“Y-you can’t treat me like this!” Jeff shouted at the last moment. “I’m not your personal plaything!”
Mr. Walters rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to say something when the machine beeped and whirred to life.
“Object Selected!” The machine beeped cheerily, “Mr. Walter’s Plaything.”
“What the hell does that even mean?” Jeff asked.
“Mold default set to:…” The machine continued. “..Dildo! Have a nice molding!”
Jeff screamed in terror as the machine hummed and whirred, something inside warming up.
“Oh my, Jeff!” Mr. Walters laughed. “I didn’t realize you liked me so much! I could always use another dildo. After all, the last student who said that is finally starting to wear out. I needed a new one.”
Mr. Walters walked over to the door and closed it.
Jeff heard the door lock. His heart pounded in terror as he heard the humming noise within the machine begin to build, the barrel of what looked like a laser attached to a robotic arm on the machine swiveling and pointing at his head.
“Normally, I’d leave.” Mr. Walters said, turning around. “But I think I’m more interested in the new gift I’m getting.”
Jeff struggled in the restraints. They were only Velcro, but they were surprisingly tight and difficult to escape from. He tugged and tugged, hearing the machine above him powering up. Across the room was a sink with a metal paper towel dispenser. He could see the machine’s LED display in the reflection and saw it counting down.
59…58…57…
“You aren’t going to be able to escape, you know.” Mr. Walters said idly, watching the boy struggle.
“You’re a goddamn monster!” Jeff shouted.
He cursed and tugged harder. Jeff shot a quick glance at the countdown, noticing the humming grow louder. 49…48…47...He yanked and yanked and heard something give. The Velcro strap felt much looser now. Jeff checked and noticed the plastic ‘eye’ the Velcro had been threaded to had deformed, the plastic stretching. He clenched his teeth and pulled his arm. With a snap, the Velcro cuff came loose.
As he reached over to undo the strap to the other arm, Mr. Walters grabbed him and forced his arm back into place. Jeff struggled, but his strength was no match for the larger adult. Mr. Walters wound duct tape around Jeff’s wrist and stepped back.
14…13…12…
Jeff stared up at the humming barrel of the laser and sobbed.
“There there, you’ll love it up my ass!” Mr. Walters said cheerfully.
“Fuck you!” Jeff spat.
“That’s the idea.” Mr. Walters grinned.
3..2…1…
A soft, warm red light hit him, engulfing his whole body. Jeff’s clothes lifted and rippled before slowly flaking away, a layer of fabric at a time. Soon, Jeff was completely naked. He wanted to cover himself, hide his nude form from Mr. Walter’s hungry gaze, but his arms were tied to the chair.
The beam grew more concentrated, centering on his chest.
Jeff looked down and gasped as his nipples sank away into his body and his bellybutton filled up. His treasure trail flaked away, and then the real changes started. Jeff watched as his skin darkened, first to tan, then brown, then a dull black color. The warmth filled him then, going deeper than the skin, and Jeff moaned as his body began to barrel out, spine popping and shifting, ribs distending.
“Mr…Walters…” Jeff wheezed as a strange feeling of stiffness and fullness pervaded his form, breathing growing difficult. “Please…stop this!”
The sound of a belt being unbuckled caught Jeff’s attention. He turned his head and saw his teacher staring at him creepily, hand on his fully erect dick. Mr. Walters smiled and winked at Jeff, then began to stroke himself.
Before Jeff could process the idea of his principal jerking himself to Jeff’s transformation, the beam moved downward. It hit his penis and Jeff felt a sudden surge of pleasure. His cock grew achingly hard, slapping against his strangely rounded torso. He writhed in ecstasy as the warmth grew and grew, then the waves gentle pressed against his dick.
Jeff whimpered, watching his cock slowly sink back into his body, inch by pleasurable inch. Tears tickled down his face as his dick was reduced to a nub, and then in another gentle wave of pressure, a hole, and then even that was smoothed away, though the pleasure remained. The feeling of aching hardness spread throughout his form. Jeff moaned as his balls quickly followed suit, squeezed gently away, leaving no trace of his genitals left.
