Mark thought what he wanted to do with Aidan for a while. “Maybe I should combine his love for art with something other.” He had an sadistic streak in himself and also wanted to torture Aidan with his plan.
Mark started grinning when finally he had decided what to do. “Aidan, do you have any gloves in your flat?”
Aidan, not knowing what Mark wanted, answered truthful: “No. For my art classes I didn´t need any, and the ones I wore last winter ripped, so I threw them out.”
“Then I need to improvise with something other. Meanwhile you can strip naked, Aidan.”
Aidan looked shocked at Mark while his body started to strip on his own. It took only a couple of seconds before his socks, jeans and boxers joined the discarded shirt on the floor.
Mark went over to Aidans bedroom closet to look for socks. They would need to fill the part of the gloves and something other after all. After having taken some pairs he went back, only to laugh about the embarrassed Aidan and his earlier mishap.
“That is an interesting point, but I think your dick could be a bit bigger and it should be nearly fully erect for what I have planned for you.”
Aidan looked a mix between shock and gratitude at Mark while he felt his dick growing. He feared a little about the warning from the chronivac, but he couldn´t do anything now. But what exactly had Mark planned?
Before he could ask Mark took one of the socks he had brought from the closet and put it over the now bigger cock. “You can put your jeans back on over that sock and fasten it with your belt above. Then you can put this socks on your feet again.” He said while throwing two pairs to him. “After that you put your shirt back on and put the second pair of socks on your hands.”
Aidan looked at mark wondering what he planned while his body worked alone to get the clothes on again. It was uncomfortable for his cock to put the jeans over it and he moaned a bit from the feeling, but Mark ignored it. He just waited for Aidan to finish.
When finally the socks were on his hands, Mark continued with his plan. “All socks you are wearing at the moment will shrink down to be formfitting to what is below them. And they will change form to encase each of your toes and fingers separately.”
Aidan looked down at his hands to see the socks look more like gloves after they had shrunk down. He moaned in pleasure when the sock on his cock encased it tight while still asking himself what exactly was Marks plan with all this. He didn´t know about Marks sadistic streak, so he had no idea what would follow.
Seeing that comment had worked Mark continued again: “You will put your shoes back on now. Then you will take your discarded boxers and put in on top of your head like a cap, ass-side to the front.”
That let Aidan finally protesting to Mark while his body worked alone: “Mark, that's disgusting. Why do you do this? Until now it was funny.” He stopped when the boxers slipped over his head, just stopping around his nose, blinding him also.
But Mark had already taken to the last missing clothing. He balled up Aidans formerly discarded worn socks and shoved them in his mouth the moment he opened it again to protest further. Aidan gagged at them, but Mark simply said: “You don´t spit them out”, stopping Aidan from doing so.