Ben was molded into a chair. He was made to look like he was sitting relaxed in a chair, but he was anything but relaxed. Ben was freaking out. He struggled wildly as best he could. Nothing below his Jaw would move. His effortless struggle made him look like he was shaking his head more than struggling. He looked at the machine that would be his prison.
The chair had a vibrator sticking upward, right were one would place their ass when sitting in it. He wasn't sure if it would do anything to his wax converted, but he didn't want to find out. A barrel was situated to the right of the chair, with a hose sticking out of it. The hose had a weird rubber suction cup-like head and Ben knew that was what was going to get him off from now on. He looked down at his member, the only other part of him that was still flesh. It was much larger than before and twitched with excitement. Ben knew he wasn't excited about this. He was going to be milked like a cow to make magic wax that would turn innocent people into wax statues!
The caretaker walked up to him and caressed his face.
"Please...Please let me go." Ben begged.
"Unlikely. I thought all boys wanted to get off. This way, you'll never have to go a day without doing so. And with your body made of wax, you'll be young forever. Imagine, an eternity of pleasure."
"That thing doesn't look like it's going to pleasure me!" Ben shouted back. "It's suppose to suck me dry!"
"Which will never happen." He picked Ben up and carried him to the chair, carefully placing him onto the vibrator chair. Ben was amazed it slid into his wax ass and even more surprised he could actually feel it as if he was flesh. Then the caretaker hocked up the suction cup to his penis, getting it up halfway down his shaft. It felt moist and soft. And then everything turned on.