causing Rich's now basball bat looking body to start firming up, and getting bigger. Both Rich, and the tall dude let out a simultanious groan of pleasure. The groan triggered something within Jay, for some odd reason he was no longer was concerned with the plight of Rich, and became focused onto the tall man in front of him.
"Bitch, what the fuck are you staring at, get to work on my fucking cock boy!" Said the tall leather man, his voice husky and deep. Jay could not understand why but he felt the need to listen and obey the man in front of him, yet still something deep inside screamed that this was wrong... However a strong hunger had come over Jay... wait was that his name he though? Do i have a name.. yes he thought... but what was it..
A gloved hand soon forcefully grabbed Jay's head.. yanking at the short hair... Hair wasn't my hair longer? it felt as though the gloved hand was about a inch from his scalp, he could have sworn his hair was atleast 3-4 inches longer..
An hour later, a staggering Jay wandered out from behind the bushes where the Leatherman was now sleeping on the folding lawn lounge, looking blearily around, he walks to the pool, and jumps in.
It was terrible! The Leatherman first had Jay lick out Rich's veiny foreskin. The gamey taste and loose pliable flesh over firm flesh was no where near as horrible as Rich's moans of ecstasy, followed by begging for Jay to call 911; right where Jay could see the terror on Rich's face! Jay actually summoned the willpower to tell the Leatherman someone had to call an ambulance. That earned Jay another hard slap right across the face, which sent him spawling and leaving a taste of blood in his mouth. "Bitch get back over here!" "I have something you can use that big mouth for!" Collecting himself and crawling back to the Leatherman, Jay was shocked to see that his own dick was so hard, it hurt. The Leatherman had him stick his tongue in Rich's pre-cum oozing piss slit, which because of its size was easy to do, swirling his tongue inside causing both Rich and the man to moan in pleasure. Jay knew what was the Leatherman wanted to do next, as the felt the enormous head start pushing at his mouth! There was no way that could happen! The head alone was bigger than a softball! For some weird reason, Jay felt compelled to try. "No teeth fuckwad!!" yelled the Leatherman landing a punch to Jay's head, knocking him out.
When he came to, he came to screaming. He was lying face down on the folding lawn lounge, his ass in the air, his rectum burning! Looking back he saw half of Rich's body buried up his ass. The Leatherman was grunting and sweating and trying to stuff in more, each thrust shoving Jay's head into the cushions. Suddenly Jay felt...a shifting. A moving about of, something inside him. Jay screamed again as more and more slowly slid inside, the burning and sliding too much! Suddenly, the pain stopped. The Leatherman was fully inside him. His sweaty panting bulk lying on top of Jay's back. That's when Jay could feel the mass of what was inside, there was a sensation of "presence" at the bottom of his neck! He could feel the pulse of the intruder. His dick was suddenly rock hard again. Jay was agast! There was no way anyone could accomodate this! It was like he was being, "customized" in some way.
The Leatherman roused a bit, withdrawing about five inches, then shoving it in again. It was as though he met his match, but no; he kept going.
After five of six more times his breathing grew ragged, Jay could feel the cock getting bigger (if that were possible) he moaned loudly, and collaped on Jay's back. Even though Jay hadn't been close, his dick erupted in a massive orgasm that left him twitching under the guy. Jay had the distinct taste of cum, somewhere in the back of his throat.
The Leatheman was tired. He made both of them lie on their side, like they were spooning, Rich still buried up Jay's ass softly pulsing. Mumbling something about using a sling next time, he gnawed gently at the back of Jay's neck, while pressing Jay's back to his chest, and playing with Jay's nipples. After a while, Jay felt warm and distended... the Leatherman was pissing in him! After a bearded kiss on the back of Jay's neck, and a soft chuckle, the Leatherman started softly snoring.
Jay slept for a little, after a while cramps started building in his stomach. The Leatherman, now snoring more loudly, shifted his position and the huge dong started to slowly slip out of Jay ass. After slipping out with a pop, and a fart, Jay quickly got up; cum and piss flowing freely out of his stretched out hole. He couldn't close it! Finding bushes, he hunkered down while a large amount of fluid drained out of him, the cool night air wafting deeply up inside him.
Finding his pants, he staggered out; mostly nude to the pool, where he jumped in.
The pool was a mistake. Jay's stretched out hole couldn't close, and freezing pool water entered freely, causing him painful shivering.
Crawling out of the water and standing there dripping he noticed the party was still in full swing, and he wasn't alone at the pool. A couple guests were giving him sideways glances, but most seemed to be ignoring, or were unaware of him. Shrugging, for the benefit of those looking at him he grabbed his pants lying in the grass. He still had his leather harness on, but as he slid his jeans up his wet legs he noticed that at some point during his "festivities," the leatherguy had put a ball stretcher on him. His balls must have been swollen because they looked really large, and they were hanging halfway down his thighs. Jay just wanted to get decent, he'd take the damn thing off later. Since he wasn't wearing underwear, he found that he had to feed them down one of his pant's legs in order to get his jeans up at all. Because his balls were stretched out, his dick looked a LOT smaller. Damn cold water! Jay thought while pulling on his boots.
After getting halfway decent, Jay semi-limped into the house with the intent to find a bathroom, get Clar, and leave. The mass of his nuts hanging down his pant's leg affected his gait. After turning on the bathroom light and locking the door, Jay paused at his image in the mirror.
His hair was inexplicably much darker, and trimmed into what he knew as a "High and Tight." The back and sides of his head shaved. The remainder forming a sort of flat top. All the punching and beating from the Leatherguy had obviously broken his nose. his straight bridged nose was gone. Instead, was a crooked looking beak with lots of bruising on it, and under his eyes. The bruises looked old and faded, and a delicate probing indicated that it was healed, there was no pain.
He was now sporting a black, thick mustache trimmed in a military style, almost looking like weatherstripping on his upper lip.
His body was much more muscular and hairless, straining against the leather harness he still wore. He got the impression that he looked older, the big muscles having a lived in look, his skin being kind of darker, and his face being all battered. He still had the leather collar, it somehow still encircled his thicker neck.
While Jay was emptying his bladder into the toilet; his dick HAD shrunk. He had to force his thick but three inch member down to keep from spraying the seat, there was a knock on the door. "Hello?" a man's voice called over the thumping music of the party. "Occupied!" Jay yelled. "Jay? Thank god!" The man's voice said as the door opened. Slipping into the bathroom with tears running down his cheeks was the Leatherman. "Jay, it's me Clara... I guess Clarence." "I'm so sorry."
Standing there open mouthed, Jay regarded the weeping man. Now that he could see him in clear light, He looked taller, and broader in the shoulders than he remembered. Looking at his face, there was nothing there that reminded him of Clara. She had been shorter than him, blonde haried, and fine boned. "Clarence" came off as not too muscular, but dark haried and stocky. Looking at what Jay could make of his face which was covered with a dark Goatee, Jay saw a resemblance in his bloodshot eyes. Almost like he was Clara's cousin or something. "I knew everything that happened, but I couldn't control myself." He continued.
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* andquot;A Real Witchandquot; Part 3
08:12 on 2010-03-06
incomprehensible
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* andquot;A Real Witchandquot; Part 3
21:43 on 2010-03-08
Great addition! Looking forward to the next segment.
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* andquot;A Real Witchandquot; Part 3
16:27 on 2010-03-10
Nice! Tell us more about their fates!
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