The Vacrac Sculptures

"You ready for this slave?"said a beefy, muscular man to a well naked well built youth lying on a sheet of near transparent rubber like substance stretched out on a frame.

"Yes Master,"said the naked youth whose name was Sam.

"Enjoy,"said the beefy man and placed the top sheet over him and sealed up the two sheets so that they formed a solid pocket around Sam inside, along with a frame of some kind. There was a vacuum cleaner connected to the pocket. The man turned it on and the machine roar to life.

The air began to drain out from the pocket, causing the rubber like material to wrap itself tightly around the youth inside. The youth was pretty well built and as the rubber was stretched over him, the formerly translucent substance became perfectly transparent, showing the naked youth enceased within. His cock seemed to grow larger, which was to be expected due to decreased air pressure within, and due to the external air pressure, was pressed hard against his abdomen. The sheet pressed down hard on the rest of the youth as well, moulding and comforming to his shape and form precisely so that every part of him could be seen.

The vacuum continued to increase and the sheeting that formed into folds on the youth's body began to merge together and flatten out till the sheet was uniformly smooth. The sheet was also special in a way such that when it came into contact with moisture, such as a human nostril or open mouth, it would become semi porus, allowing air to enter, so this specially designed vac rac had no need for a gas mask attachment, the entrapped victim looked as if it was coated in a fine layer of rubber and held firmly there.

"This tight enough for you slave, or do you want it to be tighter?"the man asked.

A muffled moan could be heard.

"I think I'll let it grow tigher, how about that?"said the man, who was known as Master Jack to a lot of people, as felt his cock get hard. It was always arousing to see a young naked man trapped in the specially designed vac rac, and he got even harder when he thought of what they were going to do to the young man who knew nothing about it.

He waited until the vacuum was of such a high tensity that the poor boy trapped inside could not even move and breathing became minimal due to air pressure. The sheet was perfectly molded to his muscular form, revealing to the on looker his beautiful, naked form, trapped immobile within the sheet and vacuum. He looked at the boy's face one last time, he wore an expression of pure enjoyment, evidentially enjoying his confinement and immobility inside the vacrac, the sheet had stretched across his face so his facial features could be seen clearly, there was a hollow where his mouth was open and the sheet was stretched across that space, the only way where he could breath, through the membrane over his mouth.

He decided that the vacuum had reached a high enough level and pressed a latch on the vacuum cleaner tube connecting to the vac rac, and a loud click and hiss was heard, this created an air tight seal about the enterance, preventing air from entering, mantaining the air pressure within the vac rac.

"Perfect,"said Master Jack to himself. "I have him right where I want him." He reached forward and caressed the youth's hard cock, and he could see, through the transparent film, that the youth was so hot that he was leaking precum into the vacrac film, not that it mattered, the film was porous to liquid and it would flow out onto the other side. He heard the youth give a muffled moan of pleasure when he touched the youth's raging hard on. "Now you just sit tight here slave,"said Master Jack. "I'll be back to let you out a little later if you're a good boy."

A muffled groan was the only reply that he heard, probably the only sound that Sam was capable of making now and he grinned to himself. Sam himself probably didn't want this 'punishment' to end for a while yet, at least an hour or two, which was the usual amount of time Sam spent in the vacrac but this time things were going to be a little different, Sam was not getting out of the vacrac in two hours, in fact, he was not getting out at all, not for a long time, Master Jack thought to himself as headed into the next room.

The next room was a large room, out fitted as a laboratory. There was a large hole in the floor, large enough for the frame to enter and it was bubbling with a thick, viscous fluid. Beside it, on the right, were two large rectangluar frames, made of metal, it was made of thick pieces of metal and on the whole was just a little smaller than the frame which the film had been stretched across. To the left of the hole was a platform, a work table of some sort, beside which stood a complicated machine with a small hose attached to it.

"Is our subject prepared?"a man asked. He was muscular, but less so, compared to Jack.

"He is,"responded Jack. "All ready for the big change."

"Great, then let's get started,"said the man. He drew out a syringe. "You know what to do,"he said, handing the syringe over to Jack.

"Course I do,"said Jack. He left the room and returned to the other room where Sam was still trapped in the vacrac. He smiled as he stuck the sharp needle into Sam through the vacrac, the needle was so fine that Sam felt nothing but sharp enough to puncture a hole. He slowly injected the contents into Sam and then withdrew, going back into the next room.

