My toilet squirmed ad even the tiniest hint of pee in its mouth made its girdick expand into the spikes inside the cage. I made It it so any attempt to speak would send a jolt right in its dick, conjured a mirror in front of the toilet and left. Jack Hardy was waiting impatiently already.
I summoned Jack into the room my statue lived its personal hell at. Jack couldn't move a muscle.
I made him squat, and stretch his arms out, almost like a zombie, and to hold that position.
I got to work on him, making him into a gorgeous babe. However, I made him bald, for hair would only get in the way. Other than that he was a walking wet dream.
"You have no idea what's happening do you" I sneered "that makes it all the more fun"
The body changes made an already uncomfortable position worse, especially when a pair of fuck me heels appeared on Jack's feet. The only reason he didn't tumble just then was the fact he simply wasn't allowed to.
Just then, Jack's eyes went wide. An unwelcome sensation was stirring in his ânus and clítoris. He was being penetrated by the roughest dildos, and raw! Suddenly his body weight was allowed to react to gravity, shoving the dildos inside him even further. Jack realised with horror that his plugs were supporting him! It was like he was pretending to be the kinkiest t chair on earth... No it couldn't be, this was just too weird for any of it to be true...
Try as he might, he couldn't struggle, it was like he was stuck in suspended animation. Suddenly pain shot through Jack's wrists. Stainless steel bars were coming out of him! Not only that but they went right through his thighs! It felt like the bars were an extension of his bone structure, making sure his hands stayed stretched out and his legs bent. Smaller metal bars skewered each of his fingers, ensuring that they were locked in place and stretched out. It was suck a weird feeling, having a foreign object attached to your body. Just then, Jack's heels disappeared. As uncomfortable ad they were, Jack wished they'd come back because they were supporting his feet.now he was forced to stay on tiptoes of his own accord, which made him instinctively shift his weight onto his ass. The dildos were a quick reminder of his predicament, and he started crying in pain.
"wow that's annoying so no more sounds will ever come our of your mouth and no more crying " I snapped, trying hard to contain my arousal at this asshole's fate.
As his voice disappeared, so did Jack's vision. Suddenly he felt constricted all over by rubber. He panicked because the pressure was suck that his air was compressed out of him. However, he realised that very short and steady breaths allowed him just enough air to stay conscious. "I didn't want be mean and condemn you to an eternity of asphyxiation, but I also don't want people freaking out at a moving chair, so I'm afraid this is the best I can so. Oh and before I forget..." An incredibly snug collar enveloped jack's neck, once again throwing his controlled breaths off. "OK, I'm releasing you from your stasis, so I hope your body is ready. Jack's position wasn't allowed to change an inch, but his entire weight came crashing down on him. Before he had time to get used to it, I sat on his lap, my head resting comfortably of his ample breasts. "Oh, your latex skin is connected to your nervous system, so it now is effective your skin. I gotta say, though, silver really suits you and this room. Hmm let me test this." Suddenly, Jack's entire body seemed to vibrate, adding a soothing feeling on my back and butt. "hmm I think you'll make a great office chair" I said, slowly drifting off, my hands clutching the ends of the chair's arms. Jack was getting aroused by the sudden vibrations, but would soon realise he'd never have an orgasm again.