Zack searched for the entrance to the basemen where Ben was being held. He kept the phone on, trying to hear what was happening to his little buddy. If these boys were a family, Zack was like the big. He made sure nothing bad happened to any of his other friend and as he listened to what was happening, he realized that Andy had fallen victim and was not acting of his own accord as the caretaker explained to Ben.
"It's too bad there wasn't enough. You would've made a cute statue to go with your friend Andy. And like all my statues, you'll do everything I tell you. Isn't that a wonderful life? To be obedient to someone else while you're completely aware of it? I bet it's a wonderful experience. Isn't that right Andy?"
Zack tried not to throw his phone to the ground as he listened to the madman's laughter. the caretaker then went on to say how he and turned a boy named Mitchel into a Robin statue and Zack quickened his pace. Now Mitchel was a statue slave. He had to hurry. He could hear Ben whimper on the other end of the phone.
"H-help..."
"Oh look, the drugs are wearing off. Doesn't matter. Can't move any below you're jaw can you." the caretaker taunted. "You'll make a nice exhibit piece. Once I've finished melting this lovely piece of you." he said after he polished the stiff rod that was Ben's new 12 inch cock. "My personal exhibit of course. As punishment for spilling my magic wax, you'll be my only source of 'vital' ingredient. I'm sure you'll love being 'milked' by me."
"N-no....Y-you can't..." Ben said halplessly. The caretaker ignored him and picked up a jar filled with clear jelly. He took and bit of jelly and rubbed it all over Ben's crotch. It burned like hell. Ben gringed at the searing pain. He was surprised he could feel anything with a wax body, but apparently he could. He groaned.
"H-hot..."
"I now. Normally, when injected, this jelly would turn you back to normal, but when rubbed on the surface, it only turns that part to flesh. It'll function just as normally." the caretaker then pulled a second needle and injected Ben's crotch with the red serum. The boy cried in pain. "Any still will make sure you never run dry."
Dust fell from the ceiling and the caretaker looked up.
"Zack," Ben moaned. "Help"he called out louder, trying to get his friend's attention from down in the basement. The drug was wearing off faster and Ben was starting to get his moter fuctions in his head again. "Help! Help!"
"Shut up!" the caretaker said, gagging Ben with his said. "Andy, go get this Zack and bring him to be converted."
Andy the Superman wordlessly walked out of the basement in search of Zack. The caretaker then turned to Ben and lifted him up and carried him to a special machine.