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Chronivac Version 4.0

Gnome Way

added by Gay Chaste 3 years ago I S

When Jeff woke, he felt groggy. Opening his eyes, he realized he was on his back in his bed, but when he tried to sit up, he felt himself restrained. Looking down, he realized that he was tied at the chest, waist, legs, and arms to his bed. Moreover, he was still completely naked.
“Do you think that is harsh enough?”
Jeff heard a voice and turned. His mother and father were huddled around his computer, the Chronivac still running. He remembered the disgust on his father’s face while he was uncontrollably cumming and pissing into a sock. When Jeff passed out, he expected to wake to consequences, but he didn’t expect to wake to these circumstances.
“What’s going on,” Jeff asked, wearily trying to get his parents’ attention.
“He’s awake,” his dad said, looking Jeff’s direction.
“I’m aware,” his mom said, continuing to play around with the Chronivac.
Jeff’s Dad went back to messing with the computer, albeit more quietly.
As the two looked at the computer, Jeff felt a pit form in his stomach. Not only was he restrained and vulnerable on his bed, his parents were clearly planning something for him.
“Listen,” Jeff said. “I can explain.”
“Oh, no need, sweetie,” his mom replied. “I read up on your little computer game here. I looked at your settings and pretty much got the full story. Was it fun being a statue of a boy who wanted to…well…relieve himself, but couldn’t?”
Jeff laid in silence. “Mom, I’m sorry, but this is really embarrassing.”
“Oh, you’re going to understand embarrassing after this is over,” his mom said. “I’m disappointed in you. You had a very dangerous program and you decided to use it in a self-gratifying way that could have harmed you terribly. What if we hadn’t come back or the mirror hadn’t been moved? You might still be a horny, desperate statue and we’d have been none the wiser.”
“I understand, guys,” Jeff said. “But don’t you think it’s a little extreme to tie your son up, naked, to his own bed.”
His mom turned to Jeff and stared at his vulnerable state. She then turned to her husband and told him to untie Jeff.
Once Jeff’s dad had untied him, Jeff stood in the middle of the room with his hands over his crotch.
“Now,” Jeff’s mom said. “I’d like to outline your punishment now so you understand exactly what is going to happen. Since you thought being a statue was such a good idea, I think we should let you have some time to experience that, but this time, under adult supervision.”
Jeff’s heart skipped a beat. He’d had enough time as a statue! And now his mom had her finger on the button to consign him to more? What was going on?
“Mom, please don’t,” Jeff said. “I’ve learned my lesson. I don’t want to be a statue again.”
“I’ve quite made up my mind, Jeff,” his mother continued. “You might as well listen. If it makes you feel any better, you won’t be a true statue, in the classical sense. To be honest with you, I found the fact that you’d want to be naked and exposed and clearly horny kind of perverted at first. But hey, you are a teenage boy, so perhaps this is just you experimenting with your sexuality. But then I remembered how much I’ve been wanting some garden decorations to put out.”
Jeff shook his head in disbelief. “You’re going to make me a garden statue?”
His dad spoke up, “Not quite. You’re going to be a cute little garden gnome.”
“Perfect, I think,” his mom continued. “I don’t think I’m the kind of person would could stand having a full sized nude of her son in the front yard. But a foot tall chubby bearded man in a pointy red hat? Much more my taste.
“But that’s not all. I realize that just making you a gnome wouldn’t be embarrassing enough for you. But if I made the gnome naked, and maybe if I gave the gnome a big schlong that’s standing erect right in front of him, that would be closer. But then I remembered that you made yourself horny and desperate to pee for days and days. I am certainly going to make you horny, just as before, unable to release no matter what. But I also think that this is a wonderful time to experiment with a water feature for the yard. So…”
His mom had pressed ENTER on the computer. One second the Chronivac whizzed, and the next second, Jeff’s painted on eyes looked forward from one-foot of height.
Jeff saw his father crouch down to take photos of his new form. As he did so, Jeff felt a familiar feeling begin to flow through him. He was short, yes, but his cock stuck out obscenely long and angled upwards in front. It was stone rigid and was causing him to become hornier and hornier by the second. As before, he couldn’t move a single limb to grasp his member. At the same time, his felt his “bladder” fullness begin to rise.
“Oh, how quaint!” His mother squealed in glee. “I hope he doesn’t go too mad in this form. Does seem like ample punishment though, don’t you think?”
“It certainly is unique,” his dad said. “You certainly made his cock veiny, and…was it even that long before?”
“I’m not sure it matters now,” she responded. “I programmed him to be able to see out of those painted eyes. Show our son what he looks like now.”
His father held a camera in front of Jeff’s face. He saw pictures of a standard gnome: white skin, grey beard and mustache, and a pointy red hat. But several things were strikingly different. He was of course naked, but the cock that he could see pointing out in front of him was probably half his new height, shockingly out of proportion. He also had a large sack that almost rested on his tiny gnome feet. His dad scrolled through more photos, showing off his fatty backside and bulbous ceramic butt-cheeks.
As Jeff stared the photos on the phone, the feeling of horniness built, but also his desperation to pee. He felt himself screaming inside, not knowing what to expect, like he did last time. When he fucked himself over the first time, at least he had some sense of what needed to happen in order for him to be turned back. But now, he was at his mother’s will, caught in a twisted transformation in total desperation.
And just when he thought his feeling of “needing to pee” couldn’t get any higher, he saw a weak stream begin to flow from the tip of his erect cock.
“Aha,” his mom said. “I hoped it would work! His bladder now feels perpetually full, like he programmed it last time, but now, pee will actually be able to escape. I made it so that it’s water though. He’ll just be watering my petunias all day.”
His mom and dad chuckled as they watched their grotesquely transformed son pee in front of them.
“Oh, take him outside before he gets the carpet too wet,” his mom said.
With that, Jeff felt himself being picked up. His father held him in a way that would minimize the amount of liquid he’d be sprayed with. As they went down the stairs together, Jeff’s father seemed to absentmindedly attempt to stop the stream of water coming from his son’s dick by putting his finger over his urethra. It didn’t work so well, but like before, the stimulation made Jeff even hornier than his normal state.
Jeff’s mom watched as Jeff’s dad placed Jeff in the bushes towards the front of the lawn. All of the neighbors would be able to see him. Jeff watched as his parents stood together, admiring their new decoration, all the while his long, hard cock piddling out a stream of water on a flower in front of him.
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The next few days were spent in blissful agony, as before, but instead of the boredom of his bedroom, Jeff had a never-ending display of neighborhood shock before him. Night and day passed, and his mother spent every day out working the garden. Neighbors passed by, some stared, some shook their heads, some laughed, some cussed his mother out in disgust.
Most of the embarrassing things happened while his mother was away.
A neighborhood dog found his way to Jeff sniffed him up and down before finally lapping up a drink from the fountain his gnome cock was providing.
Several teenage girls passed by in a group and began taking photos of Jeff, discussing their intentions to post the pictures online.
One mean-spirited man kicked Jeff and knocked him over late at night. Jeff was worried he’d been broken, but the next morning, his mother came and picked him right back up without saying a thing. He assumed he’d survive.
All the while, Jeff not only was in frozen horniness and desperation, but he had no idea when his mother intended to turn him back.


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