The Art of Changing Dreams
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The Art of Changing Dreams
Originally Art History had been a throw away major. Listen to boring lectures, be able to tell the difference from Manet and Monet, and get a degree in four years time. But that was before Liz had delved away from the west in her "studies" and found out about the art of India.
The body was explored scientifically in western art, but always kept within certain restraints. In the art of India, the body was worshiped. From the loose-limbed figures in the three point tripanga poses, to outright temples with hundreds of eight meter tall statues indulging in every carnal act imaginable, this art had awoken something inside of her.
It made her feel guilty, that she derived specific pleasure in the art of another culture. Initially, she had told herself that she liked it because of aesthetic purposes; and while this was true in part, she had come to terms with the fact that she loved the open adoration of all things sexual as much as she like the art. It wasn't evil, it wasn't perverse, it was just beautiful to show people, or gods, or other things loving each other so explicitly.
And so she found herself much more engaged in her studies than she had originally intended. After writing a few papers that got the attention of a professor that she had taken a liking to, she had landed herself on a trip to discover the lesser known art of India.
She had met up with various local institutions and guides, but most of the actual cataloging was left up to her. Rumors of a particular temple had intrigued her, and led to a week long wild goose chase; or so she had thought until a handful of bribes had landed her a guide that would take her to, but not inside the so called temple grounds.
And so, having to walk the last few hundred meters into the valley herself, Liz was a little paranoid, before getting very curious. There were many moss covered statues depicting what appeared to be an elephant headed deity of some sort. But the strange thing was, she could not pin down what deity in particular. Perhaps just a guardian . . .
Ganesha was a popular god in this area, but all of the symbology was wrong. Only two arms, no discernible mudra. Well muscled male body completely lacking in the usual prominent belly of a statue of Ganesha. Also the statues were, aside from heavy bronze bangles, chains, and other ornamentation, completely, almost aggressively nude.
Most zoomorphic deities had an animal head, but all of the other aspects were human. What rested between this statue's thighs was definitely not normal for a human; a heavy hanging sack with an animalistic sheath seemed much more elephant than human. The figures feet and hands were also distinctly animal, fingers like blunt ivory tipped paws, and heavy flat elephant pads for feet.
After taking a few pictures for documentation, her excitement led her further on to a crumbling stone staircase that led up to some sort of dias. This place could easily date back millennia, thought Liz, beginning to sweat and pant as she climbed up the mossy stairs, leaving the cover of the green forest canopy. Perhaps it was some sort of pre-Vedic precursor to the Ganesha the world new today.
There were two monolithic statues at the top, each another anthropomorphic elephant, posing their delightfully masculine musculature towards the center of the dias, as if there were supposed to be a third statue in-between them. Liz was flushed and sticky from her long assent, she blushed as she realized that she was hot and sticky for other reasons too, the raw masculinity radiating from those statues was amazing.
She took out her camera and then yawned as she sat down in the gap between those masterpieces. It was not as if she had a strict schedule to keep, it wouldn't matter if she took a little nap, it was not as if there were other people around she rationalized as her eyelids sank; her mind's eye full of images of posing, manly elephants, all tusks, trunks, and tough gray skin amid the overgrown and mossy stone. . .
* * *
She awoke to the sound of festival drums, on shining clean white marble as someone shook her awake. She could smell incense in the air and heard the murmuring of crowds.
"What is your desire?" came a deep stern voice as someone shook her shoulder.
"I err, was trying to find out exactly who this place was made for . . ." she began apologetically as she rolled over. Her eyes panned across a vast metropolis which spanned as far as the eye could see in every direction from her vantage point on top of this . . . zigguraut? Bright pennants waved as masses of ant sized people engaged in gaudy celebration, pennants whirling.