The beam moved down to his legs. They swelled and darkened, the skin shifting into that same dull black material. The warmth that filled him made him question if they were fake or real. It almost felt like something was sloshing within them. They grew and grew, forming a proper base for his form.
At this point, he was essentially a giant dildo with the arms and head of a teenager.
Clearly, the machine was planning to correct that, as it moved up his body. The Velcro strap undid itself and the duct tape unraveled. Jeff tried to reach up, turn off the laser, but his arms were firmly but gently pushed back to his sides. Jeff whimpered as he watched them merge into his rounded torso, smoothing away just like his cock and balls.
Up the beam went. Jeff heard Mr. Walter’s fist moving faster and faster on his cock. Then the beam engulfed his head. Jeff moaned, his chin forced up, as the material his body was made of spread up his throat. Waves of warmth puffed his head, making it swell into a mushroom shape.
He wanted to say something, but the more his face swelled, the less his could move it. His lips smoothed over, his nose growing indistinct, and then his eyes, too sunk into the tip of the faux cock and disappeared. Though he was properly shaped, the beam lingered. Jeff felt the same aching hardness that he could feel throughout his body spread to his head.
Jeff found himself slowly growing eager. He wanted to be used, needed it. A dildo like him only had one purpose, right? Jeff tried to shake off the strange, pervasive thoughts, but the gentle, warm waves were insistent. He belonged in an asshole, the waves insisted. Jeff wanted to protest that, but he was so warm, so achingly hard, that he accepted it as true.
The beam faded away.
All that was left was a giant, three-foot tall dildo. He sat in the chair, feeling horny but unable to move. To Jeff, it was the ultimate torture. It felt like having a raging boner and not being able to stroke it, but the boner was his whole body in this case.
“You sure are a mighty fine…well, you’re mighty fine.” Mr. Walters said to Jeff. The giant dildo didn’t speak-couldn’t speak. “Sorry if I have to speak so vaguely. The…thing above you is still active and using any object names triggers it. I have to be careful and watch what I say.”
Jeff was still there, or at least his mind was. He couldn’t ‘see’ or ‘hear’, but he still had a sense of his surroundings. Jeff wasn’t sure how that was possible-perhaps he wasn’t completely finished?
As if on cue, the red light bathed Jeff in warmth again.
Jeff started feeling dizzy, vertigo jarring his thoughts as his strange, medical-grade silicone body shrunk downwards. He ‘saw’ Mr. Walters growing bigger, the overweight principal grinning down at him, his pants down, average-sized cock erect and dripping precum as he stroked it. Jeff felt revulsion, but the gentle, warm waves filling his form pushed them away, shaped them into eager anticipation and arousal at finally fulfilling his function.
“You’re going to fit perfectly.” Mr. Walters chuckled, walking over to Jeff as the red light faded and positioned himself over the dildo.
Mr. Walter’s words echoed through Jeff’s addled brain as he stared up into the warm, beckoning hole of his principal. It looked…so nice…warm and inviting…the pucker was lubed, the hair around the hole slicked with it. Panic welled up inside Jeff for a brief moment as his principal’s ass came down and engulfed his head.
Jeff felt the warmth of Mr. Walter’s ass, the slick lubed hair, and then the pucker. He heard the man groan as he pressed against his ring, then the muscle gave and his head popped inside. All he could sense was darkness and the tight, cramped space around him. His principal slowly lowered himself some more, and Jeff found himself gently pressing deeper and deeper inside of him.
He could feel the flesh walls surrounding his body constrict and loosen, the contractions pushing him ever deeper. The lube helped him glide in, the feeling of the walls made parts of his mind moan in ecstasy. Jeff tried to fight the pleasurable feelings but his new body was so oddly sensitive that all he could do was enjoy the ride.
Lube squelched, easing his passage as more and more of his body was consumed by Mr. Walters’ hungry hole. It soft, warm and moist in his inner passages, and Jeff found his thoughts just as slick and slippery as he was. He could hear Mr. Walter’s moaning, his former principal growing louder and louder, the further into him Jeff went. Gently, Mr. Walters finished lowering himself, ass coming to rest on Jeff’s balls.
