Damon knew his two step brothers had always taken drugs and always getting stoned.
He wanted to try it, as well, but knew taking drugs was bad. He looks at genie and got an idea.
"Genie for my first wish. I wish I can get stoned." Genie claps her hands and grant's Damon wish.
"It is done master." Genie then went back into her lamp. Damon stood there and nothing happen yet.
That was when he felt a cold numbness and tingling starting in his feet. "Whoa, is this how it feels to get high? I didn't think it started in your feet?". He looked down at his feet and saw they were losing their color and turning almost greyish. "What?! Am I tripping?!". The color kept spreading and he lost all feeling in his feet. "What's going on?", Damon asked a bit concerned. He tried to move towards the Genie but he found he was anchored into the spot by his two feet! He couldn't move them! "What the fuck?". His feet felt like two bowling balls, they were so heavy! He also found he couldn't move his toes or anything. They felt frozen! He grunted and tried with all his might to move. He manage to drag one foot a couple inches across the floor. It made a loud scraping sound, and he didn't feel a thing. What covered Damon was it sounded like stone scraping along against the floor. He was scared now, and he saw the grey was spreading up his legs now!
"What the fuck is going on?!" He screamed in panic at the genie. "Master, you said you wanted to be 'stoned', so you are turning into stone".
Damon felt his blood turn to ice. He was turning into stone? Oh my god, no! "Genie, please make it stop!". "I'm sorry master I can't stop it, this was your wish. Choose your words more wisely next time. Well, you won't have a next time since you are destined to be stone forever. Oh well. I can make it so we can see your changes more clearly, though.".
With a wave of her hand, Damon's clothes disappeared and he was left standing there naked. By now the grey was spreading up his thighs. Everything from the knees down was completely stone. The "carving" looked exquisitely realistic. Even Damon's thick leg hairs were visible in the stone. It was very detailed. By now, his legs were so stiff and heavy he was totally rooted in place. He strained as hard as he could, grunting, but he just couldn't move or bend his legs. He would never move them again. The feeling was gone, replaced by a dead numb sensation.
"Your going to be stuck in whatever position you end up in forever, so make sure to think long and hard about what you want to look like as a statue" the genie said with a mischievous grin. "BUT I DONT WANT TO BE A STATUE!", Damon yelled, on the verge of panic. "Well, that's too bad. Maybe you should have thought your wishes through a bit more, huh? How about this, if your going to be stuck as a statue, let's make this interesting!".
As the said that, she shot some form of energy from her finger tips and it hit Damon's cock. Damon grunted and closed his eyes as and intense warmth and pleasure spread around his groin. Damon was hard within seconds. His erection was pounding and dripping pre cum. He felt unbelievably horny, and the cum in his balls felt like lava, he had to cum! It was the horniest he had ever been and his cock felt the hardest he had ever been.
"Uhhhnn... What did you do?", Damon begged, as he closed his eyes to fight the horniness. "I gave you a bit of a sex drive boost. Wouldn't it be fun to be an erotic statue instead of a boring old regular statue? Hence, that throbbing erection of yours!".
Damon whimpered as he gripped his length and started to jack off furiously. He had to cum, he was so horny and pent up it felt like agony. The genie just laughed; "Sorry, part of the magic is that you cannot cum. I can't have you orgasming too soon, that would mean you would be a soft dicked statue. We need that dick of yours at full mast by the time it turns to stone. It won't be long now!" She said. The grey color was almost up to his groin.
She was right. As hard as he pounded his meat, he couldn't cum. He was so frustrated and his balls hurt so bad he wanted to scream and cry. He wanted to scream and cry about this whole situation! This was horrible! His last moments as a living being human were going to be in desperate sexual agony! All the while, his skin was slowly turning to inanimate stone forever, the grey tinge climbing ever higher and higher up his thighs...