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Hand to Mouth

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It was a universal constant that caves were dark, but the same did not hold true for them being quiet. Some came with the sound of water dripping little by little to erode the rock away even more, while others had the flutters and scuffles of small animals. This particular cave came with hushed whispers and the treading of feet clad in sneakers. A pearlescent glow poured from the LED embedded in the rear of a well used cell phone, creating an aura of light. Lit only by refracted light, it made the two eighteen year olds appear more sinister than they really were.

The young man in the lead was the shorter of the two, his dishwater blond hair dyed a maroon color, a worn denim vest hanging over narrow shoulders. His knees peeked out of holes worn in gray denim jeans. He tried to look tough, though only the larger than average rings hanging from his ears gave him any credence. His chin came to a point and his cheekbones were almost elfin. Following close behind was his best friend, another young man who had shot up to six feet tall in one summer and whose thick black hair added another few inches. His almond colored eyes were full of hesitation and doubt, his gangly arms bracing against one cave wall or another as they descended.

“I really don't think we should be down here… At least not without telling anyone." The taller youth said. His concern elicited a slight hissing scoff from his fellow spelunker.

“Amari, if we told anyone they would certainly tell us not to come down here." The denim clad leader said, waving his phone one way and then the other, finding the next set of stair-like depressions.

“I don't think I'd disagree with them, Cody." Amari said. When his best friend pressed on, Amari's tall shoulders slumped some and he reached up to wipe sweat from his brow. They'd stumbled across the cave mouth by accident while walking through the edge of the historic park, trying to backtrack to where Cody's car had broken down. Amarti had tried to build urgency in getting Cody's car up and running, but Cody had surmised that the cave mouth was so far towards the edge of the park and not cordoned off which meant that few, if any, had explored it. Amari had been unable, as usual, to sway Cody's adventurous spirit and as such had followed along as his conscience.

As far as caves went, this one had been rather accommodating. There had been a few bats near the entrance, but the cave floor was remarkably smooth. There were no crags or holes, no unpassable switchbacks. Whatever water source had come through here had been steady, stable and had done a very good job of wearing it smooth. Amari watched Cody press on undaunted, his confidence as bright as the light from his cell phone. Amari sighed gently, wishing he had that kind of confidence. He knew most of his family were able to be brave and tough and certain. With his height he should have tried out for the basketball team or something, but his mind took him elsewhere. His heart did too, hence him following after Cody despite his better judgment.

“I think I see another opening." COdy said, his pale blue eyes peering through the relative darkness. He sped up, something that made Amari open his mouth to protest before closing it again. Nothing he said or did was going to make Cody any more cautious. He traced his hand along the wall for support as he moved down the last few steps. Amari turned around the corner and stepped through the door-like opening before crashing directly into Cody's back. Cody wobbled, though the impact was not enough to knock him over.

“What is it? Why did you sto-" Amari trailed off before finishing his question, realizing there was light before them. He turned his head and looked up, seeing that the late afternoon light was coming not through a hole in the cave's ceiling, but rather coming through some sort of translucent rock like agate. The cave ceiling was far, far above them and the cave walls had spread out impossibly wide. At first Amari thought they had found their first stalagmites, but these were too evenly spaced, too perfectly shaped. Columns rose up about four feet high and stretched out directly ahead of them on either side of a foot path towards an oversized, very realistically carved statue of a four armed being.

“Holy shit, there's no way the park service found this and didn't try to market it. That means we're the first!" Cody beamed before darting forward. Amari's mouth hung open in shock and he all but stumbled after his friend, looking up. The statue was humanoid and quite detailed, sort of like the Greek and Roman carvings that captured every nuance of hair and dimples. The only difference was that this was carved out of the sandstone of the mountain rather than the marble from a quarry. Cody had reached the statue and switched his phone over to camera mode, trying to take snapshots of it. As he did, Amari couldn't help but just soak in the moment.

The statue sat cross legged, one set of arms crossed across his stomach while the upper set stretched out to his sides. There were cuffs on his arms and wrists, rings hanging from detailed nipples. His sightless eyes were open and his pert, puffy lips were in a serene expression.

“Woah, dude's got mouths on his hands…" Cody said.