"Ten minutes, that's all its going to take,"said the man. "When he's immobile, we can proceed."

"Yes,"said Jack.

They waited ten minutes patiently, double checking their equipment. Ten minutes later, both men went into the next room where Sam lay.

"How're you feeling slave?"said Jack.

There was no respose.

"Its started its work,"said Jack.

"Then its time to start ours,"said the other man whose name was Simon.

Both men lifted the helpless youth into the next room, from their motions and their movements, which were precise and sure, this wasn't the first time they were doing this. Both men had ceased wondering what their subject felt as they put their subject through the procedure which turned them from living men into beautiful pieces of decoration, meant for display. They hadn't told Sam yet, and they wondered how he felt, if he was frightened at his sudden immobility or confused or was enjoying himself too much to really notice. His face was frozen in place, frozen in an expression of enjoyment and pleasure, due to the substance introduced into his blood stream by Jack, so they could no longer tell how he felt from his facial expression.

They lay him on the table to the left of the pit, Simon took the hose from the machine and brought it to Sam's open mouth.

"Relax Sam, this won't hurt a bit,"said Simon reassuringly as he lay the tube over Sam's mouth. The tip of the hose was coated with a substance which fused to the membrane layer on contact but could be easily detached. Otherwise, the seal was air tight

Meanwhile, Jack cleaned up the Sam's precum that had oozed through the membrane layer inside to the outside.

"I'm going to start filling him up now,"said Simon to Jack who had set down a few pieces of cloths around the area of Sam's crotch and dick.

"All right,"said Jack. "I'm ready here."

Simon pressed a button and the machine began to hum.

"Don't be afraid Sam,"said Jack tenderly to his former slave. "Just swallow the stuff, it won't hurt you, on the contrary, it will preserve you." He paused. "You see Sam, there are some pretty rich people in the world who are willing to pay a large sum of money for a young stud like you trapped like this. I haven't got anything against your personally, you just happen to be an ideal candidate for this. The substance you are swallowing now is a organic rubber, which will bond with your body, turning it into a similiar compound. You'll be very alive still, and very aware, but your body will be peudo inorganic, partially organic and partially not, and all your biological functions will be halted and you won't age, you'll remain as you are. The stuff will also fill you up so that your digestive system will be saturated with it. If you have the urge to piss, just relax and let it flow, the synthetic rubber is taking over your system you see, as I said, and filling you up."

Even as he spoke, piss began to flow from Sam's now permanently rigid cock through the rubber membrane and out into the open to be up out by the towels which Jack had placed.

"Just relax Sam, and don't struggle, there's nothing you can do,"said Jack. "As a consolation, I shall make sure your last few moments as a human are enjoyable ones,"he said, taking up a hand held vibrator and bringing to Sam's erect cock. He turned it on and touched it to Sam's cock head. Immediately, white fluid oozed through the membrane as well a yellow watery one, the yellow was his piss, the white, obviously, was cum. Sam was so aroused that he was orgasming the moment his cock was stimulated. Jack held the vibrator there, forcing Sam to keep cumming until he would ejaculate no more.

"He's almost full,"said Simon.

"After this, we'll be immersing you in a hot liquid to bond the membrane permanently to your skin and harden it,"Jack told Sam. You're never going to leave this vac rac. It isn't really a vac rac at all, merely a device which looks similiar to it. But I think you'll enjoy it in there a lot, that's why you came to me in the first place, wasn't it? Because you were interested in bondage and trying out a vac rac. Just think of it as a chance to be living in one permanently."

Meanwhile, Simon disconnected the tube to Sam's mouth for Sam's body had absorbed as much of the fluid as it could take. While Simon did this, Jack cleaned up the mess at Sam's crotch.

Jack pressed a button on the wall and the hooks on the ceiling began to move. They moved over Sam and the hooks started to descend. They hooked onto holes in the frame designed for this purpose and hoisted the entire frame, with Sam in it, upwards until he was suspended over the pit.

"How's the sealant coming along?"Jack asked Simon.

"Just give me a minute to fine tune the temperature,"said Simon as his fingers flew over a keyboard, watching readings from the pit. "Okay, you can dunk him now."

