He didn't know when he had fallen asleep. It had just happened. The steam was so relaxing, he couldn't help it. He stirred awake, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Brown eyes stared ahead at the dark, rusty pipes. Wait a minute. he didn't remember any pipes in the sauna. That's when it hit him. He wasn't in the sauna anymore. Instead, Miguel found himself in a dark room with leaky pipes. He was on an examination table, his arms and feet tied to it. Looking around frantically, he saw a computer station not far from him. Worst yet, he was still naked.
"Hello! Someone help!"
his voice echoed through the room. No one came.
suddenly, he felt something cold land on his stomach. Looking up, he found a mechanical spider on his stomach. It slowly crawled up towards him. Panicked, he struggled, trying to pry off the cuffs that trapped him to the table. Cold, metal feet moved upward, poking his flesh gently as it come towards his face. It made it to his face and quickly, and quietly, plucked off his glasses. Now Miguel didn't have horrible eye sight. He could still see without them, but most things were blurry. he'd have to squint to see. The only time he didn't need to do that was when he was on the track running. Still, he didn't like being restricted and partially blind.
"Someone help!" he yelled.
He heard movement and looked around. He saw a dark, blurry figure by the computer. the figure walked over towards him with something in their hands. At first, Miguel was happy. He thought he was going to be rescued.
"Alright. Thanks man, I don't know how long I've been-Hey. Dude what are you doing? Get your hands off my junk!"
THe figure ignored him and took a hold of Miguel's stiff ten incher. The steam from the sauna had made the member grow hard and long. normally Miguel would be sporting a seven inch hard on when he was "excited", but thanks to the steam, he'd never be able to go limb. It was rock hard when he was aroused or not. The figure slipped Miguel's hard on into a plastic tube of sorts, with a wire-like hose attached to it. Squinting, Miguel realized it was a penis pump of sorts. He had seen one used when he found it on his sister's laptop one afternoon. He didn't like where this was going.
"Hey! Get that off me! What are those? Don't. Get them off me."
The figure ignored Miguel's protest to the cold sensors he placed on the teen's nipples and forehead. Miguel didn't know what was going on. he never expected to be put in this situation. It was like he was being experimented on.
"Begin extracting." a feminine voice said from the computer station.
He felt a vibrating sensation from his crotch. It was like his penis was getting pumped. The back and forth, up and down motion made him moan. He didn't know what they were planning on doing. The machine masturbated him, with his hard ready hard penis, it didn't take long for him to cum. He let out a strangled gasp as he fired his load. The machine hungrily ate it up and continued to suck. He went through 30 straight minutes of this. It was a none stop cock sucking, his body covered in sweat.
"Extraction completely." the feminine voice said.
"Good," a male voice said. "Begin transmutation."
Miguel felt a prick in his crotch and let out a gasp. What were they doing to him? Panting, he looked up to see a needle from within the tube stick itself into his member. It injected him with something. It was like a burning sensation. He shouted at the stop of his lungs. He felt his member get harder, if that was even possible. He watched as the tip started to change color, getting a shine.
"What are you doing to my junk?" he cried as he watched it slowly change into a metallic color. It quickly spread down his tip to the base of his cock and enveloped his scrotum. His dick was turning into metal!