Conner watched as the statue started to change. It's legs rippled and he watched as the clay pants on the statue shift and changed into pair legs. He felt a draft and Conner looked down from the corner of his eyes to see his pants were gone and he was standing in his brieves. He groaned, trying to move. He barely felt his fingers twitch as he stared at the statue. It rippled again and Conner found his statue nude. He looked down and groaned when he saw that his brieves were gone and his cock and balls hung between his legs. To his horror, his cock started to change. It was shrinking!
"No. No no no no!" Conner screamed in his head as his cock shrank from it's large, hefty 10 inch meat to a measly, little 2 incher. He balls shrank, hugging him. They were the size of golf balls. He looked at the statue and watched helplessly as it changed more. The abs on the statue faded and he looked down at his own flat stomach. The hairs on his chest disappeared and he felt nothing under his pits. Even his pupic hair started to disappear. Besides the hair on his head, Conner was as smooth as the day he was born.
"Help! Someone help!" he screamed in his head. He tried to vocalize his pleas, but only a groan came out. He whimpered pathetically as his body kept changing. His muscles shrank. Years of exersice gone as they deflated. He resembled a weak 17 year old nerd. His hair changed from bright red to shaggy brown. And then the room started to get bigger. He stood there as the room got bigger and bigger. no, the room wasn't changing. He saw the statue grow larger as he was strinking! Within two minutes, Conner was not ten inch tall while the statue stood 5'6". The same height he had been.
The statue started to change color. It gained a fleshy tone, then tanned skin. It started to gain muscles, six pack abs, thick biceps, a manly squared jaw, a handsome face, and powerful legs. Thick pecs graced the statue's chest and a nice ten inch cock hung between his legs and his large walnut balls.
At once, Conner and the statue gained movement.
"What happened to me?" Conner asked himself as he stared at his shrunken body. He then looked up at the statue, who was now a giant compared to him. The statue looked down and smirked at him.
"Don't like being small? Well you'll just have to live with it." the giant clay golem reached down and picked up Conner. Conner tried to escape, but was caught.
"No! Let me go! What are you going to do to me?"
"Nothing important." the golem picked up the spray bottle and sprayed the oil all over Conner, rubbing the boy with his own hands and grinning as Conner became helpless. Then the golem picked up some clay, wet it with his mouth, and started covering Conner with it. Conner fought, but was soon covered in thick clay. His clay prison prevented him from moving. He wobbled in the clay casting, his voice muffled.
"You just sit here and dry while I go collected your friends."
He said as he placed Conner on the table. Conner wiggled, but he could feel his own body stiffen up and become immobilized as the wet clay started to dry. The golem stared, licking his lips and fondling himself, enjoying the process of Conner's transformation into a helpless figurine. Now for the next step.