Jack pressed another button and the hooks began to decend slowly and Sam was slowly immersed, feet first, into the bubbling sealant. The sealant was quite hot, but Sam was now composed of partially inorganic substances and so would not be harmed by the high temperatures.

"How long is this going to take?"Jack asked.

"For our current subject, fifteen minutes,"said Simon as he looked at the readings. The sealant not only bonded the membrane to the subject, but the high temperature also altered the subject's biochemistry, forcing most of the bodies functions to slow down, if not shut down. His mind, though, would still be fully aware.

Both of them looked at the bubbling pool, and recalled how this project came about. Simon and Jack both worked at a research facility involving organic polymers, their research was to develop a solution when consumed, would transform a human's flesh into rubber with all mobility and mind in tact. They only suceeded with the mind, but not mobility. One of their assitants, a bright youngster, managed to develop a formula that might enable the mind and mobility to be preserved but did not inform either of them. Instead, he wrote a paper to his superiors, hoping to by pass Simon and Jack. Unfortunately, the paper ended up with Simon who told Jack and both of them confronted their subordinate about it.

In the enusing scuffle, the subordinate was knocked unconscious. Both Simon and Jack thought quickly and placed the unconscious young man in a sack made of a rubber membrance which they had been experiementing on, drew out all the air from the inside to wrap the rubber tightly around him, and then dunked him in the vat plastifying solution, transforming the youth into an immobile figure of peudo living rubber. They pulled him out and then both of them took off.

Jack had some contacts with men interested in rubber so he contacted one of them, and sold the rubber dummy of the plastiquized youngster to him. A few weeks later, they were contacted about the dummy, not as to who it was, but how they made it for apparently, someone was interested in purchasing a similar statue, at least, that was what they thought it was.

They didn't think much about it until their research grant was abrutly cut off since their research yielded nothing. Fortunately, they had some money stashed away. Simon remembered about the inquiry about the dummy and Jack contacted the person who made the inquiry, the offer was still open, if a similar statue could be produced, a large sum of money would be paid, no questions asked. The buyer, however, did have a few specifications to which Simon and Jack followed, he wanted the youth to be trapped in a vacuum rack, which consisted of a frame inside an air tight rubber sack out of which all the air was drawn out. In a way, he set the precedence for all their acquisitions in future for all their 'products' were displayed in a similar manner from then on.

Their reputation spread and soon, more people were asking for similiar statues. Both Simon and Jack couldn't deny that the sight of a youth spread out and held helpless in a transparent rubber membrane suspended above the floor was most arousing. Jack later launched a web site, naming himself as Master Jack and inviting young men who were interested in rubber sex to pay him a visit, saying that he was willing to meet new people and respect their limits, especially if they were new to the scene. The response was far better than he expected and they had a regular supply of young men. Jack would cultivate their acquaintance first, gain their trust and even let them try out a real vac rac which they had bought before letting them go into the display unit, the one that Sam had entered.

Jack and Simon spent the year accquiring young men for their products, and every year, at a different time and place they would hold and auction. Both of them were filthy rich by now, but neither of them wanted to stop, both of them were addicted to the illicit thrill of abducting an unsuspecting young man and the turning him into a beautiful display.

A beep on the console drew their attention back to the present. Jack went to the control panel and pressed a button while Simon turned down the temperature of the fluid. The fluid, surprisingly, clinged to itself and did not drip off the frame, the membrane, and Sam's body, had absorbed enough fluid without any of the fluid sticking or clinging on in any way.

The sealant had rendered the membrane completely transparent and all that could be seen was Sam's perfect body, suspended within the frame which originally supported the rubber membrane. Every muscle stood out thanks to the way he was arranged and the pressure the unseen layer of rubber had previously exerted on him. His face locked in an expression of enjoyment.

The hooks brought Sam to the two metal frames, setting the Sam's form just in between the two metal frames. Two frames slammed together, forming a frame around Sam's now rigid form. There was a whirling and clicking sound. When the metal frames opened again, Sam's form was now frammed in shiny new metal frame with much of the excess rubber cut away, so it looked like a young, muscular man was framed within a shiny metal frame, held in place by a nearly transparent layer of hardened rubber. The metal frame was special in the sense that it was quite wide and thick, so when viewed from the side, only the metal frame could be seen, Sam's body would be totally concealed. This enabled the exhibit to be hung up either way without the subject on display rubbing against the wall.