She was about to continue speaking as she turned, when she stopped and stared in disbelief. The statue from before was gone, and in its place was the exact thing it represented. A ten foot tall being of corded muscles and rough wrinkled skin. Its entire body was adorned with gaudy baubles of spun silver, garnished with what must have been pounds of lapis lazuli. Long chains looped from broad, flapping ears to heavily engraved tusks, jingling musically. The thing's serpentine trunk released its light grip on her shoulder and returned to hang restlessly under its massive head, just above the loose jostling package between the thing's legs.
"So you wish to meet the lord of dreams?" came a deep voice from behind her.
She turned in shock to see the other statue, standing with powerful arms crossed over his defined chest. His ornamentation was mostly the same, save for instead of lapis adornments, he sported rubies with gold trim, from his brilliant gilded pectoral, all the way down to a simple anklet above his broad elephantine feet. His manhood jostled as he continued.
"You are not fit to meet the master of this realm in your sorry state, you must change first." he pointed at her with his leathery trunk, nostrils flaring to make a point.
Her hands patted the pockets of her khaki shorts instinctively looking for her camera, but she seemed to have misplaced it. "I uhh . . . where are we." she asked in flabbergasted amazement.
"That is a question for the Master of this place," boomed the Lapis clad elephant. "If you wish to have such difficult questions answered, you must first change, and then you may meet the master." he finished staunchly, hips thrust out in the classic pose of a guardian. "Do wish to continue?"
"I errr, yes I do . . . but," Liz began.
"Then follow us," the fantastic male creatures said, turning and walking down the stairs at the far side of the impossibly large marble platform.
Liz watched the ropey tails swing between their bulging thighs before chasing after them.
"Hey, wait up! Please, this is important, can you tell me anything about this place."
"Any answers we have would pale in comparison to the master's" came a curt reply as the two enormous figures continued trudging down, and off to a terraced balcony of polished jet overlooking the explosively colorful city below. Open passages with elaborate arches led into the ziggurat's interior, the scent of sandalwood drifting out amid the dim light and various hanging gauzy drapes.
She followed their surprisingly graceful forms inside as her mind raced to formulate a better question. She didn't know what was going on exactly, but this could be the historical find of the millennium, all time in fact! Her mind raced as she followed the ponderous pachyderms into the smokey softly lit interior.
"Remove your adornments and put on these," said the gold adorned elephant, his trunk handing her a huge bronze pectoral and rich purple loincloth, little more than a hanging sash, while the lapis clad one slowly drew a curtain and left her in smokey solitude.
"Umm, do you mean my clothes?" she said, rubbing her fingers over the large amethyst gems studded all over the elaborate and gigantic shoulder cover, almost like the ones the massive elephants were wearing.
"Yes," was the only reply the short spoken guardians gave her.
She had taken courses on cultural relativism before she flew over, and most encouraged a foreigner to partake in other culture's ways of dress in order to fit in and better understand a new group. She used this to reassure herself as she removed her somewhat sodden clothing. That, and the fact that a find like this was worth any cultural awkwardness, kept her excited as she slipped on the impossibly smooth silk garment and slid the heavy bronze and amethyst decorum over her shoulders. It rested solidly just above her pert breasts.
As she pulled the curtain back, she saw that the two stoic elephants were waiting for her arms crossed. She blushed as their eyes ran over her bare breasts, and down to the purple cloth that left little to the imagination.
"Very pleasing," Ruby grunted trunk curling under his mouth.
"Now you must change," finished Lapis as he stepped towards her.
"Again?" asked Liz, taken aback. "I just did, I've done everything you told me to. You said you'd take me to the man with answers." her accusation rested tensely in the heavy scented air.
"You have altered your adornments," replied Ruby sternly. "You said you would change, do you wish you renege on your word?"
"No, I . . ."
"Then you will change?"
"Yes! But wha . . .eeeeek" Liz cried as Lapis' strong trunk wrapped around her midriff, lifted her off her feet, and planted her in front of Ruby. She was about to unleash some of the choicer things she could say about elephants when the grasping end of Ruby's trunk pushed over her face firmly and began to blow.
