Hornmanji Pt. 02

Welcome, welcome, welcome back to the second part of this big adventure.  We left our game explorers trapped in the house of Art and Amy and locked into playing the game, down to their underwear.  Will they manage to get out of their predicament in one piece?  Who knows?  Let's crack on, shall we?

TRUNKS, CROCS AND EVOLUTIONARY SHOCKS!

The game was most definitely a-go-go.  Myself, my wife Amy and our friend Wendy had already had a go on the jungle-themed sex-game and were waiting for Will, Elias and Emma, all of us down to our underwear, all of us trapped in the house and all of us desperate to finish the game and return to some kind of normality.

"Your turn now, Will," I reminded him as my wife and I retook our seats after sucking on his wife's tits as part of the game.

"Yeah thanks, Art.  I do remember," Will responded, clearly chafed that my wife and I were required to suck on his wife's boobs.  He picked up the Di and threw them over the board, watching them bounce along till they settled on a three and a two, their piece seeming to move telepathically across the board to the required position.  Like before we all moved forward to see what the poem and required task was for their turn.

Between your legs you've acquired a trunk,

But two people's hands will restore your junk.

"Oh come on now!  What's that meant to mean?" Elias barked, nonplussed at the clues.

"Well we don't know yet, do we?  I'm sure we'll find out!" Emma fired back, clearly bummed out by her husband's misery as we all sat around in our underwear, feeling very exposed, especially as all us men had clearly visible hard-ons beneath our shorts, especially Will, whose erection seemed to be expanding ever-more by the second.  Will, shocked at what was happening beneath his shorts pulled them down only to be horrified that his cock had been replaced by a miniature elephant's trunk.

"WHAT THE FUCKITTY FUCK?!" Will yelled terrified as his elongated snout sniffed the air as it protruded horrifically from his waist.

"OH MY GOD!  What do we...we do?!" Wendy stammered terrified.

"I don't...what did the poem say?" I asked Amy, she took a look back into the Smokey orb before answering.

"Two people's hands will restore your junk.  Emma, come on," Amy ordered as she stationed herself on one side of Will as Emma took the other.

"How do we DO this?" Emma asked, understandably puzzled.

"Er...I think we need to...you know...wank him off," Amy suggested.

"Do it then," Wendy begged.  Amy looked at the ridiculous appendage that had sprouted from Will's hips and placed her hands gently around the length, the swirling trunk seeming to calm somewhat under my wife's touch as she began to move her hands gently up and down the bizarre grey length.

Emma then reached out and did the same with her hands, the two of them sliding down the grey snout causing it to cease its bendy swirling and start to solidify, the trunk stiffening at the base first then all the way to the tip, three-feet of trunk emerging branch-stiff from Will's waist as Amy and Emma worked the snout like they were working a cock, their four hands wrapped around the rigid length.  I turned to look at Wendy who was watching the events unfold in a mixed state of concern and horniness, her legs clenching together as her hands massaged her boobs whilst her brows were furrowed in worry.

"If this does become my prick again I'd appreciate it if you'd change the colour but keep the swelling," Will joked as he went from feeling fear to feeling arousal, the pink of his cock coming back from base to tip, the trunk creases being replaced by the veins and slenderness of his pole as Emma and Amy moved their hands more quickly, gripping the slimming length as it reduced for three feet to two as it began to look more like a normal cock.

I briefly caught a glimpse of Elias who was feeling torn over all of this.  You could see his own state of arousal but also the confusion in his mind as a sense of jealousy also crept in.  His hand was on his boxers covered tool, moving slowly back and forward as he watched his own missus furiously Jack-off one of his friends, he was wearing the worry as best he could and to some degree I felt the same as Amy slid her hands up and down a combination of man meat and elephant face.

"How are you feeling?" Amy asked Will as he led back, clearly enjoying every moment of the two women's attention as his rod was now a modest foot and a half, with Will's expression clearly pointing out he was hoping to keep a good foot of this transformation.

"Feels great.  Don't stop though," breathed Will as both women removed a hand as Will's girth reduced down to a foot in length, his chest moving up and down at speed in excitement of their efforts as his tool settled down to its usual slender seven inches with only Amy's palm wrapped around the staff now, Emma merely looking on licking her lips.  Amy transfixed by Will's tool and her digits working it as he began to pump himself into her hand until eventually...

