Gregg reached down to his phone and picked it up. He didn’t recognize the number of the call he had missed. As he scrolled through his phone his towel fell to the ground and the cold air made his cock start to get hard again. ‘Not again’ Gregg thought as he tried to figure out who would be calling him. The only way to figure it out would be to call the number back. Gregg pressed the redial button and was surprised when on the other end of the phone was the old man from the shop.
“Hello, thank you for ccaaa-callling, Antiquities and More in the Westdale Mall, this is Ernie, what can I do you for?” Gregg heard on the other end of the call. He recognized that voice, it was the old man from the mall. The old man was the last thing that he remembered before he woke up with this giant horse cock between his legs. Maybe he would know what happened and what to do about it.
“Hi, hi sir, ummmm I was in your shop yesterday looking around near 4 or 430 and I have an odd question because something happened….”
“I’m so sorry sir, we don’t give refunds, have a nice dddaaayyyy.” The old man cut off Gregg and then quickly hung up the phone. Gregg tried to redial the phone and it went directly to voicemail. He tried again and it went to voicemail again. ‘That old man must no something.’ He thought, ‘ but how am I going to make it to the mall without anyone noticing this giant horse cock. Gregg looked down at his new semihard horse cock which began to rise to attention as he looked at it. ‘Great, here we go again.’ Gregg started to rummage around his room for any underwear that he had that he could fit this giant monster into to. The more he walked around the more it bounced and the harder is large horse cock got, eventually he was just fully hard 14” of horse cock oozing precum while digging through his room.
He finally thought of a good way of covering up his massive member. He grabbed a pair of running tights out of his dirty laundry hamper and put them on. He got them almost all the way up and then pulled on the waistband to shove the giant cock down one of the legs. Although not perfect it fit and he still had a hobble when he walked. Then he put a pair of gym shorts on that were a little too big as, and then a pair of baggy sweat pants over that.
He then put on a shirt and sweatshirt on over his talisman and made sure he could still walk around. As he hobbled around his room as a test, the fabric of the leggings rubbed against his sensitive new horse cock head which made it pulse and release precum. Gregg realized that he wouldn’t be able to do anything about it until he got rid of his horse cock. He made his way out of his room and down the stairs, luckily everyone was at work so he could easily head out to his bike and leave. The bike ride from his house to the mall was only a couple miles but every movement of his leg going up and down caused him to shudder with pleasure. After about half the ride Gregg looked down and realized that the precum from his cock had already started to show through his leggings, shorts, and sweatpants, he needed to move faster before it became more noticeable.
As he pulled into the bike rack at the mall he locked up his bike and looked down. The precum spot on his sweatpants would have looked like he pissed himself if the spot didn’t start so low on his leg. Gregg finished locking up his bike and went into the mall and looked at the directory. Gregg figured out where he needed to go and then looked for the quickest way to get there. He then fast-walked his way toward the antique store. Only getting a couple odd glances on the way, he finally entered the store and headed straight for the counter. As soon as he got to the counter he thumped on the glass top hoping that the old man would answer.
Gregg then heard a click behind him. The old man was standing at the door and he had just turned the lock. The old man looked at him with a lascivious grin. “I thought you’d come back today,” he said with a chuckle, “now I’m gonna need you to take a nice long nap.” As soon as the old man said the word nap Gregg went into another trancelike state. He could see and hear the old man as he approached him but he wasn’t able to move or speak.
The old man sauntered over to Gregg in his pseudo paralyzed state. “hmmmmm, now what to do with you, I know its not your fault that you looked into the talisman, but I might as well have some fun with you.” The old man went behind Gregg and put his arms around him stroking his chest. Then he moved his hands slowly down Greggs torso until he reached the waistband of Gregg’s sweatpants. He caressed Gregg’s waistline and pulled in close behind Gregg breathing on his neck holding him tighter and tighter.
Gregg could feel every move and breath that the old man made but wasn’t able to do anything about it. It was though his mind was aware but was ok with what the old man was doing and his body wouldn’t respond at all. As the old man moved his hand further into Gregg’s sweatpants, Gregg heard the old man whisper something into his ear, “run little horsey, run”.
As soon as the old man said this he let go of Gregg. The words echoed in Greggs mind continuously and Gregg’s body automatically started to gallop around the store.
“NEEEEEIIIIGHHHHHH….brrrrrrrrphhh” came out of Gregg’s mouth as he imitated a horse neigh. Gregg continued to gallop with his hands up in hoof position near his chest. Gregg could hear the old man laugh as his body moved without his guidance. Gregg was also painfully aware that the more he galloped the more his new horse cock was stimulated and the more precum dripped down his leg.
After his third round galloping around the store the old man yelled, “STOP”. Gregg immediately stopped in place and didn’t moved. “Now come over here boy.” Gregg’s body calmly walked over to the old man, as he walked he heard a squeaking noise coming from his sneakers that wasn’t there before.
“Now look at this, look what a mess you made, did you piss all over my floor?!?” The old man said angrily. The old man then realized that he couldn’t smell any piss, but it did smell very familiar. Then the old man noticed the bulge that cam from Gregg’s wet pants. “What have you gone and done with yourself? Did you have a naughty dream last night?” The old man licked his lips and continued, “now let’s see what’s going on, take it all off.”
Gregg tried to resist but he just couldn’t control what his body was doing. Greg first took off his sweatshirt and shirt, then his sweatpants. As he took his sweatpants off he could smell the musk from the precum escape. Next he took off his shorts and finally his running tights. It took him a minute to stretch off his running tights but as his horse cock was released it began to gush precum onto the floor.
