As the drug took effect Dean could feel his body stiffen making it harder and harder for him to even try to
move his arms
What's going on!
The man loosened the straps on Deans legs and started to pose them.
Just getting you ready.
Dean couldn't move his legs. You paralyzed me! How long is this going to last?
Oh boy this isn't temporary! You are going into my sculpture garden. I have a David and and Adonis and all
sorts of other sculptures. You are going to be a centerpiece for my pool.
The man loosened Dean's arms and bent one under him propping him up in a lounging pose. One arm under and the
other facing toward his face.
Looking good.
Dean could feel himself stiffen even more.
Ok now one more thing. The Man put 5 drops of a liquid in Dean's mouth and the final changes began to take
effect. Dean could feel his hips widen. His legs thicken. His arms thicken. And his chest flesh out. He wasn't
sure but he thought that his face rounded out. And his belly surged out hiding his cock in an apron of fat.
What did you do he asked the last words he was able to utter.
I needed a god of avarice and decadence and gluttony and you are it. You are my Bacchus. A wench swung out and
was attached to some hooks under Dean. He was lifted to a cart and wheeled out of the room into a hall lined
with mirrors. This was when Dean could finally see the thing he had become. We are going to need to drill you
to put in the fountain fixtures but you wont be able to resist.
Dean was wheeled into another room with all sorts of tools where a long drill bit attached to an industrial
drill was brought nearer and nearer to Dean's ass by a big burly worker.
Dean was rolled over onto his side and the drill was placed in his now ample ass crack and a pressure was
applied. Dean felt like he was screaming but nothing was coming out until finally the drill hit a void known
as his stomach. Dean remembered that tube that had been shoved down his throat before the final changes occurred and realized this he was going to be spurting water all day long.
A fixture was cemented to his ass and he was returned to the cart and brought to the pool. When he got there
he saw a pedestal in the middle of the pool where a crane lifted him and placed him gently in the center. A
plumber attached the fitting in his ass to a tube in the pedestal and soon he was spouting water. His free
hand was dangling a set of stone grapes and the water ran down his chest and over his stone belly and to the
sides and down his crotch.
Looks good to me son. Just the right fixture for decadence parties.
Enjoy.
Dean slept from time to time in his stone body, not that he needed to but when the parties were happening he
was well aware of what was going on.