“What?" Amari asked, shaken out of his focus. He turned, realizing that Cody was right. Carved into the hands were tiny mouths, the tips of tongues coming out of the palms.

“I can't believe how cool this is." he whispered.

“There isn't any god we've studied that matches this description." Amari said. Cody grinned a little wryly.

“I'll have to take your word for it. I didn't take any mythology classes." Cody said, leaning back, “I wonder what we can do with this." he mused. Amari's eyes widened in surprise.

“What do you mean, do with this? We can tell the park rangers if they don't already know." Amari said. Cody looked almost disappointed. He moved over and reached up, patting the spongy top of Amari's thick hair.

“My friend, if we tell them they'll close the cave off for study for years before they open it to the public, if ever. We need to study this ourselves, get a little mileage out of our discovery." Cody said softly.

“But that's selfish, this discovery is for the world." Amari protested. Cody looked up at Amari, putting on a soft smile.

“Don't you ever want anything selfishly, Amari? Something just for yourself? Something you're not supposed to want?" Cody asked. Amari frowned a little. It wasn't fair for Cody to turn that on him. He looked away with budding shame. Cody winced a little, blushing at his overstep. He swallowed a little nervously, “Okay, just… one day? We can tell them tomorrow, I just want some more pictures to prove that we found this, that we had an impact. I promise I'll do anything you want after that." Cody said. Amari looked up, a little flushed himself. If he had been more ambitious he would have pressed that vague, nebulous offer. Instead he nodded weakly.

“Give me your phone, I'll take some pictures with you up there." he said with resignation. Cody grinned ear to ear and handed his phone over before he started climbing up onto the altar. Amari repositioned himself to get a good vantage point, trying to combine the light of the rapidly draining cell phone with the light that came through the ceiling of the cave. The statue itself was larger than a human, overscaled. Cody tried a few poses and positions before deciding a mere profile pic might be sufficient. Amari snapped away, capturing the images of Cody standing before this strange figure. As the agate light filtered down through the cave, combining with the flashlight on the phone, Amari couldn't help but check the composition of his work.

“A little to your right." Amari said to center his friend. When Cody was in position, Amari took a few more photos. Each one, though, seemed to have a little more glare coming from the statue's eyes. At first it was a glint, but by the end they seemed to be refracting light like they were glowing. Amari lifted his head up and looked directly into the glowing white eyes of the statue… and the statue looked directly back into him. His long arms froze in place, his mouth hanging partly open. There hadn't been any time for there to be fear or doubt. Amari felt something wrap around him, warm and strong and tight. Something brushed his ear even though nothing was there. He was looking directly into the statue.

“Welcome, and thank you… I have been alone for so long, but you know that feeling too, don't you?" A svelte, masculine voice whispered into Amari's ear, “Its a terrible feeling, a gnawing ache that neither of us should have to feel…. Especially when there is someone so close to us." the voice continued.

“What do you think, should I do one of those pioneer poses, looking at the horizon? I guess I'd have to be further back, huh?" Cody asked. Amari didn't respond, still transfixed.

“I see what you like in him, such energy and confidence. He reminds me of myself as well. I think the three of us would make a great team." The cool, strong voice said. Amari felt the tight grip of the statue's gaze falter enough that he was able to lower the phone, though he still reeled from the connection. Cody hesitated, looking at his friend.

“Are you alright? What is it?" Cody asked. Before Amari could respond, however, Cody sensed movement behind him. He turned his head, then his shoulders, seeing the large muscled arms of the figure moving as fluidly as if he had been meditating in a yoga class. The gritty, dark sandstone all but melted away, revealing tawny skin tattooed with dark intricate markings. The fleeting stone pulled back from strong shoulders and a tapered neck, from a face that was both masculine and boyish. A faint bit of rust colored fuzz came from the statue's chin and then his unruly short shag of hair was freed from the rock.

“Shit…" Cody whispered as he started to back up. The former statue unfroze legs that had been crossed for too long, turning his warm, welcoming face to those that had awoken him. Cody spun around, running up to Amari, “We gotta go! Come on, we gotta go!" Cody exclaimed. Amari was just smiling softly.

“We can't. He's been alone for so long, just like me…" Amari whispered, a light starting to build in his eyes. Cody's fear took on a jagged edge to it as something stung in his heart.

