Mark had an idea, as cruel as it would be for Aidan. His sadistic streak was in full control of his decision for Aidanīs fate, and he would have fun watching it. As he looked at Aidan with a cruel grin, he already pictured what was to happen.
Aidan didnīt like the grin on Markīs face, it clearly meant nothing good for him. Whatever it was, he wouldnīt like it one bit.
Mark decided to start with something simple: Aidan, strip naked. Then he laughed at Aidanīs red face.
Aidan could do nothing as he removed first his jeans, next his socks, and finally his underwear, all falling on top of his already dropped shirt on the ground. He was colored like a tomato, embarrassed by the whole situation.
Mark laughed even more as he saw Aidanīs small cock and balls. I didnīt think someone your age could be that small down there, Aidan. But that wonīt do. You will get golf-ball sized balls, and your cock should be at least triple in size, if not a bit more.
Aidan let out a sigh in relieve when his gear grew bigger again. He couldnīt explain to Mark why it had been this small, as he was still silenced, but at least he felt more like a man again, not like a child.
Mark grinned when Aidanīs cock and balls had become their new size. There, that will work better. You see, Aidan, I thought it could be interesting to put a curse on you. From now on, your cum is connected to your brain. Whenever you shot cum out, it will result in something in your brain leaving you, be it memories, emotions, knowledge or something else. But it will be completely random. It will just be lost to you.
Aidan looked horrified at Mark. With a curse like that, he would either need to live without ever releasing cum again, making him stay single in turn, or lose something every time he did need to release. That was cruel. He could already feel a pull in his head down towards his balls, as if something was already leaving his mind.
Mark again grinned wide at Aidanīs horror. Oh, Iīm not finished, Aidan. You see, you will be able to regain whatever you shot out by drinking the cum you shot out. But you must drink everything of it for that effect. But to make it harder for you, you will drink your cum reluctantly, if any, because you find the taste disgusting as hell.
Aidanīs horror had only grown by that. He had never tasted his own cum before, but with what Mark had ordered, he wouldnīt like itīs taste. But he would need to drink it, to regain whatever he lost before. And he would need to make sure to collect any last drop of it, or it wouldnīt help him. He was nearly crying at how cruel Mark was to him right now.
Seeing Aidan was short to shed tears, Mark laughed, before adding the final nail to Aidanīs fate. Letīs add a final thing or two. You will be natural horny and needy to release your cum, at least once a day. And if you ever drink cum from another person, it will give you something from said person, even if they hadnīt lost anything before.
Now Aidan started crying. That was too much. He could already feel his balls churning, begging him to release their contents. He was torn between his need to masturbate his cum out, fulfilling his release, and his need to keep his mind together as it was.
Mark grinned evilly at Aidan, enjoying the torn look between horror and need. But Mark let Aidan wait in his frozen and silent state for another couple of minutes, before saying: Okay Aidan, you are able to move and speak again, but canīt use the chronivac anymore. And you canīt harm yourself or me.
Aidan regained movement, only to drop forward, grabbing at his cock and pumping it, feeling like he would burst any second right now. Moaning like crazy, Aidan couldnīt clear his head enough to stop himself from shooting a first load out seconds later. And with it, the first contents of his mind, which was