"There we go," the care taker said as he took Sam's cock off the taller hunter's groin. Sam was still reeling from the drug that had been injected into him. It made him see stars, the world around him becoming fuzzy and unfocused. His body was numb and tingled. In place of Sam's cock was a smooth round bulge, as if someone had simply taken skin tight spandex and placed it over the man's groin. However, Sam still felt as if he had his cock. He moaned as the caretaker fondled his limp penis.
"What did you d-do-ooh," Sam moaned as the caretaker rubbed the dip of his cock. "What do you want?"
"A special formula. My secret. But as for what I want? Coving someone in wax and making it stick isn't easy you know. So by using alchemy, I can create magic wax by combing human semen was wax. It'll not only stick to the human skin, but it will turn flesh into wax as well, all while keep my victim alive."
"So you're the one," Sam groaned. "All the missing people. They're all a part of your museum."
"And I can turn them on whenever I want. I can make my statues come alive. However, that's not important at the moment. What is important is how to collect the sperm. That's where you and your brother come in handy."
The caretaker placed Sam's cock on a medical tray before walking to Dean and pouring special solvent on Dean's sealed mouth, Dean coughed and choked as the caretaker pulled Dean's cock out. Slimy pre-cum and saliva dripping from Dean's member.
"Oh god...Finally...Three hours...too much." Dean groaned.
"Dean, hang in there," Sam told his brother.
"Easier said than done Sammy. Easier said than done. Never thought I'd never want a blow job for the rest of my life."
"Unfortunately, you won't be getting off that easily." the caretaker said as he patted Dean's stomach. Dean groaned in pain. He left hollow, yet full. "The drug I've injected you both with also has a special side affected. It's slowing turning you both into living canisters, storing semen inside your bodies. I'll milk the both of you for all you're worth and store any new cum inside you until I need it."
"That's impossible!" Dean shouted.
"Oh really? Lets see shall we? But first..."
The caretaker pulled Dean off the table. Dean tried to fight off the caretaker, but his body felt numb and he hung limply on the caretaker, who carried Dean like he was nothing.
"What the hell did you do to my body?" Dean demanded to know.
"Weren't you listening before? My alchemy is turning you into living canisters. Already your body has stopped moving, a sign that you're becoming metal on the inside." the caretaker laughed. Dean struggled, or attempted to. The only part of him that could move was his neck and head. Every other part of his body was stiff and unyielding to his commands. The caretaker took Dean to an odd contraption with a tub with a metal shoot sticking out of it and a metal pole in front of the tub.
"And now it's time to empty you out." the caretaker laughed. He hooked Dean up to the contraption and despite his attempts, Dean was utterly trapped and helpless. The caretaker then connected Dean to the shoot and to Dean's utter horror, grabbed and pulled open his groin area, cum sliding out of Dean and into the tub like milk.
"What the hell? This can't be real!" Dean shouted in horror. He could see that he was indeed metal on the inside and his body was starting to stiffen more and more. Looking past his waist, he could see his toes were turning to metal. "I'm turning to metal too?"
"Oh, you won't be entirely metal. You can't suck on anyone cock with a metal head." The caretaker laughed. He then turned to Sam, who weakly struggled. "It's your turn to suck some cock. But let's have some fun shall we?"
The caretaker took Dean's limp cock and held it over Sam.
"no, No don't! Do-ough!"
The caretaker sealed Sam's cock with wax to keep Sam from spitting Dean's cock out. The caretaker smiled when he heard Dean groaning in frustration.
"Not again!" Dean groaned as he felt Sam's tongue massage his cock. "You're not enough doing it right Sammy!"
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Meanwhile, Adam was sitting around bore, waiting for Sam and Dean to come pick him up.
"They better not have left me behind again like at the diner last week." he pouted innocently and completely oblivious to what was going on.