Rick had a good meal, it was over 3 hours later by the time he returned to the shop room. The door was locked. Dang, Snake must've gone home. Good thing the school locks are so easy to pick, he thought. With a minute, Rick heard the lock click. He turned the handle. Now what? Something was blocking the door. The window where Snake was working was open earlier, Rick remembered. He walked around the building, and could see the window was still ajar. He grabbed a trash barrel, and climbed on it, as through the window.
He announced his return to his new.mannequin in his best Jack Nicholson voice, "Here's Ricky! I'm back. Don't bother getting up on my account," then after he was inside he added, "Yo, Chad, ready for another coating? "
The only lights in the room came from the heat lamps on the other side of the room, and from the outside building lights. Rick banged into something. He used his.phone as a flashlight. Huh? Snake had left his skateboard. Maybe he was coming back? Rick moved the dry erase board to see Snake naked on the work bench riding Chad's cock.
"Snake?" Rick asked.
Snake moaned in reply, "Hlmpmuh".
" Huh? " Rick tapped Snake's shoulder. It was tacky. "Whoa! I'd been thinking about doing that, glad you went first, now I've got me another mannequin to sell. Dang, you are a lot better looking naked than I expected." Rick said admiring his new mannequin .
He washed off his hands and put on the apron, gloves and goggles. He lifted Snake easily off Chad's rock hard well lubed cock. The whole time, Snake was making muffled unintelligible groans and moans.
"Good you used so much lube, otherwise I'd have had to hacksaw you apart. I wonder if when I cut his cock and balls off, if Chad's solid will still turn users into mannequins? I know I'll let Bruno use it first. I'm sure I could sell him as a.mannequin, even if he's a little shorter." He lowered Snake on to the display pole that Chad had been impaled on earlier. Snake wobbled back and forth.
Rico sighed , "Guess, Chad's coc k is thicker than the mannequin stand pole? Oh, well, guess I'll have to use bondo to fill your hole, Snake. Now let's get you posed and sprayed. Then you'll be just like Chad here, silent!"
Snake screamed in a.muffled moan, "Nuh! Ruhk! Nuh!"
" Yes, mannequin boy, yes! " Rick replied. He patted Chad's dried thigh and said, "Chad, sorry you'll have to wait a while for your next coat. After I coat Snake,I'll try to get another pole to mount you on, and then I can spray you and your boyfriend together."
Chad could only think curses at Rick.
Rick grabbed a canister and started spraying Snake. He continued to coat Snake, as the muffled protests grew quieter. At last Snake was silent. Rick sprayed the last bit out of the empty aerosol can, then positioned the heat lamps around Snake.
"Snake, your clothing and backpack aren't my style, but if I leave them there will be questions. As for your skateboard, I can use that. In fact, I'm going to ride it home." He shoved Snake's clothes and boots into Snake's backpack, it wouldn't close completely. He slung it over his shoulder, grabbed the skateboard, moved the dry erase board to hide the mannequins, looked at the open window, then pulled the chair from under the door handle. He opened the door and shouted, "Nighty, night, boys. Sleep tight, " he snickered, "Tomorrow is your big day, you'll get your final coatings, and your manhoods cut off, get bondo filled bulges, and one last coating before I ship you off to your new modeling careers." He paused and said, "Enjoy your boners, I don't know if you will be able to feel them after they're detached." He listened for a moment . He smiled no moaning, just silence. The lock clicked as he shut the door behind him as he exited.