Perhaps 'blow' was not the correct word. Liz's hands shot up to uselessly grab and pull at the rough, muscular appendage as the warm breath flowed into her, both mouth and nose, pressure building. Her body began to feel light and warm and her hands began to stop desperately grabbing, as the tension inside her grew. The pressure increased with the warm breath that smelled of saffron and fresh hay, but she felt no pain, and instead started to feel woozy, and slightly amorous.
The trunk around her middle, loosened it's grip and slid lower, pulsing and squeezing on its way down. It slid past her waist as the skin of her thighs began to thicken and turn coarse and gray. The rough trunk slid back and forth in sensitive circles as it lowered all the way to her knees, her thighs rippling with muscle and becoming encased in tough slate colored, tenderly wrinkled skin.
As her arms pulled longingly at Ruby's stiff trunk, she closed her eyes and let more and more of the blessed air flow into her mouth and nose. Her clutching hands began to bulge and swell in pulses, nails lightening and turning opaque as they spread up to the final knuckle of her fingers. What her dainty hands were loosing in grace they were gaining in size and power, as rough elephantine skin enveloped them and they desperately clung to the trunk clasped over her face.
The pulsing band of Lapis' trunk lowered clenchingly past her knees as her legs began to swell wider and taller. Liz groggily noticed the floor moving further away from her trunk obscured vision. Her shins shivered as the thick skin closed in on her ankles and the trunk brushed away as Lapis knelt before her. Her laughter was muffled by Ruby's trunk as the elephant below her used its long nose to pull her left foot into it's moist and slippery maw, the rough hairs around the edges tickling as her foot slid deeper.
Liz began to caress the trunk of the ruby studded elephant in front of her, her arms growing much too large for her frame as one ran along the underside of the trunk, and the other rested on the top, rubbing small circles into the powerful male flesh. Her shoulders bulged as she pulled in protest when the pressure stopped, as the trunk broke it's tight seal, letting air escape her with a gasp, but the chill that she felt in its absence was quickly forgotten as the curious visage of Ruby's adorned face grew closer, face tilted up to avoid his long tusks, he opened his gaping pink ans moist mouth and his trunk pulled her into a deep and sensuous kiss.
Below her the distinction between ankle and foot was lessened as it was rolled around inside the warm pulsing center of Lapis' maw. She wriggled her toes one last time as they shrunk into ivory nubs that adorned the outside of her flat and almost circular foot. As the appendage grew too large for even Lapis' cavernous maw, he let it slide from his immense mouth with a wet noise, and caressed the strong new leg with his trunk as she shifted her weight to it.
Her large and corded arms clasped the sides of Ruby's head as his gigantic and skilled mouth began to play. He darted his wide and slick tongue inside, filling her mouth with his masculine taste before nibbling at her upper lip. His hands caressed her arms, becoming larger and more powerful by the second as she moaned around his mouth's embrace. His tongue squeezed her top lip against his palate and the flesh began to stretch an meld.
Her upper lip stretched up and back, merging with her nose as it turned out and grew bigger and flatter, nostrils flaring and huffing around sensual licks. Her muscles began to twist, and she realized that she could move the combined organ/appendage very slightly, and so she twitched it urgently against ruby's commanding tongue as her bared nostrils widened.
Lapis rumbled as he fulminated the other foot. He enjoyed feeling the flesh of the ankle swell and grow, and delighted as the toes wriggled haltingly until they were drawn back into the wonderful forming flat foot. As his mouth worked his trunk snaked up her leg and snuck under her satin cover. The sniffing appendage pressed against her moistened snatch as she shivered at his unexpected touch. He pinched her lips cheekily with the ends of his flexible nose as he drew in her scent, still human, but becoming deeper, more suited to her new form.
His talented mouth was finished all too soon as he let the second sodden foot pull out from under his caressing snout. The leg planted itself on the ground firmly, powerful muscles slicked down by his saliva and powerful male scent. He slowly pushed himself to his feet as Ruby finished his passionate kiss with one last sweep of his great tongue, running it across her panting face as the duo stepped back.