“with all the boys I’ve played with using the Talisman, I’ve never seen one that had a transformation. Body changes, like bigger muscles, butt, even cock or face, yah, but never anything like this. You must be a kinky little guy. I do say that hard horse cock looks delicious.” The old man then made his way toward Gregg making eyes at the giant horse cock.
“Now you aren’t going to cum until I say so, got it,” the old man said to Gregg as he got on his knees and latched onto the horse cock with his hand. Gregg immediately felt the old man’s hands as he took no time to start stroking and licking his new cock. Gregg was in utter ecstasy as every touch that the old man made felt amazing on his new sensitive cock. Gregg couldn’t move but his cock began to pulse on its own as it spurted and oozed precum all over the old man.
After a few minutes of the old man caressing him, licking him and sucking on his brand new horse cock, Gregg thought he was going cum, but his cock kept on the edge of cumming no matter what he willed it to do. This state of perpetual pleasure even after a couple of minutes felt like torture to Gregg. The old man was thoroughly enjoying himself, bathing the in the precum, licking up as much as he could.
“Now now for the good part. Lay down on your back boy.” Gregg’s body automatically responded by kneeling down and sitting back onto the hard cold linoleum floor. The cold of the floor shocked Gregg as his back and head now lay flat on the ground while his giant horse cock stood straight hard at attention. Gregg watch as the hold man took his suspenders off his shoulders one by one. As they came off his loose pants fell down by themselves. The old man wasn’t wearing any underwear, and now Gregg knew why, the cock and balls on this old man were enormous. Each one of his testicles looked to be the size of a grapefruit and his semi hard cock had to be almost 12 inches. ‘Wait he isn’t going to try to put that in me?!? I’m not gay and that is a monster! Please not like this!” Gregg panicked in his own mind and the old man waddled over to him. The old man straddled Gregg after kicking away his pants and started to squat down. As he squatted he reached down and grabbed Gregg’s enormous horse cock and lined it up with his hole.
‘Wait, what, I don’t want to fuck this old man, how is my monster cock going to even fit inside him, this is nuts,’ Gregg thought again to himself, a little relieved that he wasn’t on the receiving end at least.
The old man kept going and Gregg felt the warm sensation of the man’s hole as it not only took his giant horse cock, but started to suck it in and massage it. The old man looked like he was in heaven, the more cock he took the harder his own cock got. At this point the old man’s cock was fully erect and starting to drip precum on the top of Gregg’s chest almost to his chin. The old man’s cock was all that Gregg could see now.
The old man had finally stopped moving as he leaned back to support himself – Gregg was both impressed and mortified that he now felt the man’s ass sitting on his pelvis. The old man had taken his whole enormous horse cock in what felt like no time at all.
The old man began to move again as he started to fuck himself on Gregg’s massive member. At this point Gregg was in such pleasure that his mind started to float off has the inability to cum overwhelmed him with sensory overload. Gregg didn’t even know how long it had been before he started to feel warm sticky liquid start to cover his face. This new sensation brought Gregg back just a little bit as the old man continued to ride his cock.
“Hey boy, don’t waste a drop of that cum, that’s precious stuff, you should know that by now,” Gregg immediately realized that he could move even if it wasn’t of his own volition he felt a little relief. His arms and hands began to scoop up all the cum that the old man had just shot on his face and chest. Gregg began to shovel all the cum into his face, licking each hand clean. ‘Why does this cum taste so good, I have to stop, this is that old man’s cum,’ Gregg thought, but his body kept moving.
The old man started to slow down as he leaned forward so that he was face to face with Gregg’s cum covered mug. “Are you ready? We are about to see how much pleasure you can really handle.” The old man spit in Gregg’s face and then pushed his way so he was once again sitting up. “Now, cum for me you my little horse-cocked bitch boy, cum as much as you can inside me.”
As soon as the man said the words, Gregg’s cock began to unload all the cum that he could. He came so much that he felt it start to leak of the old man’s hold onto his crotch and legs. He could briefly see while still eating cum that the old man’s lower belly had started to disdend. That was how much cum he was shooting into the old man. Finally the hose seemed to turn off and Gregg blacked out after too much pleasure overcame him.
The old man slowly got his legs back underneath him and stood up. As he stood Gregg’s cum started to leak down the sides of his legs. “Don’t want to let this go to waste now,” the old man said. He then gingerly waddled over to where Gregg’s head was now laying while holding in as much cum as he could. He then squatted down with his hole over Gregg’s mouth and face and slapped him, “Hey boy, I have a snack for you, wake up and drink,” Gregg’s barely conscious body responded to the command and he opened his mouth. The old man finally unclenched and all of Gregg’s cum came leaking out of the old man’s hold into his mouth.
Gregg could barely keep up with the amount of cum that he was now being forced to drink, it started to spill over into his eyes and hair, but his body naturally swallowed as fast as it could. After couple minutes the old man stood up and walked back to wear he had kicked off his pants.
“Now boy, clean up that mess you made, I want the floor, cum free when I get back,” Gregg’s cock softened as he came back to his senses. He moved to his hands and knees and started to lick up all the cum that had fallen to the floor.
The old man then picked up his pants and went into the back to shower. “Now don’t leave until I figure out what to do with you,” the old man shouted back. ‘What am I going to do with him’ the old man thought.
Then it came to him, I can…