"HURGH!" Will moaned as he shot his load into the air, the white goo hitting his stomach, underwear and Amy's hand, who coolly wiped it off on her bra.  Will began to pull his underwear back up but thought better of it, pulled them down his legs and off completely.  "Fuck it!"

I thought for a moment about the outline of my rigid length exposed through my relatively tight trunks and realised I was hiding my modesty for no reason and so slipped out of my trunks and hurled them over to the ants who were still scattering over the rest of my clothes.

"Ooh, that's quite a view for us ladies," cooed Wendy, moving her eyes between myself and Will, along with Emma and Amy, all of whom licked their lips while scanning us over.  All three women then turned to face Elias, who looked extremely uncomfortable to be placed in a spot like this.  My friend grabbed the waistband of his shorts and merely adjusted himself, with the eyes of the three women returning to myself and Will.

"Okay, so who's next?" I queried, my eyes glancing at Emma and Elias.  One of them had to take the plunge and I half expected Emma to move eagerly forward but instead Elias snatched up the two cubes and, after rattling them somewhat maniacally in his hand, he let them go across the board, watching them bounce till they stopped at a four.  These were some crappy low-scoring throws and I could detect the disappointment on Elias' face who clearly more than any of us wanted this game to be over as soon as possible.  His piece moved mysteriously across the board and the orb misted for what felt like an unusually long time before revealing its poetic sexual issue.

The crocodiles mood is decidedly thorny,

The only way to stop them is by making them horny.

"What..." Elias began, before covering his mouth instinctively, almost out of fear that his question would summon the aquatic reptile trouble.  We heard the noises from inside the house, a kind of wet-skin slapping against the floors accompanied with a weird wet slide.  We knew what was coming and a snout at the door, slowly moving forward, pointed teeth in those chillingly, uneven jaws, then another set appeared behind it, and another, eventually we could see four croc heads as they began to enter the room, their eyes partially-lidded as they crept in, occasionally snapping at each other as they did.

"Holy shit!" Will whispered as the six of us moved further back into the room with no way of escape behind us, trying not to startle the crocs that were stalking us.

"What do we do?" Amy asked me as quietly as possible, even though it seemed our fate was sealed and we were about to be cast into this gigantic reptile's belly.

"I don't know...I'm...I'm too scared to be able to think," I informed her, feeling her fingers reach for mine and gripping her hand as terror overtook my mind.

"Oh wait...what am I doing?  I know this one!" Elias shouted, before running back towards the four creatures and standing as high as he could on the furniture and flicking through his phone at lightning speed to get what he needed, he pressed a button, upped the volume and held his phone as high as he could as the sound of a military helicopter played.

"What are you doing?" Emma asked, her eyes wide in fear for her husband.  

"Turning them on...I hope.  It's Chinook helicopter engines.  It's like their Viagra," Elias explained, fearfully as the crocs lifted their jaws and snapped them near his legs, but as they climbed over each other to get to him they were also mawing into the air, distracted by the droning sound it was making, but it seemingly wasn't enough to distract it from the thought of his delicious legs.  I couldn't leave my friend to face such a fate so I ran back to my chair and perched as far atop it as I could, found a Chinook helicopter clip on YouTube and played it full blast over the perky beasts.  

It seemed to work, they started to become less concerned with the delicious drumsticks that were mine and Elias legs and more with each other, but even so every now and then their attention would lessen and they'd snap our way indicating they were not fully turned on.  

"Er...can we get a little help here?" I asked as the crocs shook their snouts trying to overcome the sound of the helicopters' engines.  Amy and Wendy ran our way and jumped on the crocs backs to make it to the furniture, Live-and-let-Die-style before grabbing their phones and playing the sound with Williams and Emma both darting over to complete the serenade of helicopter sounds.  

Eventually the noises were too much for the randy reptiles and they stopped snapping like they wanted to feed and began snuggling against each other in an almost tender way, snout against snout in a similar way to humans rubbing noses, before the males climbed on top of the females but angling their hips beneath the females to move their genitals inside the female crocs opening.  The two animals stayed that way for a few seconds then disjointed and proceeded to head back the way they'd just come.

"Wow!  I think they were even quicker than you, Elias," Will joked, getting the merest of laughs, as Elias looked visibly wounded by the remark.