Liz moaned, her head all fuzzy from the passion. She blinked her eyes as her wits caught up with her. Cold spittle was left on her face and feet . . . oh god her feet were misshapen cylinders with heavy ivory nails, her ham hands were easily larger than her head, and she could see her gray upturned nose in the bottom of her vision, nostrils flaring as she panted in disbelief.
"What's happening!?" she demanded of her attendants turned abductors.
"You are changing." said Lapis simply, beady eyes somehow bemused as well as. . . caring?
"This isn't what I meant!" Shouted Liz, stamping her round padded foot.
"But is it what you wanted?" queried Ruby, stepping up, trunk sliding down to brush across her nipples.
"Whaaa . . .Ahhhhh" Liz moaned, "No, I . . . Nothing should feel this good."
"It will feel better," the deep voice replied, trunk huffing, grasping at her sensitive breasts.
"But, I just want to know whooooo," she cried.
"To truly know, you must change" said Lapis, picking her huge limbed form up in his massive arms as Ruby's trunk left her nipple with a playful tug. He laid her gently on one of the plush geometric rugs that lined the dimly lit interior.
"To know you must change," echoed Ruby, kneeling between her legs.
"What does that mean?" she began, mind exhausted, skin on fire, awaiting more sensuous sensations from those powerful pachyderms.
Ruby's answer was grasping her thin loincloth, spotted dark with her own arousal in his massive trunk, lifting, and then pushing forward with his head and tongue, devouring the feminine folds in front of him. His tongue was all encompassing and made her twist and writhe as her inner walls clenched in waves of glory at the presence of such a protean intruder filling her absolutely.
As Ruby slurped rudely below him, Lapis knelt over Liz's writhing form, beads of sweat glistening, eyes closed in rapture, and he placed his huge hands over the sides of her head. His thumbs pressed into the oddly sensitive flesh of her ears. As he pushed and kneaded, the complicated whorls of human flesh smoothed and flattened as the skin darkened and began to spread, bigger and wider, more and more tender.
She looked down and saw a purple curtain rustling, held up by a straining trunk and obscuring the busy head that loudly lapped into her behind it. His broad tongue pushed all the way into her throbbing femininity, as Ruby rumbled contentedly. With each wet lavishing, it felt as the tongue was pushing deeper and deeper, an impossibility as it already filled her to the brim. Soon the gigantic tongue needed only to run just past her nether lips to fill her more than completely.
Lapis' hands stretched and pulled, tugging her ears larger and longer, her nose/lip hybrid wriggled and huffed in pleasure, nostrils flaring. He rubbed his trunk up from her navel, sniffing and snuffling all the way up to the side of her gasping lips. The flexible appendage then began to pinch and worry at the corner of her mouth, pushing and pulling at it roughly. His skilled fingers spread her ears gently as the trunk clamped down an began to suck powerfully at he edge of her moaning mouth.
Behind the Lavender curtain Ruby's hot mouth brought her untold pleasure without ever pressing into her. Somehow he was drawing the pleasure out of her, all of the sensations of being filled were moving and intensifying infuriatingly. Her hips began to buck slightly as she could feel every detail of the inside of his mouth, his blunt rough teeth and soft palate dancing across her flesh.
Something big was pressing out beside her lips, parting her skin painlessly. She could feel Lapis' trunk wrap around and begin to firmly tug at the polished protrusion. Her wide eyes watched as a pearly white tusk was pulled into her peripheral vision. She loved the way it was solidly tugged at, her neck jerking, as it was pulled longer and thicker, her ears beginning to flap in pleasure as they fanned out on either side of her head before Lapis' powerful hands grasped them and pulled them further. His thumbs continued rubbing tight circles on her flat ashen and joyfully flapping ears as his trunk gave one last tug at her new pearly tusk before switching sides and begging to huff and pinch around the other side of her mouth.
Liz moaned and her hips rocked as she felt the muscles of her groin clench and bulge under the careful male's thrusting tongue and engulfing mouth. Something had changed, something that was flooding her mind with pleasure. She was pressing back against him somehow, her inner wall's feelings inverted as she throbbed and pulsed larger and more urgently.