Another set of hooks dropped down, hooked onto the two holes in Sam's new frame and drew him out. The old frame, now useless, was left there until Simon and Jack would remove the solidified rubber membrane so that the frame within could be reused. They did this later, though, now, it was time to admire their handi work.

The hooks set Sam on the floor and Simon and Jack had a close look at their handi work. A muscular, handsome male form was frozen within the frame, as if supported by nothing, only a tell tale sheen betrayed the fact that he was, in fact, coated with a hardened layer of rubber. The male form was perfectly proportion, well muscled and his cock stood so very hard and erect, and pressed against his firm abs. The subject's eyes were half closed, his mouth opened, as if he was enjoying an orgasm, or at least, something else that he enjoyed very intensely. He reminded Simon and Jack of someone who was experiencing intense sexual release, either through jerking off or sex and was enjoying it throughly. Both Simn and Jack found themselves getting hard ons just be looking at Sam.

"You look really good Sam,"said Jack, and not sarcastically either. He wheeled a mirror before Sam so that Sam could see what he had become. "I'm sure you'll fetch a good price at the auction." He reached out and carassed Sam's body, it was rigid now, and smooth, the surface felt partially like skin but partially like the membrane, since the two surfaces have blended into one, and nobody would have guessed that the life like sculture was alive one, and was still alive, in a morbid sort of way. He carassed Sam's cock, knowing that Sam could still feel every sensation and the slightest touch would still make him orgasm powerfully even though there was no outward sign of it.

"Put him away Jack, we can admire him later,"said Simon who was quite worn out, changing someone into a helpless statue display always made him tired, probably due to the excitement.

The hooks brought Sam into the next room where they had about twenty young men already converted into displays, ready for sale. They were frozen in various different postures and positions, some with their lims spread eagler upright, some had their hands behind their backs, legs spread open, as if standing at attention, others had their hands at their crotch and over their genitals, as if trying to play with themselves as they were rendered immobile. Others were like Sam, simply with their hands by their side. Sam was set down. Some of them wore expressions of enjoyment like Sam, others looked happy and relaxed while a few, a selected few, were stimulated with pain just before the membrane was drawn firmly over them, usually by a medium voltage jolt to the subject's genitals, at that instant, when the subject strained and struggled, the membrane was drawn tight, freezing the subject in his current position. Some of the more impressive subjects were frozen in such a state, their muscles straining hard against a pain that was no longer present, their mouths opened in a silent scream and they looked frightened and confused. Jack and Simon admired their latest shipment of displays as they always did when they recruited someone new, and then left the room.

"So who have you got lined up next?"Simon asked Jack.

"A lucky guy named Don,"said 'Master' Jack with a smile.

* * *

Don could hardly wait for his session with 'Master Jack' that week end. He was fresh out of college and had a pretty good job which paid well but he had been interested in rubber for a long time but never found someone who was willing to initiate him into the wonders of rubber sex and bondage. His dream was to try out the Vacuum Rack, a device which he read about and saw pictures of, and the person trapped inside looked hot.

He was really glad he had met Master Jack. He had put out an ad on the Internet, posting his web page on rubber sex and said he was looking for rubber slaves and was willing to train new comers and limits would be respected. He wanted his slaves to be young and well built and willing to be shaved of all their body hair. Don could agree with that, and sent in a photo of himself with the printed form from the web site and waited for a reply.

Master Jack gave a favourable reply and Don felt that he was warm and friendly, even though he only read his letter. Master Jack asked him to state a time when they could meet. Don cleared his week end appointments and told him that they could meet that very week end. Master Jack agreed.

He turned out to be a beefy, muscular man who was even bigger sized that Don and more well built. Were he any more bigger, he could have passed off for a professional body builder, Don thought, but he kept his reservation to himself and greeted Master Jack respectfully.

He turned out to be a nice person and told Don about his interests in training up a rubber slave. He told Don that he liked his slaves smooth and asked if Don would mind having all his body hair removed. Don agreed at once.

Master Jack smiled.

"I think we're going to get along just fine,"he said and they shook hands.

He brought Don down to his 'dungeon' and Don found himself getting a hard on when he saw the rubber equipment, the sleep sacks, hoods and clothing hanging on the walls, this made his own collection of rubber clothing at home seem pathethic.

