Some of the guests stirred at the question, their eyes blearily widening. Kyle turned toward Blake, "Why don't you go upstairs and freshen up while I get everything decorated for the party."
Blake smiled and ran upstairs.
"Don't forget to wear the costume your dad picked out for you!" Kyle called as he went. Blake was eager to get to his party but Kyle was right, he needed to look the part of he was going to have any fun.
Kyle turned and whispered to Mr Smith. Then he faced the group again. "As we wait for the clock to run down, Mr. Smith is going to show you why his favorite balloon animal is a snake."
Kyle gestured to Mr Smith who's clown painted face broke into a comic smile. He grabbed his massive grease painted cock and began to work it as he honked his nose and smiled. After about 50 seconds, he came and instead of a load of sticky semen, the bound partiers were showered with a blast of confetti.
"Thank you Mr. Smith!" Kyle said with a carnival barker's excitement. "That signals one thing and one thing only folks, the minute has run out. So you get both! For your transformation, I can now change anything about you, past present or future at whim. For your date, you will always follow my commands."
Kyle looked around at his captive audience. "You're sitting patiently in your chairs. You are not bound you are feeling happy and alert."
The restraints vanished. The guys were all sitting there with calm smiles as they waited for Kyle to continue.
"Now, I want you to all give Mr. Smith a big hand for his performance earlier." Kyle gestured to the massive clown painted man next to him. "I also want you to remember what Mr. Smith was like before I changed him." As the sentence left his lips, the crowd of 10 guys all gasped.
A guy in the back shouted, "What the fuck!"
They remembered the former football star before he was a burly clown, before he was Blake's dad, before he was naked.
Kyle said, "What was that outburst,? Do we have a volunteer!? Step right up!"