Swiss army knife

Andy lay slouched on the sofa half watching the Saturday morning cartoons while he rolled the knife around his hands. “Hey Sam! Are Beth and Rob coming over later?”

“Yeah, should be. Why? Is there a problem?”

“Nah. Just a bit bored.”

“You could always help with the chores......”

“Thanks, hun, but I’m OK.”

“Sheesh”

Something caught Andy’s eye and he looked more closely at the knife’s handle. After they had discovered the knife’s secrets, no one had really paid much attention to the knife itself. “Hmmm, I wonder.....”

Andy had noticed two very faint lines around the handle separating out the strange ancient symbols into bands. Andy stopped what he was about to do and reached for his phone. He took pictures of the knife’s handle from all angles.

“She would literally kill me if I messed this knife up......”

Andy’s idea was that maybe the bands were not just decorative, that they might twist or open up. Maybe there was treasure inside the handle. Or better still a treasure map! He held the knife carefully at one end, so as not to touch the blade and tried to twist the end band of the handle. It didn’t move. So much for that idea. Then Andy tried the middle band and it moved ever so slightly. He swallowed hard and gave the handle a firmer twist. The middle band moved around a quarter turn, he felt a soft clunk under his hands and the blade briefly glowed an electric blue colour.

“Oh shit! I just did something......” Andy’s mind raced. Should he tell Sam now or should he try and work this out on his own? He thought of the time when Sam and Beth had essentially been stuck because he had fallen asleep as their arms and that he had vowed to try and make sure nobody got hurt while they played in their skin suits.

“Sam...... Sweetheart........you might want to come and take a look at this....”

“Oh crap, what have you done now?” said Sam as she hurried in to the living room. Andy only ever called her “sweetheart” when he he’d really fucked up.

“So, don’t be angry, I took pictures of it before I did it, so we can get it back to where it was...”

Sam’s face was horrified. “No! No! No! Tell me you haven’t broken it, you stupid ape!”

“Let me explain!” Said Andy hurriedly. “I noticed the symbols looked like they were arranged in bands, so I thought they might unscrew and reveal some hidden treasure.....”

“Or a treasure map?” Said Sam. She knew her man all too well.

“Maybe....” Andy twirled the knife in his hands. “Anyway, the middle band moved and kind of clunked into place and the blade glowed blue for an instant.”

Sam was intrigued now. “OK. Did you try turning it back?”

“No. I figured it would be safer if there were two of us around.”

“My hero” said Sam sarcastically while at the same time thinking she probably wouldn’t have been able to contain her curiosity, but that was a smart move. God knows what this thing was capable of.

Andy held the knife as before and twisted the middle ring back the way it had come. To his and Sam’s relief, the handle moved, more easily this time, and snicked into place, the blade briefly glowing a kind of purple colour, right on the edge of their vision.

“Try it” said Sam, as she took off her shirt. Andy slid the blade down her back and the seam started to open up. “I guess we need to go through the routine, hop in quickly so we can run the cycle through. And no quick fondling of my boobs, I want to find out what the blue setting does.” she managed to say as she melted in front of Andy.

A few minutes later, Sam was putting her shirt back on as Andy turned the handle around a quarter turn again and there was the little flash of blue.

They both stared at the knife, not daring to move, like it was a bomb with a trembler switch.

“What should we do?” whispered Sam.

“I don’t know” whispered Andy back. “Why are we whispering?”

Sam let out a huge sigh, “You’re right, l know, this is just so crazy. Just when we were kind of getting used to it, you go and give us another round of jeopardy!”

Andy looked at Sam and took the knife in his right hand. Hesitating for a moment, he gently drew the blade across his wrist.

“Aaaah!” shouted Sam and Andy together as Andy’s left hand hit the floor. It lay there, bloodless and completely intact like an ultra real mannequin’s hand. Sam and Andy stared at his stump. It was equally bloodless and smooth across where bone and muscle should have been making their stomachs turn.

Andy lifted his arm up to his his face and tried to wiggle his fingers. The disembodied hand on the floor wriggled it’s fingers.

“Aaaah!” shouted Sam and Andy together again.

“Holy shit! Can you feel the carpet?” asked Sam.

“Yeah. Now you mention it, I can.” Andy’s face was then a mask of concentration as he was clearly straining to do something. The hand on the floor wriggled a bit, but nothing else happened. “I was trying to turn my hand over, but it won’t. Looks like it’s not going to take off on its own, at least.”

“Do mine” said Sam. “I’ve got an idea.” Andy drew the blade over Sam’s wrist and it too, fell to the floor.

“We should maybe have thought that might happen.....” said Sam.

Sam picked up Andy’s hand and moved it to her own stump. To a squeal of delight, they both watched as the hand and wrist instantly fused together. Sam turned the hand over and back. There was no sign of a join, just the slightly different skin colour and of course, the size of Andy’s hand, otherwise it was her hand! She moved her arm around and then began to frown.

