You have trying to find the mysterious box online, but you only end up in fanfic sites, or other fantasy non-sense. You figure out that you better take a pic and post it to see if someone can recognize it. You leave your desk only to find five naked men have made their way into your room.
"AHHHH! WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT DO YOU WANT?" You said alarmed taking into the visage of this men, they were muscular, hairy, bearded with their dongs sitting squarely between their legs, you see all of them looking at you in the eyes as you desperately try to find a weapon to defend yourself, finding only your lamp on hand. As you climbed on your bed holding the lamp, you start noticing the men approaching you, but they seem to be getting shorter, their factions softening, if you weren't on such a rush you would have say they were regressing. "STAY BACK!" you yelled and the men stopped their advance.
They just stand there looking at you, and you see clearly this men, but you could have swore they looked older before, you keep swing the lamp at them, but they don't move. "I'm Jake Robinson, I'm 16, this is my house, please don't hurt me." you read somewhere that you should present yourself to an attacker to identify you as a person, and that that sometimes helped. On this occasion though it did something more. The five men knelled before you and one of them spoke.
"Greetings, master Jake."
"What?" You say confused.
"We greet you master Jake, your will is our command." say the one apparently speaking for everyone, they got up and strangely Jake couldn't deny what he had suspected, the five people in front of him looked to be his own age.
The first one was a red head with a buckteeth, green eyes and freckles on his shoulders, he was slim but built and had a seven inches flaccid pecker hanging beneath his orange bush.
The second was a slim surfer type, with bronze skin and long straight jet black hair, a 4.5 inch penis but healthy egg sized testicles, he greeted you with a smile.
The third one was a bit more bulky, a regular jock, with short platinum blonde hair and a tan, but not a hint of pubic hair, making his testes and penis look bigger.
The fourth was a black youth with caramel skin and shaved head, he was slim without any body hair and the smallest in size and junk of the five, in contrast the fifth was a muscular ebony jock with a 7 inch dick.
"My command? What is it going on?" you asked.
"May I?" said the smaller one.
"Please..."
"We are your servants, we belonged to your honorable grandfather before his passing. Before that he made us back into the figurines from which he turns us in the hope that his descendant would sustain us after his depart."
"Wait... you are my grandfather slaves? But how..." you are still confused.
"He created us, but without him to sustain us we would have perished with him, he gave us to you in hopes that you'll become our master and sustain us from now on." explained the blond boy.
"He was a mighty magician, and we were his creations."
"He created a bunch of teenagers?" you still trying to come grips to the idea.
"No, we were men, but we took this form, for that's the form of our master." explained the red head.
"This has to be a joke, you broke into my house and you are playing a prank on me." you say convinced. "I'll call the police on you five."
"Ten, the other are downstairs."
"Oh my..."