Baxter's body was completely flattened except for his cock which was permanently hard and unable to cum. His bladder felt like bursting even though it was completely empty and his oversensitive prostate was screaming for someone to pound his ass mercilessly.
Sherri put on some gloves and slathered a lot of superglue all over Baxter's permanent erection. Then before it could dry, she pulled the cock down between Baxter's legs and shoved it right up his ass, all the way.
Baxter was going mad. Not only was his cock far too sensitive, but his prostate too. He felt like he was moments away from a screaming orgasm, but nothing ever came. The outline of his cock was very clearly visible though his paper thin belly.
“There. It should be dry by now,” Sherri said after a minute of holding the dick properly in. “Hope you like fucking yourself in the ass, because this is permanent. And you're quality rubber. You won't degrade no matter how much time passes.” Baxter tried to beg, but no sound came out.
“I know we said we'd pay you, but that's a lot of money and we can't have you telling anyone about what we're doing here, so we'll have to find a use for you where you can't say anything to anyone. Maybe make a profit even.”
On that ominous note she flipped him over onto his stomach and smeared more glue all over the back of his flat body. Then she folded him back onto himself and used the roller to squeeze him just as flat a second time. His dick stuck out from one end of the fold. His prostate, bladder and belly stretched so taught around it that it wasn't visible that the cock was wrapped in anything. It just made the cock look bigger and thicker.
Sherri clued one side of Baxter's body a second time and folded him once more and rolled. Now his body was folded to only a fourth of it's original length, except for the cock that stuck out on one side. But the powerful roller made him almost as thin each time.
She folded him twice more, each time adding more clue to make it permanent. Baxter could no longer even remotely be recognized as a human, except for his dick which just looked like a dildo at this point. In fact, what little remained of the rest of Baxter's body was folded and shaped into a base for the dildo to stand.
Sherri then sprayed it a final chemical and the cock turned completely black, looking like nothing but a large, black, quality, rubber dildo. However, at the slightest touch or even a breeze the dildo would quiver and vibrate with desperation to be used.
Satisfied with her work, Sherri picked it up and carried it over to the sex shop next door, which she owned. She placed the impressive dildo in the shop window, prominently on display and put a hefty price tag on it. Baxter was a dildo anyone would want to use. She gave it a loving stroke and giggled as it quivered needfully. She imagined she could almost here the boy it had once been screaming and begging to be used. Not that he could get orgasms anymore, but it was instinct by this point. Baxter was probably no longer capable of coherent thought. Just simple, overwhelming experience.