A New Exhibit

They say there’s a place somewhere in the city where people go in and never come out.

 - Thompson’s collection of bad horror cliches.

Justin is an urban explorer and photographer, taking photos of abandoned buildings and the like in black and white. He is currently wandering and photographing the abandoned buildings of the inner city. The area fell into hard times when all the money dried up during the recession.

After taking some nice black and white pictures of a ruined circus and mansion, he goes in an abandoned museum to see if there's anything nice to photograph.

Inside the dimly lit halls were numerous stone figures. The museum must have been an art museum as there were pedestals lining the walls with various Greek and Roman statues on display. Though, these appear to be in far greater condition than your usual Greek statue. None of the statues appear to have any damage to them whatsoever and, upon closer inspection, appeared to have a quality of detail far greater then any sculptor is capable of. As he looks at them closely, Justin notices the statues tend to be in very sexual and provocative positions, showing people and animals in the middle of having sex, some in the throes of orgasm.

"Weird." He mutters as he photographs them. "I wonder if there's other sections here." He mutters as he goes look for a section of the museum that’s more kid friendly. His portfolio can’t stand up well if there’s some pictures of porn in them after all, even if he can justify them by calling it photographs of the artistic nude. 

As Justin walks through the museum, he can't help but feel like he’s being watched. The hundred of pairs of cold dead eyes staring at him as walk through halls, not to mention the poor lighting of the museum itself, unnerves him. He then notices that the statues on display do not match the descriptions on the plaques. One statue should be of a statue of David, but is instead a statue of a masturbating horse. He then hears heavy movement somewhere in the museum, like someone moving heavy blocks of stone one after another. And it's getting closer.

Freaking our, Justin briskly walk towards a way out in fear. As the noise gets louder as he come across a dead end. He turns around only to notice a statue that wasn't there before standing behind him.

"W-what the hell!?" He freak out before trying to run.

The new statue raises his hands to show he means no harm and speaks, "Wait! Don't run! I just want to talk to you!" He maintains his distance from Justin to let him know that he's not threatening.

"W-what the hell man!? What are you wearing!?" Justin say, thinking he’s just a naked guy doing some painted statue thing, as he take some photos of him.

"Umm, I'm wearing nothing. I'm a statue. Well, I'm a living statue. I was a human decades ago and some sorcerer turned me into a stone statue and over the years, I've learned how to move again. Forgive my lack clothing, statues don't really need to wear clothes." The statue says as he slowly approaches Justin. His footsteps are the source of the heavy noises Justin heard as he slowly getting closer. He then extends a cold stone hand towards, "Hi, I'm Matthew the Living Statue, pleased to meet you." He says with a friendly smile.

"I'm Justin." He say, thinking that the strange man is just playing a part or simply crazy from isolation. "So, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in a different museum?"

A look of sadness appears on the statue, "This museum is my home. They took me in when I was just a man imprisoned in stone and they took care of me when I was able to move again. I have a lot of good memories at this place. I can't part away from it. I keep this place in the best shape I can manage, fixing leaks and cracks here and there. Occasionally I sneak out and gather supplies to help keep this crumbling building stand up." The statue then looks at Justin, admiring his figure, his warm flesh. Seeing that his body could use some 'improvements', he smiles. "You know, it's been a while since I've had a mate. In exchange for helping me keep this place in tact, I can grant you what many have died to achieve. Immortality." He looks at Justin with his blank stone eyes and grin, which begins to disturb him.

"Uh, no thanks, why don't you go public or something?" Justin ask as he tries to slowly walk away from the crazy person.

The statue's charming and kind facade disappears as he grabs Justin’s wrist. His vice like grip nearly crushing his wrist. "Oh well, I was trying to be nice, but you see, you're not leaving here. At least not as flesh and blood. You're going to join my collection whether you like it or not." He then pushes Justin to the ground and kneels over him. He tears open his shirt, his cold stone hand rubbing his slightly flabby body. "Hmm, looks like I'll have to make some improvements to you body. Get rid of this fat and add more muscle." He say as he throws away the camera with the proof at a wall, breaking it apart.

"N-no! Stop! Get off me!" Justin screams as he try to get the statue off of him, only find out that he really is a living stone statue, which freaks him out even more.

