Mike was still feeling the afterglow of his workout—and post workout shower with James. He was so glad he met James a few weeks ago and James agreed to be his workout partner. James had hurried out of the shower with a kiss saying he had to run—but leaving Mike with one more long kiss and a promise to text him. Indeed after Mike finally finished his shower his phone had lots of texts from James. Saying that he had some great plans for this evening and beyond if Mike wanted to join him. “Hell yeah, if it means I can finally eat your cum,” Mike texted back, wondering why James bolted out of the shower just as he thought he was about to shoot his load. They were going back and forth texting when Mike suddenly got another text, from a number he didn’t recognize. It was from the gym, saying “congratulations! This is Lee, your friendly gym owner. You’ve been selected to have your great work and accomplishments displayed for all to see! Do you wish to continue? If so tap the 💪🏽” below.
Mike was a little annoyed by this interruption of his chat with James, as he was rapidly getting hard again. But he was intrigued. He tapped the 💪🏽
Another screen opened up and it said: “thank you for your interest in having your accomplishments displayed for the world to see. If you should consent to transformation, you will be compensated ....... blah blah blah....in accordance with the laws of the state of......blah blah blah...By tapping here, you agree to be transformed into a statue of solid rock. You will be aware and locked in ecstasy. You will be touched and admired and agree to be put on display. You agree that you may be sold to a museum or private collection and after a term of service as a statue determined by..........” Mike kept scrolling it was a long document, yeah yeah he thought he just wanted to get back to texting James so he scrolled to the end and found the 💪🏽 again to tap. He tapped it, and his screen turned blank and white and saying “Are you sure? By tapping here you agree to the terms of transformation for the duration of this contract. This action cannot be reversed until the entire contract is fulfilled.” Mike snickered at how elaborate this joke was, probably was just gonna be some funny cat gif or maybe some hot porn, whatever. It’s not possible to be turned into a statue and besides that long contract said something about compensation and that eventually he’d be turned back into a human. Haha turned back into a human, that’s ridiculous cuz it’s not like I’d really be turned into a statue, he thought. He tapped the 💪🏽 and suddenly he couldn’t take his eyes off the screen. It glowed a faint green as he saw an image of a beautiful muscular man slowly losing his color, his breath, his flesh, as he turned solid cold stone. He waited for the next screen but his phone flashed bright as if it was taking a selfie but strangely the light didn’t blind him. He moved his thumb to tap again but saw that his thumb didn’t move. He saw that his thumb, his whole hand was now solid rock. Mike tried to look at the rest of his body but could no longer move his head. Left on his phone was an image, he realized, of himself in his new unmoving state—a statue of solid rock. Oh fuck this is real, he suddenly realized. He desperately wanted to scroll back through the contract he had agreed to to find out how long he was to be in this state, but was unable to.
“Thanks for your help,” James said to Lee, the gym owner at the front desk as he gave him a wink. “You always find us the best ones.” “No problem, friend, anytime. And let me know when I can go back and spend some time as a statue again. That was so amazing.” “I’ll talk to Gio when I deliver Mike, I’m sure we can arrange something—you’re such a great specimen yourself. You should really think about signing up for a year or more—you’d be a great addition to a museum exhibition for a few months.” Lee smiled and said “yeah I’ll definitely think about that. Fuck yeah.”
James walked back into the locker room. He took the phone out of mike’s cold hard hand and ran his strong muscular hand all over mike’s cold stone body. “Im glad you agreed to this babe. You’re really gonna love it. I wanted so bad to let you swallow my load but then you would have become plastic—and I think stone is your medium. Don’t you worry—I know you’re locked in ecstasy now and I’m gonna make sure you’re taken care of properly for your whole contract,” he whispered as he kissed Mike’s hard cold unmoving lips and caressed his rock hard cock and balls.
“Oh and I saw that you scrolled very quickly through your contract. Don’t worry we will take good care of you as I said, don’t worry about how long your contract lasts for: we are good owners and respect your contract and will keep you very very happy,” he said as he slowly kissed his way down mikes stone cold and hard pecs and abs
Though he could not move he could see James’ mouth reach his perfect and now indefinite erection.
James was right, Mike thought. This is gonna be amazing.
After what seemed to be an eternity of ecstasy, James got up, went to a locker, and pulled out a heavy blanket. Mikes world went dark as he threw it over him and walked out, only to walk back apparently with a dolly to which he strapped the new statue. Mike felt himself being moved and laid and secured into a vehicle. He wondered where he was going next, but somehow felt at peace, somehow felt everything was going to be ok. Besides, he realized, there was nothing he could do about it for however long his contract lasted. Might as well get used to this, he thought.
Jason
2021-01-16 21:37:59 +0000 UTC
Here is an interesting premise. A male medusa that can now project his powers through a screen digitally.
Michael Wang
2021-01-16 21:35:18 +0000 UTC
I would LOVE to get this text
Jason
2021-01-16 20:09:21 +0000 UTC
That's the kind of text message I long to receive.