āAnd wide awake,ā I said, and Markās eyes jolted open.
āWhat⦠did it work?ā he said, groggy. His arms were crossed over his chest, his legs splayed wide as he lay on the couch.
āWeāll find out,ā I said. āCan you move?ā
He looked concerned, and his body twitched a bit. But his arms remained crossed, his legs open wide.
āNo, I⦠I canāt move, dude!ā he said. āYou froze me?ā
āIāve done a bunch of things to you,ā I said. āStarting with making your body completely rigid.ā
āFuck, man,ā he said, his muscles tense and immobile. āI feel rock hard.ā
āYou are,ā I said. āAll except your dick. So letās fix that.ā
āYour cockās getting hard,ā I told him. āThe tighter your body is, the harder your cock gets. It turns you on to be a statue.ā
āWait, stop it,ā he said, but I could see his junk move in his loose athletic shorts. The outline of his big dick began to tent the fabric.
āHarder and harder, a rock hard rigid statue of a cock,ā I said, watching him grow more aroused. His face slackened, his mind getting foggy.
āWhatās ⦠happening,ā he slurred.
āAnd the hornier you get, the stupider you get,ā I said. āAll your brains drain away as your cock fills up.ā
āAww man⦠whaddya doin to me,ā he mumbled. I reached over and pulled up the leg of his shorts, and his hard thick cock flopped out. I rubbed it up and down and he moaned. āOhhh shit, thatās good,ā he said.
āYou my dumb little statue?ā I said, pumping his dick.
āYeah man,ā he said. āIām stupid and stone.ā
And as he said it, I could see his flesh turning grey, transforming from living tissue to marble slab.
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