“It won’t move” she said.

“Yes it will” said Andy, making a fist with his hand, only it was the hand that was on the end of Sam’s arm.

“Oh! You still have control! Ooh, this is going to be fun.....!”

Andy started to reach down for Sam’s hand when she stopped him. “No. Please give me my hand back, I want to try a whole arm!”

Andy drew the blade across the tan line on Sam’s wrist and this time Sam caught the hand as it fell. She placed it back on Andy’s stump and then replaced her own hand. Feeling a little giddy with excitement, Sam took off her shirt again and told Andy to remove her left arm at the shoulder. Andy did so and then did the same to himself. Sam picked up her arm and placed it on Andy’s body. Unsurprisingly, Andy’s new left arm first of all reached up to his face and rubbed his chin, then moved down to his pants and reached inside for a gratuitous fondle of his dick.

“Nice” said Andy as he managed to move quickly enough to attach his arm to Sam, before she could get out of reach. Sam sighed as her new left arm moved across her body and fondled her boobs.

“Touché” she replied. “Now for the big ones!”

“What do you mean?” said Andy, a little confused.

“Take my head off” said Sam, matter-of-factly.

“Huh?”

“Oh, here, give me that thing.” As Sam grabbed the knife from Andy and drew the blade across her neck. Andy was just fast enough to catch his lovers head as it fell forwards off her neck.

“Are you crazy!!!” screamed Andy.

“No.......adventurous” replied the head in his hands.

“Oh fuck, that is freaky!” said Andy, half collapsing into a chair. Sam’s body moved over to the sofa and sat down. “I take it back, that was way freakier.”

“So, do I have to give you a minute before we do this?”

“No. I get it. This is going to take a while, isn’t it?”

“You really are my soulmate...... sweetheart!”

After about 10 minutes of swapping limbs, heads and torsos, a very happy Sam was headed into the bedroom to find some suitable clothes. She now had her dream body. Her legs, arms and head attached to Andy’s body. Sam still managed to sway “her” hips as she walked into the room looking for a pair of boxers to house Andy’s dick and a pair of his jeans and a t-shirt to fit her new body. It was still very much Andy’s dick and he could feel everything Sam did to the poor little guy, but with Sam’s head attached to his body, so could she.

Andy wasn’t entirely unhappy about having Sam’s boobs right there in front of him so he could play with them whenever he wanted. And he had her pussy to play with as well. He followed Sam into the bedroom, equally aware that he needed to find some suitable clothes to wear, if only for when Rob and Beth first arrived. Oh, hell he thought, this could could get way out of hand with 4 sets of limbs to play with and `Sam’s imagination. Andy stopped by Sam’s closet and rang his fingers along her clothes, looking for something....... there it was. Andy pulled out Sam’s sexiest blouse, a blue satin number. He pulled it of the hanger and slipped his arms into the sleeves and felt the material glide over his breasts.

“You’re gonna need to wear a bra with that, the nipples poke through really badly when I’m turned on.” said Sam breezing past behind him. “But you’re right, it does feel amazing straight on our bare nipples, doesn’t it?”

Andy grabbed Sam by the arm and spun her round. “I’m going to enjoy turning you on just by playing with myself.” he said as he ran a finger around his own nipple and tweaked it. Sam couldn’t help but moan slightly and then jump as she felt the tweak. She responded by reaching inside her boxers and running her hand up and down her cock.

Andy replied by running his fingers down through the fine pubic hair surrounding his pussy while he massaged his breast with the other hand.

The two lovers stood facing each other, playing with themselves and each other at the same time, feeling every stroke and subtle movement of each other’s body as well as their own. The mounting feelings of warmth and moisture became too much and they both flung themselves on the bed. Andy lay on his back with his fingers deep into himself as he moved his thumb around his clit, teasing it up and out of its hiding place. It was so much easier when you knew where the damn things was, he thought to himself. Sam was becoming ever more distracted by the sensations running through her mind from her old body as she tried to focus on the incredible feelings of arousal from stroking her own cock. Sam felt that she couldn’t hold it any more and moved on top of Andy. Andy reached up and held Sam, holding her long blonde hair back as Sam leaned towards him and slipped their cock deep inside them. Sam moved at the perfect pace and in the perfect way to elicit the most intense orgasms they had felt together. Andy realised this must have been what Sam was searching for ever since the first attempts with the skinsuiting. Both of them could feel both sets of pleasure as she moved, it just so happened that Sam was driving the hips that drove their cock. With the perfection of the ideal feedback loop, their orgasms built until the inevitable atomic explosion of a climax left them both shuddering in ecstasy on the bed.

“Holy fuck! That was the best yet!”

“Yeah!.........I wonder what else that knife can do?”