“I… Oh god, Amari, I promise we can talk about this back at the car… But don't do it here, we have to go." Cody pleaded.

“You had your chance to listen to him before, Cody. He was trying to do what was best for you. Since you wouldn't listen to him, though, maybe you'll listen to me," the being said. Cody slowly turned around, looking up at all nine feet of muscled Adonis. The being's four arms gave him four pectorals stacked atop a well defined eight pack. What hadn't been visible in his sitting position was his immense manhood that descended before him, reaching down quite a ways over huge balls. If he had started as a statue rather than a man, whoever sculpted him had been quite intricate.

“Don't hurt him… Please, take me instead." Cody said, trying to shield Amari. The being licked his lips slowly, a twinkle in his glowing white eyes.

“I can only grant half your request." he said before he reached out, grabbing Cody by the face and lifting him. Cody dangled from the strong grip, huge fingers locking around his head. He reached up to try and pry them loose, but what he hadn't expected was the mouth nestled in the palm of the hand. A writhing, slippery, slick tongue pierced between his lips, slicking across his own and coating his mouth with oily saliva. The tongue was impossibly long, like a tentacle, and as it plunged down his throat, it penetrated his very soul. It began to slide back and forth, up and down, in and out. It writhed and wriggled and tickled and throbbed. Cody's fight drained from him as it just felt so… good…

Every time the hand tongue went deeper into Cody, he began to shift. His denim vest squeezed tighter over shoulders that swelled and bulked and thickened. His pierced ears began to stretch into longer and longer points, looking elfin at first before extending beyond that. His pants began to tent and stretch over an ever more obscene bulge. It took only a few moments for Cody's hands to stop trying to pry the fingers off his head and instead began to rub and caress at them, his own feeble human tongue trying to return the affection. One of the creature's lower arms reached out, using a clawed fingertip to slice through the button of Cody's jeans before tugging them downward. One sneaker toppled to the cave floor and as the other shoe dropped, Amari seemed to snap out of it a little.

He blinked a few times, looking up in shock as he watched his best friend, his crush, warping before his eyes. When his underwear came loose, a thick, throbbing erection wobbled before him. It swelled past eight inches, then ten, then twelve. His balls seemed to grow and grow like water balloons. His feet stretched and wriggled, heels growing wider, arch increasing, the supple balls of his feet seeming meatier and fuller as his ivory toenails stretched and curved and sharpened into talons. The immense being rolled his head from one shoulder to the other, stretching out muscles that had been frozen in stone.

“It's been too long since I've felt the followers of En'Zha." he murmured, opening his glowing eyes again, “And too long since I've felt a soul in as much need of companionship as my own. Amari, it is time to join Cody… to join me." En'Zha whispered softly, looking into the taller young man's eyes. Amari felt a jolt ripple through his body, running from his eyes to his groin. He saw glimpses, flashes, memories combined with premonitions. He'd been so restrained, so stifled, so afraid and anxious. He'd missed countless chances to be with Cody, but now? Now all he had to do was take the hand that En'Zha offered him.

The creature held out one of his palms, the hand mouth already writhing with the slippery tentacle-like tongue. Amari had this one moment to turn and run or to fling himself into the abyss forever. He charged forward, bringing his lips to those in the center of En'Zha's palm. He closed his mouth around the tongue even as it surged and slunk into his mouth and down his throat, thrusting back and forth, in and out, rapidly. Long, strong fingers closed around Amari's head as he was lifted up off the ground. Already his tall, gangly form began to fill out. His biceps and triceps swelled until they were being cut into by the cuffs of his shirt. More and more ankle became visible below the leg of his pants.

En'Zha hissed in delight, using his lower arms to finish disrobing his first set of supplicants. Cody seemed far less human, stocky and compact with pointed ears that stretched well behind his head. A tuft of red hair now hung down from his chin and his cock, even soft, would have reached his knees. It dribbled and dripped clear precum steadily and a similar fluid seemed to be leaking from the rubbery pucker nestled between his bubble butt cheeks. En'Zha slowly set him down and withdrew his hand, though three feet of tentacle tongue came out of Cody's mouth slowly. When the pointed tip finally slipped free, Cody growled and licked his lips before immediately grabbing onto his dick with both hands, jerking off furiously.

