The vaguely human male shaped mass of metal moved toward Rod. It looked like some abstract metal sculpture of a man with lots of straight lines denting the metal shape, like someone had only half finished hammering out the sculpture of Chad. It opened its mouth as it moved toward Rod. It spoke only two word, over and over again. It's voice was hollow like someone shouting into an empty metal oil barrel.
It said, "Need more. Need more. Need more."
"Chad?" Rod asked uncertainly.
The metal monstrosity nodded, and repeated, "Need more."
Rod was terrified, but also weirdly turned on. Chad was a cum bucket, and Rod's cum broke the spell or was breaking the spell. Chad needed more cum. Rod licked his lips, and started jerking off.
The metal man was on top of Rod now, but instead of grabbing him. It dropped to its knees with a loud creaking, not unlike a car being crushed in a junkyard. Rod stepped forward placing his cock inside the metalman's mouth. Hot cum exploded into it. Rod stepped back as the sharp angles dented out, and it became a shiny metal statue that looked identical to Chad, but was still metal.
Chad stood, and looked down at himself, and frowned.
"Rod?" Chad asked in his hollow metal voice, "I think I need more of your cum?"
"Just let me recover. But Chad what happened to you? Were you that cum bucket? How is that possible? Am I hallucinating?"
"I wish we both were hallucinating. I think I love you. I think that's why I'm becoming human. True Love's kiss. You know like Beauty and the Beast?"
"Am I the beast?"
"Ha, ha," Chad replied. His hollow metallic laugh was creepy. He continued, "No, Beautiful Rod. It was Josh, he turned me into a cum bucket. I have no idea how. Black magic? Nanobots? Who knows?"
"Josh the wimpy towel boy turned you into that cum bucket?"