"Shh shh, no one's coming to help you. The police don't patrol this area and the only gangs or people who did come around here are the various statues you've walked past. This is going to happen whether you like it or not. Better to enjoy the process."

The statue rubs Justin’s chubby almond skin. His member becoming erect as he does so. He tears off the rest your clothes and sees that he’s turned on by this as Justin’s member stands as hard as the statue’s. "Mmm, sexy right?" Matt says as he grabs his cock and starts jacking it off. Frigid cold rough hands sliding up and down his hot flesh as he starts to feel a warm glow over his body.

Justin simply groans and moans in pleasure. "P-please, s-stop!"

"Nah, you like this. First I have to fix your body. You're a bit too flabby to make an acceptable statue. Let's trim you up!" Then Matt's mouth descends upon his hard cock. The cold stone cavern sucking and licking and slurping his raging hard on. All the muscles in him tense up and feel hot as they slowly build up in mass. His round stomach slowly flattens as ridges develop, showing off his new found and growing abs. The soft flesh on his arms quickly replaced by hard powerful muscles. The raw power poring into his body is like a drug intoxicating him, making him feel very good at being so big and strong.

Justin groans as he tries to break free from the molesting statue as his body soon develops into a six feet and six inches tall jock like figure.

He feels his bones crack and pop as they stretch and widen, increasing his height. His muscles expand along with his bones, making him feel more and more powerful. The pleasure the statue sucking his cock finally becomes too much as he cums into his mouth, filling it to the brim with his mighty seed. Looking at him, the statue slowly slurps it out. Ten inches of man meat slide out of his mouth as licks clean of his essence. He pulls Justin up and takes him to a mirror. The average sized, slightly overweight boy was now a six foot six inch Adonis in flesh. His muscles flex and tense under his now almond skin. His black hair are now thick ringlets. His huge ten inch cock sitting atop two massive boulders of flesh. He can feel the statue's cold arms hug him from behind, his own impressive pillar of stone poking into his glorious ass. "You look beautiful. A statuesque figure! Are you ready for the rest of your transformation into a sculpture of a mighty Greek warrior?"

"N-no!" Justin scream as he tries to break free and run away.

The statue snaps his fingers, freezing Justin’s body in place. "Sorry, I guess I'll have to take away your ability to move a bit sooner." Matt say as the statue caresses Justin’s immobile flesh body.

Justin himself tries to scream and move as Matt caresses his frozen body.

As the statue feels his hot flesh, Justin notices a tingling sensation on his feet. It grows steadily colder as it feels more and more stiff. In a refection in the mirror, he can see his feet have turned a pale grey color and it is spreading up his legs.

Which he tries to resist, to stop it somehow, to fight it back and move.

Matt positions Justin’s immobile frame into a classical stance. Leaning on one leg with his hands on his hips, he involuntarily flex his muscles to show off that powerful build. The coldness is spreading through his legs. One can hear soft cracking as his muscles slowly turn to solid marble. The coldness creeps into his crotch. His sack bunches around his testicles as they petrify. Looking down, Justin can see the pink flesh of his cock turn to veined marble. The statue then gropes the stone globes of his ass as he fondles his petrified phallus.

Justin can only mentally cry and moan as despite being turn to stone, he can still feel the pleasure Matt is putting him on.

The statue steeps in front of Justin and cups his stone balls in his hands. Matt smiles at the future statue as he kneels down, takes his impressive member in his mouth and starts sucking on it. The sounds of grinding stone fills the hall as Matt sucks, licks and kisses Justin’s cock while also fondling his frozen sack.

Justin at this point can only beg and hope that this is nothing more than a dream and that he’ll wake up with a wet spot on his bed.

The statue continues sucking Justin’s cock as the stone consumes his chest. He can feel his breathing slow and his heart stop beating. His arms grow heavy and stiff as they become heavy rods of stone. Neck down, he is nothing more than a statue.

He still tries more open his mouth and scream and beg for his freedom. But that won’t ever be.

The soft cracking sound stops as the color fades out of Justin’s eyes. What was once a flesh and blood man is now a solid stone statue made of the highest quality marble. Matt picks out a new permanent space