“There will be time for that, my friend, but I think you've been making Amari wait far too long, don't you?" En'Zha asked. Cody looked over at his friend, suspended just a foot or so off the ground, watching his muscles bloom and swell. En'Zha plucked off his slacks and underwear, revealing his long, heavy, uncut cock. It took careful ministrations to remove his long socks and shoes before his supple feet dangled there, slowly stretching toward the ground. Cody seemed to register what his god was asking and he reluctantly let go of his own dick.

Loping along like some sort of troll, Cody came up behind Amari, saw his succulent ass and grabbed on with both hands. He buried his face between those cheeks and plunged his tongue into that tight sphincter. He began to let his tongue flick and dart in and out, deeper and deeper until his tongue felt like it was starting to stretch. As much as Cody wanted to jerk himself off, he reached around Amari, getting both of his sturdy hands on his meat and began to jack him off. Stroke after stroke, everything Cody did just seemed to make Amari grow bigger.

En'Zha hissed in pleasure, feeling his hand tongue tainting the young man's spirit. He used its careful ministrations to pick the locks on Amari's restraint, his humility, his prudish nature and his restraint. Amari continued making out with the demonic mouth pressed against his, his own ears stretching back and up, angling and coming to points. A faint wispy mustache sprouted across his upper lip, his nipples stinging as they grew so achingly hard. Below, his balls swung and hung heavier and fatter, swinging a little as Cody's hands worked his meat. Amari writhed, feeling the two long tongues almost touching each other through him. He'd been impaled in the mouth by En'Zha and speared up the ass by Cody… and he liked it a lot.

Wet, sloppy sounds echoed into the cave as the three went at it. All three seemed to enjoy it, although En'Zha seemed especially pleased as a sizzling sound came and dark lines began to zig-zag across Cody's biceps and ankles. Similarly, another dark tattoo wrapped around Amari's shoulders and legs. Like their god, they had been marked in their following. A slight squirming came from Amari's balls before a syrupy precum began to drool out of his long, fat dick. Reluctantly, En'Zha finally put Amari down onto his larger, wider feet. His toenails stretched down into curved sickles until they tapped on the stone floor with claws. Withdrawing his hand tongue like a dipstick, Amari was left panting and fasting for breath, his teeth a little sharper than they had been. His ears were so long, his body still taller and lither than his friend, though more masculine in several ways.

“What fine men you've become…" En'Zha purred, although there was a faint stress on the word 'men'. They were now anything but men, having taken on forms fit to serve his essence. Still, two was still a very small number. He dusted his chest off with his two left hands, running his tongue over his lips in thought. Realizing only then that Cody's phone had been discarded on the ground and was shining light upwards, he crouched to scoop it up. With a few deft flicks of his finger, figuring out how to interact with the strange talisman, he soon was rewarded with pictures of Cody's instagram. Seeing the human in his previous form was somewhat distressing now that he was so much better, but as En'Zha swiped back he started to see pictures of other young people.

A few of the pictures seemed not to be people Cody actually knew but they had the faint glow of worship to them. Some were dressed in punk gear, others urban modern. En'Zha considered before selecting one he liked. Handing the phone back to his servant, he strode toward the mouth of the cave. There was so much to do.

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The warm, supple daylight kissed En'Zha's bare skin as he walked along the road, the arches and soles of his feet taking on a dusty coating. His arms seemed to sway and shift almost hypnotically, his ass cheeks rising and falling with the gait of their journey. His irises had shifted to the color of copper, as had his hair. His face was curious, looking across the edge of the road they traveled. Amari and Cody continued on like sentries, protecting their god. En'Zha continued to get glimpses of their life filtering into his mind, feeding him concepts and facts about the modern world.

What was perhaps the most surprising to such a being was how much had changed at a surface level despite the world remaining very similar on a deeper one. The mountains were the same, the trees were not in the same locations but the species were the same…. But the airplanes, the radio waves, the one or two trucks that had rumbled past them on the side road… The humans had become like active insects buzzing around as they built their colonies. If there truly were so many of them now, En'Zha had decided exactly where they were heading next. He had gleaned from Amari that the national park had a sort of amphitheater at one end. It was simple stone in tiers sunk down into the ground. He knew from Cody that it had also been closed due to repair and remodeling, but that 'unsavory' types had swept in. En'Zha shivered with delight at the idea of such unsavory types. He'd always had unusual appetites.