He had Don strip and then strapped him to a Cross on the wall, spread eagled. Don was surprised that he put himself in the power of such a stranger but Master Jack seemed like a very nice person and he trusted him.

He slipped a tight fitting rubberhood over Don's head with only holes for Don's nose and eyes, rendering Don unable to speak but Don trusted this man. He could only watch now. Master Jack fastened a collar around Don's neck, holding the collar in place firmly and locked it shut.

"Relax slave,"said Master Jack softly. "I'm going to start shaving you now, and shave off all this ugly hair of yours so that you'll be nice and smooth, nice and smooth to please me. You'll want that slave, won't you?"

Don could make no reply. He was so aroused by the smell of rubber. He could feel his cock standing hard and erect and hoped that Master Jack won't be offended.

He felt a cold cream being smeared liberally onto his body, it stung a little though, and then a blade ran over his skin.

"I'm using a cream that will permanently remove your body hair,"said Master Jack. "But I don't think you'll mind,"he said.

He was right, Don didn't mind at all. He was intoxicated by the smell of the rubber and didn't think of anything else at all. He was aware that his new Master was shaving off his light sprinkling of chest hair, arm pit hair and then his pubic hair. He was then sponged off with water and his Master ran his hand over Don's new smooth chest. Even Don could feel how smooth it was.

Don then felt his Master slip some sort of rubber sheath over his cock and balls and then unfastened him from the cross. He lead Don by a lesh to a mirror and Don saw his own reflection, he was stunned. Before him stood a hooded rubber slave with a rubber sheath over his cock and balls, he could hardly recognize himself in the rubber hood and his body now looked so different so smooth and shiny.

What followed was an intense bondage session in a specially modified rubber sleep sack, there were internal sleeves for Don's arms to slip into and it came all the way up to Don's neck where Master Jack locked it in place with another lock. Don's cock and balls, however, were nicely exposed to Master Jack's ministrations and could only feel as to what Master Jack was doing to him. He kept Don at the edge of orgasm for what seemed like several hours before finally slipping off the rubber sheath and bringing Don to a powerful orgasm.

When Master Jack helped him out of the sack, Don was limp and Master Jack helped him onto a bed to help him relax.

That was the first session with Master Jack and Don could hardly remember what went on at the others, all he could remember was there was lots of rubber involved, and sex. Master Jack respected his limits and didn't force Don when Don didn't want anal or oral sex, just bondage. Master Jack also allowed Don to try out the Vacuum Rack which was Don's dream come true and Don enjoyed every minute of being inside the device. He planned to ask Master Jack if he could stay inside for one entire day!

He and Master Jack liked role playing, there was an unspoken agreement that once he entered Master Jack's house, he was Master Jack's slave and was to do whatever he was told within the limits he had laid down in their first few sessions and he was called slave. Only when he finally orgasmed due the role playing session end and he was addressed by name. During this time, he had to address Master Jack as Master or suffer dire consequenecs. Often, Master Jack liked to punish Don for no reason at all, just so that he could put Don in bondage. Don, of course, acted the role and 'begged' his Master not to do it, but secretly, he wanted it, of course.

This was when Don visited Master Jack for his weekly session of rubber sex.

"You're late slave,"said Master Jack, displeased. "I'm going to have to punish you."

"Oh please Master,"begged Don, going down on his knees just as he was taught to. "Don't punish me Master."

"No excuses slave,"said Master Jack grimly,"I'm going to put you in the Vac rac!"

Don's was thrilled when he heard this but he continued to beg his Master, his pleas were ignored. He was instructed to lie on the rubber sheet with his limbs spread eagled and then he was sealed inside. Not long after, he heard the vacuum cleaner being turned on and the familiar sensaion of air being sucked out could be felt.

The sheet over him grew tigher and tigher and he instinctivly opened his mouth as the sheet covered it so that he could breath through the porus layer. His cock was hard now, and pressed against his solid abs, and due to the vacuum, it was even harder and larger than usual, and loved the sleek and tight sensation of the rubber sheet over him, it felt like he was trapped in some viscous fluid or somethng and couldn't get out unless Master Jack allowed it. The sheet grew tigher and tigher and began to press and mould itself to his form. Aburtly, he felt an intense pain at his cock and balls, like an electric shock, and he screamed. What was going on? The sheets continued to tighten over his face, and he felt his face freeze in place, frozen in a scream even though the pain was gone. He felt a needle prick his leg and a tingling spread through his whole body. He tried to move but the sheet held him in place. Soon, he found himself unable to move any more, not only because of the sheet on top of him, but because his muscles simply failed to respond.

