"Good work, Superman, you apprehended this foul villain," laughed the caretaker.
Ben had his arms pinned behind him while he kicked and struggled.
"That vial contained concentrated magic wax. If it had all spilled on the ground it would have been lost, but some of it is part of you, and I'll be able to change you completely into magic wax. Now let's see," said the caretaker rubbing his calloused hands together, as he leaned close to Ben.
"What have you done to Andy, and what are you going to do to me?"
"Andy is now my obedient servant and wax Superman. Mitchel is the boy wonder. You will end up in a vial like the one you spilled, and if there are any more of you pesky kids around, they'll end up as additions to the wax works upstairs."
"You can't do this!"
"Not without help," the caretaker said closing his eyes and concentrating, "Awake my wax minions. Come to me you are needed."
Mitchel was the first to arrive walking like a robot. The caretaker dropped to his knees and began modeling the boy wonder's bulge into a cock and balls again. He glared at Ben, "You're making me work my fingers to the bone. I have to give these waxmen cocks and balls so they can transform you, and then I have to remold them back the way they were." He frowned. A line of wax men was forming behind the wax Robin. The caretaker advanced to the next one.
When a dozen of the wax figures had erect cocks sticking out of their bodies, the caretaker paused. He had Superman shackle Ben to a ring on the basement floor, and then he remolded Andy a cock. The wax figures with erect genitalia surrounded Ben. Andy went first jacking off and spraying white hot wax on to Ben.
"These wax men are going to have loads of fun at your expense, Ben," the caretaker explained as he returned to the line of wax figures and began to remold more cocks.
Ben looked down and saw that where Andy-Superman's wax seed had hit him more of his body had turned to wax. Mitchel stepped up next and shot his load of hot wax on to Ben's ear and cheek.
Zack had been looking for his brahs, when the wax figures had come to life and started moving. He did his best Scooby Doo Gang act, and joined the procession of robotic figures in their robotic procession down into the basement. Even now he waited in the line about ten back from the figure of Count Dracula that the wax master was reshaping to have genitalia. He licked his lips as he tried to figure out what was going on. There were too many wax men to just rush in.