As they neared their direction, Amari and Cody swept forward ahead of En'Zha. They moved with a determination and focus that they'd never had as humans. Their long tapered ears took in every sound and their skin had grown slightly tougher during their transformation, able to withstand the rigors of going without clothes. En'Zha could feel their desire to protect him, but as they came towards the ridge that overlooked the amphitheater, he reached out with two of his arms to grab them by the shoulders and indicate wordlessly for them to stop. The two knelt down and En'Zha slipped forward, peering over the edge.

The amphitheater was modest but respectable. Five levels descended down towards a crescent shaped stage. One side had a ramp, the other side had stairs, and the rest was terraced stone. It would have been quite nice in its time, but the cement had been coated over with layer after layer of graffiti. Huge, stylized letters were emblazoned in bold colors and brazen audacity. Painted serpents and vines coiled around them. There were the shattered remnants of countless glass bottles and four individuals seemed to be consuming currently. They laughed and spoke with one another, slapping each other's shoulders, though occasionally they'd get a bit rough with the way they shoved or hit at one another.

En'Zha was intrigued. These humans had even marked their skin as they did their territory. While they wore leather and denim, their weather worn skin had phrases, characters from other languages, flames and spikes. They had gilded themselves with metal along their ears, noses, lips and eyebrows. Most had shaved their heads bare and instead cultivated beards that had been braided along the mustache or the goatee. Unlike his first servants, they seemed to have more will power and experience… but that was no matter.

En'Zha raised three of his arms, the mouths nestled in each palm starting to whisper and chant. His fourth, unused hand, slipped down to start stroking his long dick. As his hand slipped up and down its length, it began to swell and fatten from its already considerable state.. Likewise, down at the edge of the amphitheater, vines began to grow and slither out to the ground. The vines were a lighter lime green due to their recent and rapid growth, but they began to bud and then blossom with waxy orange flowers. The vines crept down over the graffiti and then slithered across the cement ground, curling and coiling before surging on towards their destinations.

One of the gang members moved to get more tequila, his boot stepping onto one of the vines unexpectedly. He looked down at it in confusion, seeing it move. He sprung back in surprise and said something to alert the others. They looked around in disbelief at the vines that had grown so fast. The smallest one, one possessing only a mustache that curved around his lips and hung down past his chin, kicked at one of the vines. En'Zha closed his fist and the vine responded by suddenly coiling around his ankle. He tried to pull and tug away from it but it didn't let go. It took only another second for him to bring out a knife and slash at the vine. As his blade got close, one of the blossoms erupted and showered him with a plume of pollen. It clung to his skin, but it especially clung to his dark hair and his mustache.

“Pedro!" One of the others exclaimed, “Pedro, are you okay?" he asked in surprise. Pedro stood there for a moment, uncertain. A slow grin crossed his lips as his nipples began to sting and ache. His stomach began to rumble and growl… and his dick began to swell and thicken. He pulled at his jacket and cast it aside, pulling his t-shirt off next. More metal glinted as his pierced nipples were revealed. He started going for his pants next, eliciting shocked grunts and confusion from his comrades.

“What is that thing?" Another asked, torn between his desire to attack and his fear at seeing how strangely Pedro had reacted after his encounter. He still advanced cautiously, trying to stay clear of the blossom. After a moment another crept forward as well. En'Zha couldn't help but grin. Taking his fourth hand off his dick, he raised it to let it whisper another curse. A vine broke through the ground behind them all at the widest point of the amphitheater.

The vine snaked its way down and forward, down and forward, down and forward until it reached for the last member of the group. The back of his bald head was marked with the name of their gang, the tattooed letters faded over time. His burly beard had been braided into a chest length plait, the wild edges tapering off at the top of the ears - ears that had been lined with a ladder of cartilage rings. The vine sneaking up behind him paused, almost as if it was watching the underlings probe the other vines along with the leader, but En'Zha's hunger was mounting. The vine suddenly wrapped around the leader's neck, causing him to reach up with both hands, pawing and clawing at it.