Lapis pulled harder on her second tusk as it grew out, and tenderly rubbed her wide ears with his massive hands as they floppily wagged in pleasure under the careful passionate massage. As her other tusk finished growing, and his trunk gave it a last solid tug, she brought her giant arms up to grab the strong male's head and draw him down into a kiss. Their tusks clashed together awkwardly before her mouth found his as her blunt nose was pushed into the musky underside of his trunk. They kissed passionately tongues entwining before Lapis broke the kiss and began to rise.
Ruby's body lunged forward one last time causing Liz to arch her back and release a ululating scream of pleasure. As he slid back off of her, his trunk let the purple silk flutter downwards, she felt the cold damp cloth settle, but it felt strange, suspended, but touching her most sensitive parts . . . but that couldn't be right.
Liz groggily sat up swooning as she took stock of her surroundings. She could see large white spikes jutting out from either side of her mouth. Her hand raised to touch one, ivory tipped fingers clicking against it, and it felt . . . solid, like a part of her own body. Her nose still felt wrong, it would wriggle seemingly of it's own accord, like there was supposed to be more to it. But these distractions didn't last long as she shifted her weight, and gasped as the silk cloth rubbed against something.
Looking dumbfoundedly down between her legs, she saw something bulging, tenting the sodden purple fabric. Her mouth hung wide open as she peeled back the gauzy veil, shivering under the onlooking eyes of her guides. The feeling of the silk sliding was immense, but she was not prepared for what she found there; the bobbing bulbous head of a gray elephantine member dappled with pink growing from a rough gray sheath.
The two elephants above her smiled as she touched the head of her animal member, it twisted with sinewy muscled movements and she drew back her hand, hissing in pleasure and shock. She raised her hands in front of her face desperately clenching her ivory tipped digits in horrified pleasure.
"What . . . what have you done." she said through gritted teeth, the alien protrusion twisting seemingly of it's own accord.
"Helping you change," came Ruby's deep and simple answer.
"You are becoming more suitable to meet the Lord . . . and much more attractive," finished Lapis, rubbing a hand over his tight stomach as his member began to stir pulsingly out of his massive sheath, balls jiggling pendulously.
"You're freaks!" screamed Liz. "Now I'm a freak," she continued hysterically.
"We are only dreams," began Ruby.
"You are a dreamer, you are only a monster if you wish to be." Finished Lapis.
"I . . . I don't want this," Liz choked out, looking through splayed fingers at her mangled body.
"If that is true, then you can awaken from this dream," commented Ruby, regret creeping into his voice "But, you are very beautiful . . ."
"Let us show you, how wonderful you really are," Lapis crooned stern tone abandoned for something deep and smooth like velvet. He knelt down and his trunk brushed against her miniature member, the two sinuous organs entwined for a moment, causing Liz to gasp as she looked in to the Elephant's honest eyes. There was no monster there. She lounged backwards as the waves of pleasure rolled over her. This was a beautiful dream.
As his trunk grappled with her small but eager member, Lapis pushed his head between her spread legs, maneuvering his tusks carefully as his large fleshy tongue began to stroke across the gray skin of her new sheath, skin darkening as it was slathered. Her hips twitched, desiring release, but the pressure only mounted to new intensities. His tongue followed the base of the member into the loose sheath and explored all the way around the sinuously growing base before sliding out and moving down below the sheath to the two raised lumps of flesh left where her femininity used to reside.
Ruby lounged down on his side, and leaned in, arms spread to either side of her, smiling before letting his trunk run up her body from her navel followed by his wet, warm, wide tongue. He encircled her breast with his licking, opening his gaping maw wide and engulfing the feminine mound in his steamy mouth, his tongue worked furiously at her nipple, her breast darkening and retreating as she gasped from the intensity of his ministrations.
