He picked Ben up, stood him straight up and held the candle in front of his young living statue's eyes. Ben's face was aghast with horror as he stared at his own member with the flame licking the tip. He was so shocked he barely noticed that the Caretaker had started to smooth out the mess where his crotch had been with a heated knife.
He made short work of the area, erasing any sign of a bulge and started to smooth up the boy's four-pack. Ben winced as he looked on with morbid curiosity, he'd spent long hours in the gym to even get to stage of four-pack. Soon there was barely any sign of the abdominals, and then proceeded to his waxen sides, pushing at the waist with the hot palette knife and shifting the wax down into the thighs and up to his chest. He smooths down the thighs, Thinning the knees and tapering the calves and narrowing the ankles and feet. The excess wax from this procedure was cut off at the slender toes and smoothed onto the boy's glutes, increasing the boy's curves.
Ben's fearful eyes darted down then followed the heated knife up to his hands as they were narrowed down. His wrist followed suit, then his forearms and his hard earned biceps, and Ben ended up with the arms and shoulders of a female athlete.
The Caretaker worked the mound on his captive's chest, shaping them into two perfect slightly curved pyramidal mounds. He didn't shape them into bare cleavage since he wanted them to appear as if they were already covered with costume before the rubber paint.
The last thing to do was to thin his neck down, soften the jaw line and fill out the lips with his expert modelling skills.
"Well that's as much as I can do!" he sighed, "how about striking a nicer pose?"
As if on cue Ben's stance shifted, his shoulders slanted as his hands latched onto his full hips. Ben felt a huge wealth of embarrassment at posing like a girl with attitude but could do nothing but stay posed. He glared at the Caretaker in defiance.
The madman simply gave his new Batgirl a full view of his dismembered wax phallus. Miraculously it had barely diminished, as if the magic wax was a much more efficient fuel.