Hearing the muffled grunts of activity, the other two turned to charge and defend their leader only to be tripped by vines latching around their legs and then sprayed with the potent pollen. They began to moan and writhe, slowly grinding against the ground as they clawed at their own garments to remove them. Sensing the time was finally right, En'Zha stood up, walking the short distance around the edge of the amphitheater's edge before he started to descend the steps. Cody and Amari followed after rapidly, the three pairs of bare feet padding down the pleasantly coarse cement. As En'Zha claimed the performance space, the writhing vines began coaxing the four gang members down toward the center. The leader still flailed and kicked a bit, forcing the vine to lift him up off the ground to clear one or two of the rows of seats. By the time they were herded together, they were deposited in a heap.

“Do not worry, you've sought pleasures of the flesh and the mind all your lives. I will give that to you." En'Zha said. The sun had started to set, the light that licked across his bare shoulders and four pectorals taking on a ruby color. The vines continued to writhe even as En'Zha reached out with his four hands, grabbing each of the gang members by the face. None of them were in a position to resist all that much. Even if they had been, the fight soon drained from them as the demonic whip like tongues oozed their way into their mouths. Muffled moans of surprise became moans of delight, especially from Pedro. He reached up, grabbing onto the back of En'Zha's hand, - not to tear it away, but to hold it there as the longest tongue of his life began to make out with him, slipping in and out, back and forth, coating his mouth in slick slimy saliva.

The others fell in line quickly, though the gang leader seemed to take the longest. Still, his eyes fluttered shut and the hands that had been trying to pry the vine off of his throat fell to his side. All four suckled and slurped as they made out and little by little, En'Zha's influence began to creep in. Their ears began to stretch and warp, tapering to points as they sloped back from their heads. The change was made more distinct by their many piercings being stretched out. Those that had chosen to shave their heads lost what little stubble had grown out, leaving them perfectly bald. Likewise, their facial hair was starting to enhance at a rapid pace. The tendrils of Pedro's mustache on either side of his mouth began to droop and descend downward. The gang leader's huge plait began to drop like a rope being lowered over a cliff face, the braided length slipping down along his stomach, then his waist.

En'Zha murmured, feeling their spirits start to connect to his, but it wasn't enough anymore. He gave a nod to Amari and Cody who rushed forward. Pedro had helped by rapidly trying to remove his own clothes, but the servants helped alleviate the rest of them, casting the garments off in a heap. The new recruits were relatively fit aside from some scars and bellies made round by alcohol. En'Zha could taste the alcohol in their mouths as well as his hands made out with them and he gasped slightly as some of their energy arced out backwards at him. The geometric tattoos that banded his fit arms began to grow a little uneven, then wild, thorns stretching out from them. He hissed a little, his teeth growing sharper into fang like points further back as his upper lip suddenly bristled with new hair that grew out.

At first it was like soft downy moss, but it grew sturdier and stronger as it curved down along his lips. Likewise, the faint fuzz at his chin began to unspool from his face, curving downward and backward like a sickle. He grunted harshly as boiling hot pain came to his ears before metal oozed outward, curving around in two pairs of new rings that marked his ears. He was shocked, surprised, amazed, and then proud. Never before had humans altered him back when he was corrupting then, but this made him more fit to be their god. The feeling was exhilarating, running all the way from his mouth to his four nipples and then to his huge, knee length dick… but with this many servants, that was no longer sufficient. Even as he held the four recruits and corrupted them, adding onto their muscle and their heft, watching their pierced dicks slink down lower and lower toward the ground, his own began to itch and tingle and throb.

No words were needed as Amari and Cody swept forward, reaching out to fondle their deity. As they groped and rubbed at him, the dick bobbed and rose skyward. As it shook and moved, ministered to by four strong hands, parts of it began to indent and crease. The huge gaping urethra at the tip of the large dick sputtered and closed, connected at first by sticky strings of cum before it became more substantial, bisecting the passage. The creases deepened like ruts, veins buldged and throbbed. Amari and Cody jerked their god off with fervor until their own skin glistened with the perspiration of their fervor.

En'Zha moaned, watching the gang members take on elfin like ears, their dicks as long and as impressive as his had been. En'Zha shuddered again as another bolt of influence swept through him, his rusty goatee growing out further from his chin as golden rings began to form in all four of his nipples. They stretched the sensitive flesh out into sausage like protrusions, keeping them erect and full and aroused at all time. Only thanks to the being's above human sized features was there room for such activity, especially as his eyes squeezed shut, he threw his head backward and howled.