Then Mr. Walters raised himself off Jeff, up and up until only his head remained. Then he sat back down, letting himself slide back with force. Jeff’s mind scrambled as the man’s ass thudded against his balls. Mr. Walters’ ground against the dildo, shifting from left to right, his inner walls clenching and undulating around Jeff. The dildo was lost in a pure bliss.
“Oh!” Mr. Walters moaned, eyes closed, lost to the feelings emanating from his asshole. “Oh god, Jeff! You’re fucking perfect.”
“Person selected-Jeff.” The machine said cheerily. “Enjoy your Molding!”
Mr. Walters was so caught up in pleasure that he never heard the machine’s words. He kept bouncing up and down on that perfectly-shaped fake cock. The pleasure in his hole was suddenly accompanied by a full-bodied warmth, gentle tingles that made his cock even harder.
His receded hairline grew back in, the color returning to it-and then shifted from blonde to dark brown. Mr. Walters’ facial hair fell off, leaving only a fine peachfuzz. His fat began to fade, leaving behind a slightly muscular form. Wrinkles, crow’s feet, worry lines, all softened and faded as the years left him. Soon, he was 17 again, though he never noticed. It was all warm and right and he was so close to cumming.
Then he began to shrink and suddenly everything felt all wrong. The dildo in his ass was growing, straining painfully against his tightening ring. He no longer had years of experience and stretching to loosen it. Mr. Walters gasped in pain as he bounced again.
“Anomaly detected. Correcting.” The machines voice rang cheerfully.
A warm red light enveloped his groin. Mr. Walters paused, leaning back and enjoying the pleasurable tingles and gentle waves as they soothed his aching rear and played with his turgid cock. The light went deeper and deeper until he felt it in his hole. It tickled, causing his asshole to clench and spasm, though not as painfully as before.
Jeff had been lost to the pleasure, all but let his mind go, content with being an object, serving a purpose. But then the walls had constricted. Slowly at first, but soon the passage had grown so tight he couldn’t move. He could feel the ring that had been clenching around him begin to spasm in pain. Slowly, human thoughts came back to him.
He could hear groans of pain from outside. What had happened? Why was it so tight all of a sudden? And then he thought he heard the voice of the machine. Warmth started to infuse the flesh around him. Then warmth and tingles engulfed him like the Mr. Walters’ lovely anus had.
Jeff felt the waves stretch him out, going deeper and deeper, and then, abruptly, the waves forced him back.
As he wondered what had happened, the waves increased in frequency. Expand, contract, expand, contract. Jeff glided up and down, in and out, it was so disorienting that he could only let himself feel the pleasure of the movement. He was stretched again by the waves and retracted back. It was pure bliss for….the dildo’s thoughts paused, warmth filling his mind, making it tingle….for it. It knew it had lost something, but that wasn’t important.
Mr. Walters moaned, the dildo having shrunk to proper training dildo size, and held the fake cock by the balls, gently easing it in and pulling it back. Oh, it was so good! His young body was enveloped in that soft warm red glow again and he didn’t care. All that mattered was the lovely feelings in his hole. He wondered why he’d never tried a dildo before.
That thought bothered him. He’d had sex, right? But the warm tingles told Jeff that he was a virgin. His hole clenched and spasmed around the fake dick as he thought that, and he moaned. Thirty years of memories were slowly evaporated, yet the young man didn’t care. The dildo glided across his prostate once again and he moaned. He was so close!
The dildo was having trouble remembering things, now. That warmth hadn’t left, not completely, and even now, little tingles would interrupt any thoughts he had and gently ease them away. Around him, the walls of his moist prison clenched and rippled against him so pleasurably. The dildo wanted to stay here forever. But another voice railed against the idea, that it wasn’t just some plaything! But then warmth filled it again, telling him that he wasn’t a plaything, he was a dildo, and the protest began to quiet.
It felt the hole contract and squeeze him tightly.