Above his suckling mouth his bejeweled trunk sniffed up past the smoother flesh of her neck, over her chin, across her dainty lower lip, and then hovered over where her upper lip and nose had fused, feeling her hot breath come in broken pants before lowering the grasping tip of his trunk and taking that breath away. Her blunt nose was stretched as the larger elephant sucked an pulled back in a tortuously slow manner, mouth still sucking hungrily at her diminishing teat as it was subsumed by the rock hard muscles of a defined male chest.
Between her writhing stocky legs, Lapis' trunk wrapped around Liz' growing member as its head blossomed into a blunt, flattened cap that bore very little resemblance to a human's maleness. It writhed and twisted, almost snakelike, as her hands spread and clenched the heavy carpet under her in miniature pyroxysms of pleasure. The trunk caressed her growing member; more and more dappled pink showing as it rose from her hefty sheath.
Lapis' fleshy tongue lapped at the increasingly loose skin below the gray base of her member. He pulled the flap of rough skin into his mouth, pushed it against his palate, and nibbled it teasingly with his smooth flat teeth. The elephant let the developing sack slide slowly out of his mouth, dripping with his thick spittle before forming a perfect seal around it with his lips, and sucking, hard enough to make Liz suck air through her gritted teeth, large ears fluttering in ecstasy.
Ruby gave the beautiful dark gray nipple that capped the smooth strong male pectoral that lay below him a last nibble as he rumbled in approval and moved his mouth to Liz' other still human, still female breast. His great mouth engulfed the whole mound of sensitive flesh as his wet tongue glided over the soft flesh as it toughened up. He pushed intensely with his tongue as the breast widened and sank back into tough muscle, nipple growing dark and hard as it too stretched under the incessant teasing, her chest barreling into a wall of strong flesh.
His trunk still arched above him, descending to connect to the woman's strange nose which was swelling, bulging with tough sinew and strong muscles as it was pulled outwards by the sucking, needfully pulling trunk. They were sharing air as her new appendage lengthened haltingly, the underside marked by deep wrinkles in the growing flesh, allowing unmatched flexibility. Her breath came pantingly through her mouth in ragged gasps of pleasure; an octave lower than it once was.
Liz felt her manhood throb wider as it lengthened, coming to nearly match her two guardian's girth. Lapis' trunk huffed hot air as it sniffed around the base, still entwined, pulling, twisting delightfully. Something happened below that made her shiver before her bulbous cock head began to twitch and dribble a slick, warm, clear fluid down it's length. The twisting trunk, paused, releasing her length and hovering over the tip of her member, sniffing violently, before bobbing down and pinching at the end of her prick, eliciting another spurt of pre that dripped off the end of the trunk as the large elephant rumbled his approval.
The sucking mouth under her member contracted violently, and something pulled, squeezing from her flesh as it dropped into the saturated sack of gray skin; something plump, round, and pulsing needfully. There was another gut-wrenching pull, and the lonely orb was soon accompanied by a churning mate. Both throbbed as Lapis rolled them around his expansive mouth, growing even larger, taut and throbbing, pre now leaking copiously from her tortured member.
Ruby rubbed the side of his head against the moist flat masculine chest under him. Drawing his tongue up to her neck and pulling his head up just next to where his trunk sucked at Liz' new beautifully growing elephantine appendage. While her upper lip had merged with her extending trunk, her lower lip was simply inadequate, and hung half open, revealing her teeth flattening into rough blunt caps. He drew the wonderful new elephant into a kiss and drew back slightly, pulling the small lower lip into his impressive mouth.
The lip stretched and grew longer, thicker, following the base of her trunk as Lapis suckled upon it, trunk still sucking; stretching her nose longer and longer. He folded the lip upon itself in his mouth, rolling it back and forth as it grew, out side thick and rough, inside delightfully smooth. Liz drew him into another kiss as her trunk was nearing the length of his own. He slid his tongue into her mouth as it expanded, and her head began to grow, rough, elephantine, and beautiful. Her blonde hair dissolved, as her scalp was replaced by a tough slate colored cover, and her lip became thick, long and almost triangular.