Amari and Cody's efforts were rewarded as the massive dick that had nearly been as wide as their waists suddenly split into four appendages. The newly released members were incredibly long, still thicker than a human's, but independent of one another. Each had a plump head drooling precum, veins snaking along their faintly curved lengths. En'Zha's eyes slowly opened again as he licked his lips. The recruits were mindlessly suckling on his hand tongues, embracing their new fate. He lifted them up off the ground and brought them forward, positioning them just so before he lowered them. Amari and Cody watched with glee as their master's dicks seemed to curve and move like vines themselves, prehensile flexibility allowing them to seek out their targets.

There was little doubt that a few hours ago these four men would not dreamed of what it felt like to be impaled on the dicks of an ancient god, but now… now they moaned and writhed as their hairy ass cheeks were pried apart by almost two feet of throbbing cock. They wormed their way up into their intestines just as the immense hand tongues had come down their throats and bellies. The four men began to rise and fall on the members like strange carousel horses on a merry-go-round. They reached out for anything they could touch to try and help, groping and caressing and clawing for more. They were desperate, they were hungry, but En'Zha… he felt as if he was finally where he was meant to be.

Without the need for any gesture, Amari and Cody felt most of their minds return to themselves. Amari blinked a little before gasping, feeling suddenly… very good. He looked down and his eyes grew wider, seeing the largest dick he'd ever seen extending out from his groin like the limb of a tree. His feet were larger too, so supple and full and plump. His arms were fit, his stomach refined. His balls were the size of oranges. He moaned happily, but then realized where he was and then remembered everything he had done between the cave and now. He flushed a little, looking up at En'Zha's hungry eyes. En'Zha grinned warmly, licking his lips as he looked at his supplicant.

“Amari, I need you… Please, feed me…" He murmured. Amari normally would have been mortified by such a request. He'd been such a novice before, but now? He was no longer an alien in his own body feeling like an imposter. This was him, whole cloth. He moved forward toward the being and watched his long, languid form slowly lean down. His mouth opened wider and wider, stretching farther than humans could manage. His sharp teeth would have looked like weapons to anyone else, but to Amari they were so handsome. His tongue slid out of his mouth, but it kept on sliding. Inch after inch, it stretched out before it slurped and slicked the underside of Amari's cockhead. The short embrace was followed by rapid coiling as the tongue wrapped around it, pulling him forward. Amari almost stumbled, but he moaned as the head of his cock was enveloped in an eager, warm, wet mouth. En'Zha slurped up inch after inch, starting to bob his head forward and back, taking Amari until the head slipped past his uuvula, sliding down his throat toward deeper depths.

“Fuck yeah, Amari! You're such a stud!" Cody exclaimed for his friend, finding nothing wrong with their current situation. He'd started using both hands to jerk off his own heavy dick, panting happily as he looked from Amari to En'Zha to the four gang members that had been corrupted into the same troll-like servant forms that he now enjoyed, although they did look tougher than he did… All four were drooling copious amounts of pre from their immense shafts. Cody was all for celebrating his fellow beasts and pumping them up, but surely En'Zha had summoned him back to awareness for a purpose. He looked at the four new recruits as En'Zha pulled them close, slowly extracting his hands from their mouths as he drew them close enough to start suckling from his many available nipples. The deity's hands slipped down across their broad, muscled shoulders to start groping at their ass cheeks.

As En'Zha kneaded and fondled their plump flesh, the mouths in the palms of his hands slobbered and hissed in hunger before their tongues shot out, planting themselves deep in the quivering puckers of the gang member's holes. They moaned into his juicy chest as they squirmed and wriggled, letting the tongue snake into their depths. They sucked and nibbled and bit at the plump tits En'Zha offered them, but with both their mouths and asses occupied, Cody wasn't sure exactly where he fit in. He looked at the mound of man flesh on En'Zha's front, watched the magnificent immortal being sucking Amari's huge dick down to the base… and then realized that that voluptuous curve, the way his body flowed from one sexual frenzy to the other, it was making his ass stick out.

