"Those jock idiots didn't listen." Brad muttered to himself. It took a lot of persuasion before the coach lent Brad a key to the locker room so Brad could check on Chad. "fleshing Chad out is not going to be instantaneous. I may have purposefully slowed the statufication process down but Chad needs to start turning flesh while they carry him into the stadium or he won't be completely flesh in time for the game."
Brad stubbed his toe and that made him so mad he kicked what he had stubbed his toe on. Then he realized he had just kicked a concrete slab in the laundry room. He was in the wrong room. He turned around to find his way through the maze of strange sports rooms. Finally, he found Chad laid in an ice bath.
Chad had been painted in the school colors: coral and navy. He'd also been decorated with lipstick, a feather boa, a curly wig and lacy panties. The guys must have had one helluva party.
"I told them that Chad is aware of everything. They sure had fun at his expense."
Brad lifted Chad out of the bath and began cleaning him off. Although Chad was heavy, even Brad could lift him. "Yea, Chad isn't made of marble. He's just made to look like he's made of marble. Doing a bronze look won't be that difficult, just more expensive."
The school colors didn't wash away as easily as the lipstick and other goo. After Brad finished cleaning Chad up, he pulled out his device and started fleshing Chad out. Then he waited. It seemed weird waiting next to a naked statue. Brad finally gave in to the desire to feel the statues smoothness.
"Mmm" Chad moaned as his lips began to part.
"Sorry"
"Don't worry about it. I've already had a lot more intimate touches than that. Brad, you were supposed to protect me. You didn't do a very good job."
"What do you mean? You're a solid statue. Are you injured?"
"I don't think I'm injured but your friend Randy fucked me."
"I wondered about that but wasn't sure if someone had actually fucked you or just fucked near you. Do you want to sue him?"
"I've thought about it but it get's complicated. If I sued Randy, I'd have to sue Devlin, Kyle, Sam and a few others. Then I would come off as looking like a slut and my case would probably be thrown out. Then someone would accuse me of a hate crime for making up such a bogus lawsuit. Also, I have no idea how my status as a statue might play into the proceedings. I don't think the legal option is my best option."
"What do you want to do? You can't just let them get away with it."
"I don't know what I can do. Besides, it wasn't all bad. You were right that statufication made me immune to pain. All I felt was pleasure. Even when they paddled me, I barely felt anything. I could tell they were paddling me but there was no pain."
"What about the ice bath?"
"That was freezing. I'd love it if you'd warm me up but even that didn't hurt."
"I should get you out of here."
"No don't. We're in the middle of homecoming and I still have to be the centerpiece in the parade float. I appreciate you checking up on me but I think it's best if you leave me as a statue and don't let anyone know we talked. Then I have more time to think about how I want to respond to the abuse."
"Can I at least clean you up?"
"Sure"
Brad tried harder but the paint would not come off. "There's a thermometer sticking out of your penis."
"Yes, I know. I can feel it."
Brad stroked Chad's dick. "You can feel that?"
"Yes, that feels good. But I can't orgasm so please stop."
Brad stopped and set Chad to become a statue again. Just before he left, he looked at the gap in Chad's ass and wondered what would it would be like to fuck that. What had Randy, Devlin, Kyle, and Sam experienced?