He felt himself being lifted up, through the rubber over his eyes, he saw two men, one was Master Jack, the other, someone he had never seen before. What was going on? Don began to panic but there was nothing he could do now.

He felt himself being laid on a flat surface of some kind. Master Jack and the other person began to do things to him. He felt some sort of fabric being placed at his genital regions while the other man connected some sort of tube to the area over his mouth and the tube seemed to be held in place without any force.

"Relax Don, this won't hurt,"said the other man reassuringly. "Are you ready at your end Jack?"

"Just give me a little while longer,"said Jack's voice. "Okay, you can fill him up now."

The other man went away and Don heard clicking sound. There was a soft gurgling at the tube that probably only Don could hear and he felt something thick, viscous and warm enter his mouth. Surprisingly, he didn't choke and the liquid started flowing down his throat. It was thick, warm and viscous but other than that, didn't seem to have any taste at all. It slid down Don's throat easily. Don was terrfied now, what were they pumping into him, what did they mean by they were filling up him?

"Don't be afraid Don,"said Master Jack. "Just swallow the stuff, it won't hurt you, on the contrary, it will preserve you." He paused. "You see Don, there are some pretty rich people in the world who are willing to pay a large sum of money for a young stud like you trapped like this and your body is makes you an excellent subject for display. The substance you are swallowing now is a organic rubber, which will bond with your body, turning it into a similiar compound. You'll be very alive still, and very aware, but your body will be pseudo inorganic, partially organic and partially not, and all your biological functions will be halted and you won't age, you'll remain as you are. The stuff will also fill you up so that your digestive system will be saturated with it. If you have the urge to piss, just relax and let it flow, the synthetic rubber is taking over your system you see, as I said, and filling you up."

Even as he spoke, Don felt something piss flow out of his cock against his will, he couldn't help himself, as the liquid pushed its way into his bladder, his piss was being pushed out against his wishes. Don was horrfied as he heard what Jack had installed for him, they were talking about turning into something for display! He wanted to cry out and scream and beg them not to do this but he couldn't. He felt the liquid fill him up, pushing more and more of his piss out.

"Just relax Don, and don't struggle, there's nothing you can do, just relax and the transformation will go easier, and sorry about the pain just now, your facial expression looks really interesting now, thanks to that little jolt I gave you on your cock and balls, you'll have a chance to see yourself afterwards once the transformation is complete"said Jack.

What transformation was he talking about? Don wondered.

"As a consolation,"Jack continued. "I shall make sure your last moments as a human are enjoyable ones,"he said, taking up a hand held vibrator and bringing to Don's erect cock and despite the situation, Don was still very turned out and he orgasmed the moment the vibrator came into contact with his hard cock, he lay there, helplessly, as Jack milked his cum and forced him to piss and his cock discharged cum and piss at the same time, he felt raped and violated.

"He's almost full,"said the other person.

"After this, we'll be immersing you in a hot liquid to bond the membrane permanently to your skin and harden it,"said Jack, turning off the vibrator. "You're never going to leave this vac rac. It isn't really a vac rac at all, merely a device which looks similiar to it. But I think you'll enjoy it in there a lot, that's why you came to me in the first place, wasn't it? Because you were interested in bondage and trying out a vac rac. Just think of it as a chance to be living in one permanently."

Don could feel the liquid filling up his digestive track now, his bladder was already full of it, and whatever liquid that was in his digestive track was solidfying. The level of the fluid continused to grow steadily upwards, higher and higher, flowing into his lungs and filling up those spaces and then hardening. Don wanted to scream, that he would drown, but he didn't, to his surprise, even his heart rate slowed until it was non existant. He felt the fluid rise into his mouth and into his nostrils as well. The flow was then cut off and the tube removed from his mouth. He felt someone clean his crotch area which was damp with his body's discharges.

He heard the whine of machinery and then his whole body jerked as he was lifted up by something upwards until he was suspended above the ground.

"Sealant's ready,"said the other person.