Cautiously and carefully at first, Cody slowly came around behind En'Zha. Sure enough, there his ass was, jutting out in the sunset light. His ass was as fit and firm and toned as anyone might want, but it was about thirty percent larger than a normal ass. It flowed from his long back into his shapely legs, like two twin islands rising from a sea of mist. Cody thought it was very well the most beautiful ass he'd ever seen, but as he stared at it, the cheeks seemed to clench and tighten and then part, revealing a tannish-brown ring of flesh. As Cody watched, it quivered and undulated before dilating and opening up. The interior was slick with clear precum from some organ Cody clearly did not possess.

Cody stood there, jaw hanging open. The gaping maw seemed to surge and throb inside. The longer Cody looked, the more he realized that his god was in need! Most shockingly of all, he was in need of him! Cody surged forward, using both hands to lift up his swollen dick. No sooner had be brought the tip to the edge of En'Zha's sphincter than the flesh seemed to press out, get a grip and then clamp down on him. Cody was pulled and tugged forward as muscle group after muscle group gripped onto his meat. It was kneaded and massaged, but every centimeter he gave to En'Zha was claimed and gave that much tighter grip on the rest. Cody slammed into En'Zha's ass almost involuntarily at first, but as his hands reached out to wrap around the deity's hips, he began to pull back and then thrust forward again.

The noises leaving Cody's lips were neither dignified nor controlled. He'd never expected so many nerve endings to be sending signals all at once. He'd been redesigned for a purpose and now he seemed to be fulfilling it. His hands gripped tighter as he slammed in and out, deeper and farther, filling En'Zha's body. As big as he was, as fit and firm as he was, a slight bulge began to swell outward in his stomach from the size of Cody's tool. Cody was emboldened, fucking faster and harder as he could. En'Zha growled and purred around Amari's dick as he suckled, using his tentacle tongue to tickle between his balls. Amari threw his head back and came, unleashing the last few drops of his human semen before a much slicker, darker, slurry-like seed erupted from his huge balls into En'Zha's mouth.

En'Zha could taste so much. He could taste innocence from Amari and Cody and experience from Pedro and Saul. He felt such relief from Rio that his secret was finally out in the open and he'd been chosen to embrace a life of debauchery. He felt a kinship in Hector and how he looked after the others like his family… and En'Zha also cherished how he'd twisted them all. They were far beyond human now, endowed with monster manhoods and insatiable lusts. They hardly looked human with their ears and disproportionate feet and hands…. And they were all focused entirely on him and each other. En'Zha reveled in being spitroast between Cody and Amazri. He didn't just feel the warmth of their dicks between him, he felt their love and respect for one another.'

The sun slunk lower and lower until the stars pierced the violet veil that hung across the horizon. Moonlight tried in vain to pierce the canopy of leaves rustling in the evening breeze. Still the seven of them fucked and sucked. The heat of friction was aided by the slick cool of natural lubricants. Amari and Cody came several times, giving their contribution to their holy one. Eventually Hector's men did too, coating En'Zha's legs with their own corrupted seed. Where the cum hit the ground, there was a faint sizzling before a rust colored pigment began to spread outward. Curves and curls, geometric shapes, spikes and circles etched their way into the cement. Everywhere it hit graffiti, it over-wrote it but left it on either side.

As the ancient symbol slowly completed itself beneath them, the men that had been going off like fireworks in orgasm after orgasm began to fall into a sync. Their breathing increased, their moans became more determined. The friction rose as their sounds came to a fever pitch and then, all at once, all seven of them came. Cum splattered and dribbled and dripped, being gulped down greedily. The symbol beneath En'Zha flashed with energy as his essence was broadcast outward to the world at large. En'Zha's eyes glowed with leftover energy as he knew countless gay men were suddenly having the craving for long tentacle tongues to invade their bodies and souls. Some would seek him out, others would form groups that would light up like beacons for him to find.

Cody and Amari were spent, curling up against his body to keep it warm. The others had cuddled up against his chest in a living blanket. En'Zha slowly retracted his hand tongues from their asses, bringing his upper right palm to his mouth. He opened wide and let his palm tongue emerge, dripping with semen. He licked it clean, sucking down the last of the juices sensuously. En'Zha slowly laid back onto the cool stone and spread out as much as he could. After being petrified for so many years, it felt good to be out and alive and spreading his influence.