“OH MY GOD that was the most amazing thing I've ever felt!” said Jake. We all nodded in agreement. It was pretty amazing, but I was still skeptical.
“Yeah – it was amazing – but – it couldn't have been real. I mean – it was just plain impossible. It had to have been some kind of hypnosis or something.” I said.
“Oh come on,” began Mike. “How could you not believe your own eyes?”
“I've seen so many magicians guys – I mean – this was an incredible feeling – but there's no way it could have really happened.”
Jake punched me in the shoulder. “OW” I shouted. Jake smiled and we all giggled. We chatted a bit more – but I was still not convinced. The lights dimmed again, signaling the start of the second 'act'.
“Gentlemen,” began the Magician, “this evening's second act needs a volunteer. I need a very special volunteer, a skeptic – someone who really needs convincing.” He surveyed the audience with his clear gaze. Jake and Mike bumped into me and made me squirm in my seat. My motion must have made The Magician notice me somehow, because he pointed straight at me, “How about you sir?” The spotlight shined on me, and Jake and Mike pushed on me to make me stand up. Finally, I caved in. I stood up, and the Magician invited me up on the stage.
I made my way down the aisle, there was a little bit of applause, including Jake and Mike hooting loudly. I blushed a little in my being singled out. I stepped up on the stage. The Magician asked me my name, and I told him. Then he said “So, Rich, you don't believe in Magic eh?”
“I believe in things I can understand,” I began. “That last trick of yours was quite impressive – but it could just as easily have been some form of collective hypnosis.”
“Well said Rich. I propose to make you a believer. I will do something to you that hypnosis could not possibly accomplish, and by feeling it yourself – you will see I speak the truth.”
I was still skeptical – but I was willing to be convinced. The Magician asked me to take off my clothes. Well – if I hadn't been here for the previous 'trick' I'd have said no. But, I decided to give him a chance. I took off my clothes. As I did so – several really sexy male assistants brought two large objects on stage. The first was a large clay pot of some kind – beautifully painted on the outside – though it looked like it had ancient Greek artwork or something on it. The second object was a large black wooden box, beautifully engraved with golden inlaid artwork.
The two guys who were carrying the large pot placed it down on the stage, took off the lid, and showed me that it was filled with a strange purple paste. “Rich, in order to get started, we need to paint your whole body with this special paste. It's perfectly harmless, but it will help to make you more... pliable.” The two guys who carried the pot on stage began to take the purple paste and slather it all over me. It had a slightly sweet smell – like a kind of flower. One of them spread some of the paste on my lips, and I tasted it – it tasted quite good. One of the guys tasted some, then offered me some too. I started munching on the paste as it was offered to me – the more I tasted of it the more I seemed to want. They were very thorough, they spread it in every crack and crevice in my body.
While I was getting painted, the Magician and the other two guys were setting up the big black box. It seemed to have two sections – one about the size of my torso, and another for my head. It was padded on the inside and lined with red satin. There were two holes in the bottom for legs, two holes in the sides for arms, and what looked like stocks between the head and body sections. One large cable was lowered from the rafters and attached to a clamp on the top of the head-section. Another cable was attached to the bottom of the body-section of the box. The top cable was then tightened to hold the whole box upright.
They finished painting me, and then asked me to sit in the box, with my legs and arms through the right holes, and my head in the top part of the box. As the paste began to sink in to my body, I started feeling all warm and tingly. There was no light or sound – no hypnotic effects. I got all comfortable in the box – and I started feeling very relaxed. They closed the doors over my chest, and locked the stocks (which were also lined) around my neck. There was a special set of doors that closed round my legs, but somehow left my crotch exposed. There I was, dangling in this box, covered in purple paste, in the middle of the stage, with my arms, legs, penis, and head completely in view.
The Magician did the classic 'walk around', showing the audience, and me, that there was no special attachment to the box, no mirrors or anything we couldn't see. I was feeling very very relaxed – especially after that huge orgasm we'd just had, but even more so because of this purple paste all over me. Then, two of the assistants grabbed handles on the head and body sections of the box. They held my head still, and started to rotate my body. I felt so relaxed – but I could feel my neck twisting with the box, my head held still and facing the audience. It actually felt good – like having a deep-tissue massage.
They stopped twisting the box, opened the doors, and I realized I was doing something I had never done, I was looking down at my own back! My arms were backwards, my legs were backwards – they had completely turned my head and my body a full 180! The audience applauded. I would have too. Then they turned the box even further, so there was now a full 360 twist in my neck – and it felt incredible. The audience applauded even more.
But, they weren't done there. They un-twisted me so I was back to 'normal'. Then, they started cranking on the cable attached to the top part of the box. I felt my head start to rise, my neck stretching away from my body. The stocks separated, and I could feel cool air on my stretchy neck. While they cranked on the cable, they painted my neck with more and more purple paste. Slowly but surely, my head rose 1 foot, 2 feet, three feet away from my body. I'd never been 8 feet tall before! I looked down, and waved at my head which now felt very far from the rest of me.
Next, they took my hands, and placed each one its own set of stocks. The two assistants then began to pull on them, stretching my arms out sideways away from my body. The other two guys painted my arms with more of the paste as they stretched further and further. Finally my hands went completely to the edges of the stage where there was some device to hold the stocks in place. The audience just kept watching – silent but attentive.
Then they did the same thing with my legs – putting each foot into a separate stock and stretching my legs. Only this time, they pulled my legs down into the audience, and I could feel lots of people touching and caressing my legs, and helping to paint them with more of the purple stuff. People started pulling on my toes too, stretching them out like fingers.