"Yeah?  How would you know?" Emma countered to bigger laughs and some Woo's restoring Elias' pride.  Will nodded in acknowledgment of Emma's quick comeback before finishing with the perfect riposte.

"A lady never tells,"  Will replied, this time causing all of us to burst out laughing.  It broke the tension that was building up due to the sexual shenanigans and relentless attacks.

"I think I need a drink.  Anyone else want one?" I questioned, receiving a unanimous response from everyone.  We all headed into the kitchen for some much needed refills, the men still naked but now after the terror somewhat less uptight than they were previously.  I quickly entered the role of barman and after dishing out various wines, beers, and spirits I was able to take a deep breath and almost relax, till my wife walked over to me, her manner suspicious as I eyed her idling towards me.

"You know before?" Amy asked, her voice low as she left the question hanging in mid-air temporarily.  "When I said "no-one could have known what would happen?"

"Yeah, I remember.  Why?" I carried on, puzzled at what she was asking.

"Well, I kind of...did...know what to expect I mean," Amy continued, her cheeks turning rosy in embarrassment at what she was saying.

"You knew what was going to happen?" I checked.  I remembered when I shouted up to see if she was okay I felt like Amy did seem somewhat distracted, somewhat distant.  Now it made sense as to why?  I wondered if she had the same experience I had but another low voice cut me off.

"Did you have the vision about the tent and the pipe?" Emma questioned Amy, quiet enough so that Will, Elias and Wendy could not hear us.

"No.  My vision was one involving us feeding at a watering hole and a waterfall," Amy confessed as the three of us drew our heads together.  

"A watering hole?  What...wait-a-minute...a pipe?" I queried, as I recalled Emma's initial remark.  Emma also began to blush as she leaned in even closer, forcing us to do the same before she began her tale of horniferous proclivities.

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Emma's story

Emma looked in the mirror after her shower and felt a deep sorrow wash over her freshly-dried self.  She looked old, in her mind at least.  She felt as though her best looking days were long behind her with nothing more than distant memories of her youth to sustain her.  Even on the occasions where Elias said she looked good she brushed it off as him being pleasant because he felt forced to as her hubby.  It was true of course that he'd seen better days but it was different for men.  They could get away with it...women could not.

Emma looked at the device in front of her and another wave of angst came over her.  In the past she would not have needed a steamer to look after her face.  Her natural glow kept her skin looking radiant even when she was hungover, now she needed a steamer to obtain even the remnants of such a look.  The Cordon Air-Steam deluxe offered steady steam but also with a filter system on the back allowed for short bursts of steam without running out of water.  It made it bulkier than other steamers but it was worth it.

Emma switched the device on and leant forward placing her face in the translucent/plastic, face shield and closed her eyes, her finger seeking out the button to burst her face back to life as the water moisture hit her skin and began to make her feel like she used to look.

BURST!

She was looking forward to the evening though, spending time with her friends, especially Art who she always had a bit of a thing for, not that she kept it a secret.  She and Amy joked about it all the time that if anything happened to her, she wanted Emma to marry Art and engage in Polyamory.

BURST!

Not that she didn't love her husband.  Elias was smart, could look good when he made the effort, equipped, a good provider, but their sex life left much to be desired, but that was just how life went, right?

BHWANG!

The burst of steam seemed to send Emma back on her heels, as the entire room was now full of steam as Emma wafted her hand to get rid of the pesky moisture.  As she did Emma became aware that she was no longer sitting at her dresser partaking in beauty treatment but instead was sitting in some kind of tent or hut and it wasn't steam that was in the air but smoke.  At first Emma assumed the smoke was from the fire in the middle of the room but as she looked up she could see that smoke was rising out of a hole in the roof.  As her eyes adjusted to see through the smoke she could see it came from a long, tribal pipe being passed around by some of her friends who, OH MY GOD, seemed to be semi-naked and...

BURST!

Emma opened her eyes and it took her a few seconds to fathom where she was.  Her world was now pink and only semi-visible and for a quick second she felt like she was seeing the world through a balloon before she recognised her face was back in the steamer.  She withdrew it and absorbed her current location.  Emma was in her bedroom, a towel wrapped around her body sat at her dresser.