Don felt himself lower downwards slowly. Whatever he was being lowered into, it was really hot and liquid and viscous, he could heard the sounds of the liquid bubbling as he was lowered. He was lowered leg first. Whatever the liquid was, it caused his entire body to tingle and seemed to do something to his skin, it felt hot at first, so very hot, burning hot, actually, but then it became more bearable as changes were made to him and he slowly relaxed, it felt like being in a nice hot bath, he couldn't see anything where he was, it was quite dark, but he felt strangely comfortable, despite what Jack and his companion had done to him.

He felt himself being lifted up again, and moved more, and then lowered before a frame of some kind and there was a loud clang, as if something hard struck each other. There was a hissing sound around him and then then there was a sound of something opening. He was lifted again, and set before Jack and the other man. Both of them looked him over.

"You looked really good Don,"said Jack and Don thought that he actually sounded sincere about it. He reached forward and stroked Don's cock and Don felt himself orgasming, he couldn't believe it at first but he was but he couldn't understand how it could have been possible, he probably wasn't even alive any more. He orgasmed again when Jack stroked his smooth chest, and strangely, he could feel Jack's every touch now.

Jack withdrew his hand, leaving Don crying out for more. He wheeled a mirror right in front of Don so that Don could see himself. Don saw himself spread eagled, apparently floating off the ground, a silver frame surrounded his muscular form and he saw every muscle on his body tensed, just as he was before he was frozen in place, his cock larger than he had ever seen it, his face a mixture of pain and confusion. Despite himself, Don found his appearance very arousing, he resembled a very beautiful and life like sculpture of a young man, trapped and frightened but at the same time, turned on and highly aroused.

"We'll admire him later,"said the other man. "Let's put him with the others."

Don was aware of being lifted again, this time to a large room where there were many others like him, he realized, young men trapped in an perfectly transparent membrane and framed up. All of them were naked, handsome and well built, just like he was.

"Relax Don,"said Jack, carassing Don's cock again and Don came once more. "The auction is in a few days time, until then, just relax here, you'll be in your new home very soon." Don looked helplessly at his former 'Master' as moved away, leaving Don alone with the other men.

Don soon lost track of time, he did not know how many hours, days or weeks passed until one day when there was a lot of people walking around the large room, he gathered that it was the day of the auction. After a while, he saw the other men being packed into boxes personally by Jack and his companion.

"Well Don, its your turn to be packed now,"said Jack. "A very nice man bought you, said you'd look perfect in his collection of statues. You'll be in your new home soon."

Don was lifted up and placed in a crate with straw and he heard nails being hammered shut. He again lost track of time.

After a while, he heard the box being opened and he was lifted out and emplaced some where. He was in a large room with all manner of sculptors, all of them of naked men. He realized he was the latest sculptor to be added into this collection.

"This is certainly an unusual statue,"said a a man standing in front of him. "Where did you get it from?"

"Got it from some dealers who seemed to specalize in making this sort of statue,"said another. "He looks beautiful, doesn't he?"

"Yes, you can practically feel it, the power, the confusion in his mind and the horror that he seems to be going through,"said the first man, reaching out to touch Don who orgasmed again. He hoped this man would stroke him for a long time. "And he is so very life like,"he said as his hand wondered down to Don's crotch to stroke Don's cock and balls, bestowing the most powerful orgasm Don experienced so far.

"Yes, you can,"said the second man who was obviously Don's buyer and owner. He, too, stroked Don's body and Don wanted to groan. "Come, let's go for a brandy and talk this over, perhaps I shall invest in more sculptors like him, eh?"

They turned, and left leaving Don alone. His owner came back to admire him every day and he seemed to like touching and stroking Don's body which was fine by Don as he orgasmed every time he was touched. He soon grew settled into his life as a living sculptor and looked forward to his owner's visits, or his maids who dusted him. When he was alone, his mind wondered, he thought back about his human life, what he had left behind and felt sad but he knew that there was nothing he could do, so he let it go, and forgot about it altogether. Soon, he no longer longed for his human life any more, he was just a statue...

Elsewhere, Jack and Simon counted their profits

"A tidy profit this time,"said Simon. "Five million."

"Not bad, not bad,"said Jake.

"One more auction and we can quit huh?"said Simon.

"One more auction,"agreed Jack.

"Who have you got in mind for our next subject?"said Simon seeing the look in Jack's eye.

"A very nice boy, a nice good looking stud indeed,"said Jack with a smile as he recalled the young man's appearance. "His name is...."