Last year when I turned thirty, I treated myself to a trip to Peru - specifically Ecuador. I rented a Jeep and went pretty far into the jungle (even though they warned me about going by myself). I even had to have enough credit available to cover the entire cost of my vehicle on the chance that I might not make it back. When I could drive no further, I grabbed my camping gear and set out. It was awesome being so far from civilization. The first night went great. I woke up the next morning - did my situps and pushups and then hiked even further away, keeping track with my compass and map so that I could find my way back.
In the middle of that second night, I awoke to being blindfolded and manhandled. I didn't know what the hell was happening. I was bound tightly to a post, lifted up and then carried for what felt like an eternity. I was then roughly slid off the post and tied to a tree. The blindfold came off. It looked like I was in the middle of some ancient tribe. People in town had warned me to watch for "headshrinkers", but I thought they were just trying to scare me into paying for them to act as guides. I had read up on it before and was fascinated, but now I was scared shitless. The process was pretty involved to shrink a severed head which was surprising to me - quite barbaric - kind of made me hard when I read about it.
Unfortunately, I learned that this process was nothing near as horrid as the real thing. The tribe consisted of shorter, tan muscular men. I didn't see any females. There was a moaning noise coming from the left. I looked over and saw a guy younger than me, sounded like he was speaking French between the begging and pleading. His arms and legs were tied up and he was being held down by two handsome natives. They held sharp spears against his chest and groin to keep him from moving.
A man that was obviously the Chief of this tribe walked up and stood directly over the young, naked French prisoner. The Chief was extremely imposing with huge muscles and a bunch of fur. The poor prisoner was handsome exactly the opposite of the brute standing over him. He was thin but fit, really pale and smooth like a baby. Hunky bearish Chief started smoking on a pipe and then stared down at his victim without blinking. Whoa - I must have been drugged or something. I swear that the guy was shrinking before my eyes. What the fuck - this isn't what wiki said about shrinking heads. This guy's entire body started to shrink. When he stopped, he must have only been about one foot tall. He was no longer bound by ropes and he was not being held down anymore, but the sheer shock must have kept him laying there with his mouth open staring up at the nearly naked tribesmen.
A big whooping yell came from the entire tribe. What little cover they had over their genitals was no longer helping as monster cocks all started tenting and poking out. For being shorter, those studs were hung like horses. At the point of whooping, hollering and cocks emerging, that's when the kid freaked out and attempted to stand up and make a run for it.
The leader that did the shrinking simply leaned down and picked up the reduced prey. Without any warning, he held his captive by his torso. The two guys that had previously been holding him down opened up their mouthes and leaned forward. Each man sucked in a leg. The Chief signaled them with a booming voice and then his men unceremoniously bit down, severing both legs from the pitiful guy.
The shriek from Frenchy was ear piercing. I couldn't look away. I knew that this would be my future, but for some reason, this domination made me hard as a rock. My eyes were drawn to the leader. He noticed me staring at him. I swear that he looked at my tented shorts, sneered directly at me and then went back to focusing on the victim in his arms like he never even saw me.
Two new men walked up and practically inhaled the little guy's arms. Once their bearded mouths were up to his armpits, they bit down and groaned as they chewed on the arms. The screaming had stopped - must've been too much blood lost. The leader took a sharp knife and severed the head off. He used some rope and hooked it to a belt around his hips. It was an addition to the 4 already hanging from his sides. This severe looking leader then gave the rest of the mangled body to his members to finish off. They seemed to enjoy ripping off the meat and eating the French meat.
He seemed to take one more glance over at me and my large erection, but just went back to wherever his home was. The rest of the tribe disbanded and left me tied to the post to think about my fate.
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