For the briefest of moments, Mark realized he was alive again before his mind tumbled back into the abyss of nothingness.
There was nothing that could even be called Mark left. It was a superficial and meaningless name for the small blob of green goop that had formerly been an abusive human male.
As he was forced to relive every memory of his existence only to have each of them each ripped away piece by piece, Mark had pleaded with whatever higher power had existed that he would do anything to make the agony stop. As his very last conscious memory had faded from his mind, he realized with horror he was losing his personality and intelligence too.
His last conscious thought before his collapse into a lifeless puddle of green had been regret over something he didn't understand.
And then the void.
Ty opened the jar and caught the strange smell of chemicals first. He poured the goo from the jar and into his waiting palm. It was more of a slime than anything. He rolled it between his fingers and marvelled that the lifeless goo in his hand had once been the man he had feared for so many years.
He smiled as his new plump cock began to grow. He savoured the last few moments of terror the being known as Mark must have had as his mind tore itself to pieces and vanished.
He looked down at the goo, his cock, and started rubbing his long eight inch shaft with it. A moan escaped his lips. It felt good, slimy and cool to the touch.
"All right, that's enough of that." Ty laughed to himself. He stared at the goo and willed it to take the shape of an androgynous human. The goo obeyed and formed a tiny human in Ty's palm, neither male or female with a bare groin.
Ty willed the figure to become flesh and blood and bone, which it did. Like the shrunken women at the desk it laid perfectly still, breathing evenly in his hand.
Ty willed the figure into a man. A handsome and chiseled man with a perfect body and gentle soul. The tiny body complied and became a perfect male in his palm, with a strong jawline and a perfect cut body. Not too big, perfectly masculine. Sharp and angular facial features, but a young beauty to him.
Ty smiled as he found himself growing harder. He would enjoy all genders equally from now on, not limiting the pool from which to draw sexual delight from.
Ty willed the tiny man to become a loving and obedient slave to him, kind and eager to please his Master, skilled sexually, kind hearted and docile. In love with both men and women and eager to please both.
Ty then set the small man down next to his other slumbering dolls and found he was tiny next to them. He grew his unnamed slave to a little under June's height and grinned.
Now he could have fun.