Jeff thrust the dildo deep inside of him and felt his asshole clench as his long-awaited orgasm arrived. He cried out in ecstasy as he ejaculated, ribbons of cum splattering on the ground. Briefly, he thought he was the Principal, but then the warmth soothed the thought away and he lost it in the throes of pure bliss. He came again and again, the dildo coaxing more fluid out of him that the old sock he had at home did.
He lay his head against the chair and panted. That had been the most mind-blowing orgasm he’d ever had! What had happened? He’d been in the room with Mr. Walters. The fatass principal had told him he was gonna mold him into a citizen or something. But he was still here, and with an amazing dildo in his ass.
Then his eyes fell on the clock.
Shit! He was gonna miss the bus!
Jeff sat up, moaning as the training dildo bumped his prostate, sending a dribble of precum onto the floor. He nearly slipped and looked down. A huge puddle of cum was beneath him. Jeff stepped around it, searching for his clothes.
“Holy shit!” Jeff said, glancing back at the puddle. “Looks like someone left a pile of cum here.”
“Object selected,” The machine chirped cheerfully. “Pile of cum!”
“What?” Jeff stared at the machine as it hummed. “That’s not even an occupation for Christ’s sakes!”
The beam fired, smacking Jeff in the head.
Jeff felt warmth and tingles, tiny and pleasurable, erupt inside his head. He panicked, terror welling up inside him, a cold fear that not even the pleasant warmth of the beam could quell. Jeff could feel his head grow lighter, warmth trickling down his face like sweat. He brought his hand up to block the beam, but paused, feeling the warmth wipe away his fears.
The beam was nice and warm and he felt so nice and warm too. It was…hard…to think…though. It felt like his mind was gently splitting apart. His head wobbled and he felt oddly sloshy and pleasant, more little tingles zipping through his mind. Like a bunch of little things were bumping around, warm flashes of pleasure bursting in his brain like fireworks.
Jeff lowered his hand, staring into the light.The dildo bumped his prostate and he moaned, drool leaking from the corner of his mouth, the saliva turning white and dribbling to the floor. His cock rose to attention, throbbing, in spite of the fact that he’d just cum a few seconds ago.
As though following his thoughts, the red beam moved down to his crotch. The skin along the way grew moist and translucent where the light passed. Then it centered on his crotch. Jeff moaned happily at the powerful, pleasurable feelings the light was giving him and bucked his hips into the coaxing waves of tingling warmth.
He gasped as he felt himself cum hard. Load after load splattered all over the floor, the waves coaxing him to empty his balls completely. With each shot of cum, less and less of his cock remained, and then there was nothing, his balls falling off and splattering across the floor as more cum.
The beam moved up towards his chest. Jeff lifted his hand, trying to feel the warmth, lost in bliss. It turned translucent and slowly melted away, dripping onto the floor. The rest of his body was quickly following suit, skin growing translucent and moist before dribbling to the floor, joining the ever-expanding puddle beneath the young man.
He moaned, loving every second of it. The walls rose up around him, as his view began to drop slowly towards the floor. Shifting targets, the beam aimed at his legs. He wobbled, head bobbling around, mind awash with strange little movements and whorls and lost his balance as his legs gave way.
Jeff fell face first to the ground, head bursting open like a balloon, thoughts scattering and splattering into a billion squirming pieces. What was left of his body slowly dissolved into more cum under the waves of pleasant light.
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The dildo had gone from darkness to a blinding flash of light, and then, with a thick plop, he hit the floor. It lay there motionless in a spreading puddle of cum. All it wanted was to be back inside of an ass and it was upset that it wasn’t in one right now. The dildo knew that the person it had been in had orgasmed. The squeeze and contractions had been good! Was it a bad plaything? It couldn’t move, so it just lay there in the cooling cum and yearned for a new hole.
When the janitor came in and washed the floor, he saw the dildo, scratched his ass, then picked it up out of the puddle. A good wash and the dildo would be good as new. It was a little small for him, but eh, it would do well enough. Better than his finger.
The janitor cleaned the floor and walked off, carrying a very happy dildo in his pocket.