The more I was stretched the better it felt. I felt like my whole body was being massaged and caressed. I realized I was getting very turned on by being stretched like this, and my cock was just inflating through the opening in the center of the box. It was getting bigger and wider, and eventually flopped out on the floor. One of the assistants picked it up, and started painting it with more of the purple stuff, which felt incredible, and it helped it to grow even more. My penis started snaking down off the stage and into the audience, where many of the audience members started attending to it as well.
Finally, the Magician and an assistant released latches on either side of the box, and my chest and abs started to get stretched. And the more I got stretched, the more sensitive I became. My whole body became one giant elastic form. They took my torso and turned it sidways so the audience could see it stretching sideways across the stage.
The Magician then invited Mike and Jake up on the stage with me. Apparently he saw we were very close. He asked Jake to take his clothes off too. Only this time – they gave Mike some lube, and asked him to help get Jake all lubed up.... everywhere. The assistants brought out a table and asked Jake to lay down on it, with his feet pointing towards my butt.
I was looking down with fascination at this, as Mike took one of Jakes feet, and pressed it on my hole. I was so stretchy at that point his foot just slipped in right up to the ankle. The audience gasped, and I moaned – it felt so good. My body was stretched so thinly I could feel his toes wiggiling through my skin from the inside. Mike took Jake's other foot and slid that in too. Now both Jakes feet were sticking up near my belly button, I could see his toes wiggling through my stretched out skin.
Slowly but surely, Mike and one of the assistants pushed Jake into me. Jake's feet kept sliding upwards, tickling me from the inside. His knees slid past my sphincter, and then so did his hips. My chest had been stretched far enough that his toes were just about to my nipples. Jake clearly seemed to be enjoying himself too – moaning as he slid deeper and deeper inside me. All the while, other assistants kept painting my chest and buttocks with more and more of the purple paste.
Jake's feet came to rest under my shoulders, and they kept pushing him, stretching my body even more. Finally, my sphicter closed around Jake's shoulders, and there he was, completely inside me. The audience cheered.
But they weren't done yet. Then it was Mike's turn. They got Mike all lubed up too, and got started sliding into me too! He was facing down, or face to face with Jake, as they slid him inside me. Part way in – he turned over, so he was now 'spooning' – with Jake's front pressed into Mike's back. I could feel Jake's arms slide around Mike's body, as they began making love inside me.
My head was lowered to the same level as my body, my neck stretched like taffy. The magician took my head gently, and began stretching my mouth. Another of the sexy assistants stripped, and got on a table next to my head. He gently offered me a foot to suck on, I started sucking on it, and it slipped right down my throat! He moaned in pleasure, and put his other foot in, and it just slipped on down too. I was looking up at him, his legs buried in my throat. I swallowed and he moaned again, sliding deeper into me. I snaked my tongue up out of my mouth, and started licking at his balls and his dick. I swallowed again and he got pulled deeper into my neck. I could feel his toes curling inside me. I closed my lips around his waist, sucking and licking his entire navel, penis, balls and even his hole.
The Magician started stretching my neck, sliding it up over his assistant's body. My neck was stretched very thinly, and you could see every curve of his body through my skin. Another assistant was rubbing more purple paste into my neck, at the same time massaging his friend inside me. Every so often I'd swallow, sending another wave of pleasure through his body. He was able to touch Mike and Jakes feet with his, and they started playing footsie in my chest! Finally I was able to close my mouth completely around his head, and we french-kissed inside my mouth.
*****
The Magician said, “Rich, would you like to leave here tonight with... shall we say, a permanent souvenier? Something – that will really make you believe in magic?” I was pretty well convinced at that point, but I nodded my head in agreement. My penis was then drawn back up onto the stage, long as it was, it was draped around one of the assistants to hold it up off the floor.
The Magician took the head, rubbed some more of the purple paste into it, and then very gently, but firmly began to pinch down the center. It was not painful, in fact quite the opposite. If there was any pain I hardly noticed since I had my boyfriends making love inside me at the same time. He seemed to me muttering something under his breath. I felt a strange feeling, as if somehow my penis was rubbing against itself, but that didn't make sense. The feeling spread upwards all the way to the root of my shaft. The audience broke out in applause.
I looked down, and I seemed to have not 1, but 2 penises extending from my groin! Two of the sexy assistants came forward, and stretched them in opposite directions. I could feel separate hands rubbing both of my cocks, the feeling was incredible! They rubbed more purple paste into both of my cocks, and they began stretching and inflating too. The feeling was just amazing – each touch sending shocks of pleasure through my whole body.
My cocks stretched so long, they wrapped several times around each assistant, and then they snaked back up to Mike and Jake, who began sucking on them. While all this was going on – The Magician was working on my balls, making them large enough to handle the double demand on them. The two assistants who had my cocks wrapped around their bodies started making out, rubbing my cocks together at the same time. My whole body was ablaze with feeling, my legs and feet being stroked or kissed or sucked on by the audience, my penises being ministered to by 4 sexy guys, two of whom were making love INSIDE me. Kissing yet a third guy who was giving me the best neck massage ever, also from the inside.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. The magic paste had stopped me from getting an erection (or two) – but I was still ready to blow. I finally did, my whole body contracting in the pleasure of it. Jake and Mike were unable to swallow all my man cream, but feeling my body tighten it sent them both over the edge too. And the vibrations of my moans of pleasure sent the stage assistant over the edge too. The audience cheered in amazement. And then, I passed out.