He turned to leave, but stopped. He looked down. He realized he was still wearing his pajamas! They aren't organic!
Shrugging his shoulders, he went back over to the Inanimation Machine. He first removed his flip-flops. Then his green socks. He removed his pajama shirt, revealing his soft, smooth, boyish chest. Then off came his pants, then his underwear. He was standing there, naked as a jay bird.
"Would I want to be a NAKED statue?" he thought. "I guess it's the only way to find out if this machine works or not."
And so, he stepped back up to the booth. He set it all back up again. Worried that it might actually work; that he might actually turn hinself into a stone statue, he started getting hard all over again.
Hitting Enter, the ten second timer started back counting down a second time. Harry climbed into the booth, faced forward with a big grin on his cute little face like he was about to get his photo taken, his arms casually hanging at his sides, and his little 12 year old penis pointing straight out.
"FLASH!" And it was done! Where there was once a cute 12 year old boy standing, was now nothing more than a stone statue of the very same boy! Every feature expertly carved in stone. Every wisp of hair, and every visible vein. Even his irises were lifelike. Or would be, if they had not been turn to the dull grey color of stone.
This was it! This was Harry's experience! He couldn't move a muscle! Couldn't blink an eye! All he could do was stand there, staring straight ahead with a stupid, goofy smile stuck on his face!