The bullies stared in shock and horror at each other for a moment. Then one of them began cursing.
"God, what the fuck did you do to us?!" he shouted as he tried to move his bulky new body threateningly toward Ty. But Ty and Kent only laughed as struggled to lurch around, his enormous muscled thighs rubbing against each other with every move, making his cock get slightly but visibly harder.
"Look at us! We look like fucking fags!" he went on, shouting, though Ty made it so no one else on the beach even noticed. "You probably get off on this shit, you fucking freaks, making normal guys your sex toys."
"Now now," said Ty. "The more you fight it, the more it will take you over. Don't worry, I worked it out so pretty soon you'll like living your gay muscleboy life.
The bully, too angry to speak, tried to raise his now almost-inflexible arms to strike at Ty, but instead became distracted as they rubbed against his hard, round pecs and protruding nipples. "Ohhh," he moaned with pleasure, as his companions looked on with a mixture of horror and terrified lust. As the bully began stroking his nipples, the others watched as his enormous cock sprang free of his confining Speedo, quickly rising to tower in front of him.
The bully shuddered as he saw his cock harden. It was as thick as a metal pole now, and easily reached up to brush against his chin. "Go on," said Ty, chuckling, as he watched the bully struggle to ignore his huge member. Finally he gave in, bending his neck to take in the tip of his cock. His dick head was the almost the size of a ripe apple now, but he still managed to fit most of it in, as he began sliding his tongue desperately all over and around its throbbing surface.
"Oh God," whispered the other jocks, fearing for their fate but still highly aroused. Seeing their reactions, Ty mischievously decided to give them something more to think about. As their friend continued to vigorously suck himself, they saw his lower body start to turn pale and gray. "What the-" one of them shouted, but their bully friend was too concerned with pleasuring himself to notice as his legs turned slowly to marble.
With every moment, he looked more and more like some massive classical statue, rippling muscles set in stone. Finally the transformation rose through his torso to his neck, and finally to his head, freezing him mid-fellatio.
"What...what did you do to him!" one of the bullies whispered in awe.
Ty laughed. "Oh, don't worry, I'll change him back...eventually. For now he's frozen in his orgasm, totally aware of the world." He paused. "You don't want to join him, do you?"
"No, no!" the bullies shouted in unison. "We'll do whatever you say!"
"Hm," thought Ty. "Well, I won't make you immobile, but you still need to learn your lesson. Oh, I've got it!" He snapped his fingers, and the bullies looked at each other fearfully, wondering what was in store for them. They immediately began to notice that their skins looked suddenly slick. They soon realized that they were becoming covered in posing oil, their muscles gleaming. Despite their best efforts they couldnt help but be turned on by seeing each other glisten, and they too felt their cocks harden and rise from their Speedos. However, unlike their friend, they found themselves unwillingly drawn to each other by Ty's wish, and soon gripped each other in the firm embrace of their huge musclebound arms. Helpless, they began to grind against each other, each bully's cock rubbing against the others huge and oily chest, until both came in a huge minute-long spurt that covered both in torrents of sticky cum.
Free of Ty's wish, the bullies backed away from each other, ashamed but still deeply turned on. Kent watched with amusement. "Haha, good one Ty! That'll teach 'em."
"It sure will." replied Ty. "Now if you two little, heh, lovebirds are done, it's time for us to head back to the beach house for lunch." Suddenly the bullies found themselves cleaned up, and felt their cocks slip back into their Speedos. Then the bands of their Speedos, already stretched to the limit, began hardening into smooth metal rings circling their waists. Similar rings formed around their wrists, and out of nowhere there appeared a huge rickshaw around them. "Climb in, Kent," said Ty, and the two pals clambered into the carriage. "Any time you're ready, slaves," Ty said, "don't worry, it's only four miles." Suddenly the bullies saw chains extend from their waist rings to the carriage, and felt their wrists shackled to the handle of the rickshaw. Their free arms were shackled together in the middle, and as they started to pull the rickshaw forward, their massive shoulders and lats jostled against each other, constantly remininding them of their recent sexual encounter. They continued lumbering forth, their cocks twitching and leaking precum into their bathing suits, and wondered when Ty would set them free of their nightmare.