Garden of jade statues (part 1)
He was sitting in the garden, just relaxing in that wonderful, calm place. A smile appeared in his face, then he started to laugth… soft at the beginning, but soon it was like he’s remembering a good joke.
“You know guys… statues… I just can’t believe I could do it. Look at yourselves… 4 men at the best of their youth… tricked to become just human-shaped decoration in a beautiful garden…”
He then walked towars the bearded statue in the meditation pose, and put his hand on its bearded cheek.
“You were the first… it was so easy that you gave me courage to try it again and again… I just kept complaining about how empty the pedestals were… because the artist had not finished his statues at the date he promised… you said you wanted to make me smile, and decided to pose for me as if you were a statue at that pedestal… but soon your face froze in the relaxing gesture you were trying so hard to put up for me… I could see the panic in your eyes when you realized you couldn’t move your limbs… but soon panic was replaced by pleasure as the jade from the pedestal had started to turn your body in the same material. When you were done, you were a great jade statue in a great pose… but dressed… I was not surprised at all when, after cutting your clothes to pieces, I noticed you had a huge hard-on… I knew you had enjoyed the transformation, but I didn’t know that you did that much.“
Then he walked towards another statue, this one sporting a goatee.
He then smiled tenderly.
“You were a hard choice… you were like a brother for me, always looking up to me, following my steps, never questioning me. It was so easy. You always had a thing for statues, even if you never said anything about it, I could see how did you look at all statues, male and female… I knew that you had to be one someday… I even decided to give it a try and ask you if you were willing to be a statue in this garden if it was possible. I didn’t even have to ask, you sat yourself and replied ‘yes, but just for a while, I bet it’s boring’. Well… now you are a statue… for a while… you should have been more precise about how long ’a while’ is…
He poked twice at the jade, hard cock. "But I could see you were REALLY hard just by the idea of turning into a statue… there was a huge bulge in your pants before the transformation started and your mind was filled by an eternal orgasm… so I know I did the right choice, and that you would thank me if your bliss-blinded mind could form the though anymore.”
Once again, he walked to a different pedestal in the garden, this one occupied by a statue with curly hair. A friend, who everyone nicknamed ‘Pup’ because of his cheerful and pleasing personality.
“Yours might be the most curious case of the 4 of you, pup. You triggered the transformation by yourself… but that’s how your personality is… was… right? Always wanting to please others… to make us happy, choosing our happyness over yours… when I suggested it would be great to have another statue there, you hurried to pose for me… and when I suggested that I would LOVE you to be a statue, you replied that you would if you can… just to make me happy. I asked again and your answer was the same… I keep asking and you keep replying the same… like you were in a loop… in a trance.. but with each answer the jade from the pedestal was spreading more and more on your body… powered only by your force of will… I wonder if you keep replying to my eternal question in your mind, in an eternal loop of pleasing and pleassure.
Lastly, he walked towards the last youngest-looking statue in the garden.
“the youngest and most recent of my statues… but not the last, I am sure. Some time ago I would be ashamed of trick you like I did, because, of all the statues here, you are the only one that didn’t seem into statues at all… but after all the previous transformations.. who am I kidding, I am not ashamed at all, hahahaha. But I knew you’d enjoy being a statue… it’s part of the magic… to make you love your new self, feeling a perpetual orgasm, eternal, living forever in jade… even if destroyed, your mind would survive in your pieces… who wouldn’t want that? so I took the decision off of your hands. I tricked you, knocked you out… and you awoke tied , gagged and sitting in the pedestal… the transformation started, and soon your fear turned to bliss. I stopped the magic just at that point, so I could move your limbs and pose you accordingly… then the transformation continued… and just a moment before your face froze, I swear I could see a ‘thank you’ gaze in your eyes…
“Soon, this garden will be full of statues like you… all traped in a perpetual bliss of the hugest orgasms they ever had… you’ll survive us all… hell, you’ll survive humanity… you’ll have to wait for the world’s end to stop feeling this good… shit, now I am jealous… maybe when I get old, I’ll join you… and enjoy an eternity of pleassure with you all.”