Her rough skin grew rounded sheathes for her new tusks, and her ears wriggled in pleasure as Lapis pulled her trunk back tighter and tighter. With a lusty pop, their trunks broke their contact and air rushed into her new nose. The air was heavy with the musk of virile bull elephant, and she moved her new nose experimentally, drawing in the scents of both beautiful males as it rubbed clumsily against them.
Ruby pulled up with his trunk, sliding sinuously away from Liz' grasping member as beads of pre smeared against him. He let her balls slide from his mouth and slap against her flesh wetly as he ran his tongue all the way up from her scrotum to the tip of her throbbing cock, witch pressed back against him. He pulled back and stood up slowly, next to Lapis. Both of their members, now fully aroused, snaked about below them hungrily.
Liz pushed herself to her feet shakily, her trunk rolling back into her wide mouth instinctively, blowing the scent of strong male across her tongue. She clenched her broad hands as she look at their arousals bobbing in front of them. Her ears fanned out and her trunk swung down to caress her eager erection, while her hands began rubbing over her rock hard nipples. There were still patches of pink human skin on her mid drift and back that looked out of place on her powerful form.
"Please," her voice boomed out in rich baritone. "Please help, I unnngh . . ." she finished as her trunk rose up in frustration.
"We will assist," smiled Lapis, hands reaching out reassuringly as they guided Liz' panting form down to all fours.
"You really want this?" asked Ruby teasingly, kneeling behind her scrumptious rear.
"Oh God, Yes, Please . . ." Liz strained, cock dribbling pre below her.
"Then we shall serve," boomed the resounding voices for the the lusty elephants.
Immediately, Lapis knelt and grabbed her cheeks and pulled her head forward into a hot kiss, their tusks scraped together as they ravenously slapped their tongues,in and out of each other's mouths. Their trunks curled up and round each other, muscular contractions squeezing tenderly and she could smell the soothing scent of saffron on his breath.
Ruby spread her ass cheeks wide, fingers digging into the taut flesh of her shapely rear, and plunged his tongue into her waiting anus, swirling around her passage as she let out a pleasured rumble into Lapis' mouth. As he pulled his tongue from her tight depths, a nub of taut gray flesh rose over the tight entrance, a few dark brown hairs bursting into existence as her tail began to grow, wagging from side to side eagerly as the slavering tongue coated her backside in spittle.
Lapis pulled back, tongue sliding out of her long mouth as their trunks disentangled themselves. He stood up, towering above her prostrate form, heavy hands resting on her head, pulsing cock inches from her salivating mouth. Her trunk reached out and dragged itself across his loose testicles, inhaling as it sniffed in his rich male scent. It slid up his massive member and pulled it towards her mouth as the Elephant trumpeted in pleasure.
Behind her, Ruby placed his strong hand around her tail and stood up, watching as the tight muscles of her anus strained while he tugged on the lengthening switch. He replaced his hand with his trunk, tugging fitfully, as he grabbed her hips and lined his pulsing member up with the straining passage, dragging his cock across it, smearing it with pre before rocking back, and slamming into her.
She gargled and bellowed in pleasure as Lapis grasped her tusks, pulled up, and roughly shoved his writhing penis into her fleshy mouth. He pulled himself deeper and deeper, cock wriggling as her tongue rolled around it playfully. Her trunk lay flat against him, snaking up his manly chest, sniffing and pinching at his nipples with the pink flexible ends as he rumbled his approval.
The hands behind her grasped tightly into her hips as Ruby shoved his member deeper and deeper into her. His trunk pulled her tail sharply from side to side, and she could feel her entrance clamp and strain around his throbbing cock as it writhed inside of her. Soon he let her fully grown tail go, and it wagged fitfully, slapping happily against his belly, as he leaned over her, resting his chest on her broad back, trunk snaking purposefully down her side.
