Peter woke up with a pounding headache. The last thing he remembered was being attacked by a caramel slime Dean.His blue eyes blinked and the blond looked around. He saw that he was in a light colored room. It was a simple room with four walls, a hanging light bulb on the ceiling and a wooden door to his left. Blinking, Peter tried to sit up. That was when he noticed somethings were off. First off, he was laying on a cold metal table. The second thing was his head was propped on a pillow, giving him a good few of his exposed body. And the third thing was that he couldn't move anything below his neck. He was paralyzed and naked on a table!
Then Dean walked in. Peter's mutanted friend was carrying a large bucket and a paint brush. THe golden caramel man walked over to the naked youth. Putting the bucket and paint brush down, Dean started examining Peter. Peter was surprised that Dean's hands were smooth and soft rather than sticky and wet. Dean ran his hands across Peter's abs and held the other boy's pecs for firmness. He even reached underneath Peter to feel his ass, giving it a firm squeeze. and then he ran his caramel hands around Peter's cock and balls, squeezing them and messaging the dick until it was semi-hard. As Dean was doing his physical examination, Peter moaned, tossing from side to side. Well, he attempted to. His body was barely moving.
"I've always wanted you like this," Dean said to Peter. "Laying naked, completely at my mercy. don't fight me Pete, just go with it. You won't be able to fight anyways. I've paralyzed you from the neck down so I can easily change you as you watch."
With that, Dean bent down and dipped the paint brush into the bucket. However, instead of it being paint, Peter saw that melted chocolate was dripping fro mthe brush. Dean slathered the chocolate onto Peter's stomach. It was cold, yet oddly warm at the same time. Dean started burshing across Peter's stomach and chest, getting the gooey, warm chocolate all over. Peter noticed that everywhere the chocolate touched, his body would would respond with stimulation. He moaned softly. The warm sensation would spread and then it would slowly calm down. Looking down at himself, Peter saw that the chocolate was hardening. It became a soft, yet stiff shell over his stomach and chest, heightening his muscles.
Dean dipped the bursh again and continued painting all over Peter's body. After an hour or body painting and stimualting chocolaty sensation, Peter was covered from the neck down in a chocolate shell. Not even his cock was left untouched. Dean ran his finger on the member and Peter watched as it responded, hardening into a 7 inch, rock hard chocolate shaft.
"Now for the fun part. Think this is stimulating? Wait until you start changing." Dean laughed before bring the brush down on Peter's face.