"What the Hell?" Emma whispered to herself before the door flew open and there was Elias, standing somewhat panicked with a towel wrapped around his waist and a few strokes of his razor into his shave.

"Hey," Elias said, breathless.  "You okay?"

"Yeah," Emma replied, masking her perturbed state.  "You?"

"Yeah.  I'm good," Elias continued, seeming far from it.  "I'll...get back to my shave then".

"Okay," Emma stated, watching as her other half closed the door and returned to the bathroom.  Emma turned back to the steamer and eyed it suspiciously before returning her face inside the face shield, pressing the buttons for more steam.

BURST.

BURST.

BHWANG!

This time Emma cottoned-on to where she was much faster, the smoke more easy to navigate with her vision.  She could see that round the fire the order was boy girl, boy girl, with Elias sandwiched between a topless Wendy, her small boobs and long body being something she envied, in spite of feeling happy when any other woman had smaller boobs than her.  On the left-hand side of Elias was another woman Emma did not recognise.  She seemed somewhat dusky like she was Spanish or something with a slender waist and boobs a smidge smaller than her own impressive stack.  Next to her was Will with Amy next to him looking as radiant as she always did with her luscious red locks and perfectly balanced body.  Between Amy and herself was another man, a leaner, younger man whose ochre skin contrasted distinctly with everyone else sat around.  Emma allowed herself a long salacious stare over the man's body, licking her lips as she did so before turning to the other side of her and seeing Art smile back at her.

There were two people sitting next to Art she didn't recognise but she was captivated by his dorky grin.  She looked down and was surprised to see that he wasn't just topless but bottomless as well, a semi-on growing between his legs as Emma's eyes locked on his meat, causing Emma to lick her lips again before...

BURST.

"Fucking Hell!" whispered Emma beneath her breath, removing her face from the steamer, this time looking back to the door expecting Elias to come bursting in.  When he didn't she stuck her face back in the steamer.  Each time previously she'd only been in the other place for a few seconds.  She surmised that a longer gap in the bursts might give her a little more time there.  She flicked the timer up and counted during the bursts.

BURST.  One...two...three...

BURST.  One...two...three...

BHWANG!

Emma blinked in order to really take in what was going on, first of all going back to Art sitting next to her and his rapidly hardening rod, but...if he was naked what about...she switched her gaze to the man on the other side of her and took in his nakedness as he sat there semi-rigid and circumcised (unlike Art) as she moved her face up the guy's body she saw Will take a deep draw from the pipe and hold the smoke in his mouth before moving it over to Amy who opened her mouth mere millimetres away from Will's and inhaled the noxious material as Will exhaled before their mouths met in a slow exotic kiss, Amy's hand reaching down to grip Will's stiffy, whilst his hand went to her boobs as their mouths mashed together leisurely.

Emma watched enraptured as her friend's tongue lazily lolled out of her mouth and swirled against another friend's husbands, the two of them lost in this hazy drug-assisted moment as their kisses became more intense.  Emma flicked her eyes into the lap of the man on her right and could see the growing log awakening there before she quickly stole a glance at Art on the other side.  Emma gazed at Art's growing staff and found herself reaching her hands out, wanting to touch them both, to slip her fingers around their girth and...

BURST.

"Oh, you sack of..." Emma retorted in frustration.  She turned the dial for the bursts to slow them down further and placed her face inside expectantly.

BURST.  One...two...three...four...five.

BURST.  One...two...three...four...five.

BHWANG!

Emma gathered her thoughts instantly as she focussed through the smoke to where Amy, Art's husband, was sitting smooching with Will, before they disconnected their kiss.  Emma was feeling emboldened by the hazy funk in the air and continued to reach out to either man beside her, gripping their increasingly angry poles and softly moving her hand up and down.

Emma cast her eyes around the rest of the room and could see other couples and throuples were starting to engage more excitedly.  Across from me Elias had his hand between the legs of Wendy and the dusky Spanish woman on the other side of him as Wendy jacked his tool at a leisurely pace whist the other woman seemed to be fingering his ass, much to his delight and amusement as Will bent forward and planted his mouth over the woman's tit as she jerked his rod.  Meanwhile Amy had collected the pipe from Will and was taking a huge drag from the heady mixture in the end, before holding it in her mouth and turning to the dark man next to me.