Her breath panted heavily against Lapis's groin as his cock pressed deeper into her gullet. She wrapped her cheeks around it and sucked, rewarded by the member twisting in pleasure as it pushed and pulled, a little deeper every time. She felt the heavy testicles that rested by her chin begin to clench rhythmically, pining for release just as her own still were.
Liz tweaked his nipple one last time with her supple trunk before sliding it further upwards, caressing the flesh of Lapis' neck then pushing up and sliding into his unsuspecting mouth. The elephant's surprise quickly changed to bliss as he licked and suckled on the muscular trunk, just as the maw below him wrapped around his penis. His clenched hands released her tusks and returned to her large flapping gray ears. He rubbed them between thumb and forefinger tenderly as he continued to thrust into her, and she to him.
Ruby's arms wrapped around her midriff as his hips bucked violently, forcing his cock further into her eager passage. His head rubbed against her side as his trunk slid down to snuffle her testicles, drawing in her perfectly masculine scent. The trunk then wrapped tightly around the base of her seeping member and pulled sinuously down, coating itself in the slippery essence that he forced out of the blunt tip while Liz shivered at the contact. His coiled trunk began to rub up and down the length methodically as his hips thrust harder and harder. Her member stiffened, bending in a slight upwards arc as it strained, bobbing with the force of his thrusts. Soon, his pounding penis hit something inside of her that made her senses light up.
Her trumpeting was dampened as Lapis sucked passionately on her trunk while while Ruby rammed again and again in to her virgin prostate, causing a torrent of musky pre to shoot from her member.
The blue jeweled elephant pulled on her ears and drew her lips flush with his groin, his mouth sucking, almost panicked, at her trunk. Bellowing triumphantly as his balls clenched, he began to climax, thrusting fervently, forcing waves of musky cum down her gullet, as her body began to swell larger, more muscular, all signs of humanity vanishing.
Ruby thrust his member all the way to the hilt until the base of her tail pressed against his navel. He rammed against that pleasured spot again as he groaned, clenched and began to ejaculate thick, torrential ropes of seed, the pressured spurts only stimulating her to almost hysterical levels as white rivulets began to leak from her ass, while their sodden testicles slapped together lewdly. She rocked with the jackhammer thrusts as she desperately climbed towards release.
The clutching trunk pumped around her cock one last time before coiling all the way up her member. Ruby's grasping trunk clamped down on the bulbous end of her pulsing member and sucked violently as finally, she began to come: Balls clenching wildly, forcing out torrents of pearly white liquid that he sucked up with his wildly twisting trunk, grasping her thrashing member during their wildly simultaneous orgasms.
The throes of glorious release seemed to last forever, each elephant filling the others perfectly. Waves of messy white maleness flowing as their endurance was pushed to the limits. Balls clenching, pushing as hard as they could, feeling each other's entire being with absolute acuity. They trumpeted and rocked together in a moment of eternity. But eternity was not enough, and soon both elephants withdrew, panting, pulling out with a wet finale, sopping in their own juices.
Ruby brought his trunk to his lips and let the sticky fluid dribble onto his tongue, sampling her essence, smiling at the virile taste of the new elephant's cream; rich and masculine.
Liz lay exhausted on the ground, eyes closing as her lips curled up into a contented smile.
"Now sleep little one, soon you will meet the Lord," Crooned Lapis as her head fell back, and she drifted off into more euphoric dreams.
* * *
The Lord of Dreams sat on his alabaster throne, a new devotee curled by his feet in supplication, all Amethysts, rough gray skin, and powerful muscle.
"So searcher, are you happy with what you found?" he asked, voice pleasant and all encompassing as he reached down and scratched the amorous elephant's chin causing the beast's trunk to wriggle jubilantly.
The male elephant nodded and pulled itself closer to his perfect feet, trunk wrapping around one playfully.
"Don't you wish to return to your home, and spread the news of your great discovery?" he queried, eyebrow raised over his warm eyes.
The new elephant only drew itself in tighter towards him as its answer. Once it had dreamed of passionate art. Now its very being was the art of passionate dreams.