The Experiment - Part 3 - 10 (Patreon)

The crackling and the light faded, and I lowered my hand from where'd I'd raised it to shield my eyes. The statue that was Kevin was perfect. My hand drifted down to my cock, and I started stroking off as I looked him over.

I'd set the device to turn him into a smooth granite, grey stone polished as smooth as glass, which caused the shapes and curves of his muscular naked body to gleam as though his statue was coated with a clear lacquer. He'd frozen instantly in place, his eyes now wide open permanently, his baby blues glazed into smooth blank orbs staring fixedly upward and forward. His face was a stony mask of handsome features distended with the force of his orgasm. His short spiky hair was now a short carpet of mineralized spikes, and his neat goatee had become sculpted stone tufts chiseled around his open mouth. His big shoulders and broad chest muscles were perfectly preserved, as were the tight ligaments in his upraised forearms and hands. That tight ass and the long strong shapes of his powerful legs were frozen in sculpted perfection. He kneeled there perfectly still with his stone knees fused to the flat granite slab that the plywood square had become. I was turned on by the contrast between the groaning and orgasming man that had kneeled there just a few moments before, and the silent motionless stone sculpture that had taken its place. I knew Kevin was alive and aware, but his petrified body was as still and lifeless as an ancient Greek marble.