"SLUT!", shouted Diane, at the top of her lungs.
"Diane!", Harriet cried, "what was that all about?"
"It just all came back to me. I HAVE seen Rocky Horror. It was at a party, and the people I was watching with must've been long-term fans, because they kept shouting things out in unison at certain scenes. It was kinda catchy..."
"I'm a big fan myself," admitted Rebecca. "I knew I recognized that pose. What probably threw me was the fact that Rick turned gray, and the statues in the movie were white."
Sarah cut in, "and of course, Brad's bathrobe was down around his feet. Like so." In one swift motion, Sarah undid the belt on Rick's robe and slipped it off his shoulders. It landed in a mass on the floor, rendering him as equally nude as Sarah was.
All three of Rick's friends gasped. Diane was the first to speak. "Gee Rick, I always knew you were crazy, but now I can see your nuts!"
Sarah giggled as she bent down to examine Rick's petrified manhood. She delicately ran her finger from the base of his stone shaft to the tip and back again, tracing the countours formed by several veins. "Another nice difference between Brad and Rick is that while Brad was depressingly useless and flaccid in statue form, Rick here will be standing firm for the duration of the serum's effects. Why didn't you girls tell me your friend was so well endowed?"
"Frankly," Rebecca said, a look of awe still on her face, "we're a bit surprised ourselves."
"Sarah!" Harriet snapped, "would you please stop playing with it! I don't think Rick would appreciate your taking advantage of him!"
"Relax," Sarah replied, "I'm sure he's still unconcious from the orgasm he had when his cock petrified. Besides, I find that most men love this kind of attention." Sarah, who had been absentmindently toying with Rick's stone pubic hair, delivered one last kiss to the tip and stood up. "So, who's gonna play Janet? dammit."
"Ooh I think Harriet should do it, since she's the blonde." said Rebecca.
"Sounds allright to me." added Diane.
"Hey! Don't I get some say in this!?" Harriet shouted. "I haven't even seen this movie you're all so obsessed with!"
Sarah strode over to Harriet, who was still too distracted by her cousin's brazen nudity that she didn't notice when Sarah shot Rebecca a knowing glance, raising one eyebrow in a way that only a fellow Rockyholic would recognize. "Oh come on Harriet. You know the process is safe. I've done it to myself dozens of times."
"That's not what I'm worried about. I'm more worried about what you might try once you've got me at your mercy."
Rebecca had slipped over to where Sarah had set down the stopper bottle with the Medusa Serum, retrieved it, and was now creeping around behind Harriet.
"Harriet..." Sarah continued, "you should know I'm not into that girl-girl stuff. Besides, we've seen each other naked dozens of times. Don't tell me you've forgotten all that skinny-dipping."
Harriet blushed slightly at the memory. "Don't tell me that you've forgotten that EVERY time we ever skinny-dipped you snuck out of the lake and hid my clothes somewhere in the woods. You've always loved to humilate me every chance you get. Well I'm not gonna take it anymore!" Harriet's voice rose to a crescendo. "You're going to have to choose between Rebecca & Diane, because I'm not playing." Harriet struck a defiant pose, placing her hands on her hips.
"This was too perfect," thought Sarah to herself, and nodded her head. By this time Rebecca had gotten behind Harriet, with dropper poised and ready. She let a single drop fall onto the back of Harriet's neck. Harriet was fuming so much she didn't even notice, but found that as she tried to turn and leave, her muscles wouldn't budge.
"Bitch," thought Harriet to herself.
"Bitch," Sarah thought to herself.
Being fully clothed, Harriet's transformation was hard to appreciate from the outside, the graying of her calves the only clue that it was happening at all. From inside, however, Harriet was about to learn why her cousin found this so enjoyable. Stone had already engulfed her legs, leaving behind two sleek pillars. Her ass was transformed into a pair of twin marble globes, and then she felt it. Her clit was being petrified. As her pussy lips became impossibly hard Harriet began to experience the most intense orgasm of her life. By the time the transformation had swept into her nethermost regions her mind had blacked-out from a pleasure overload.
The others watched as the process was completed. As Harriet's breasts changed to stone they raised ever so slightly, firming up as if aroused. Her nipples became erect and were now visible as two bumps through her flimsy summer blouse. The gray color washed down her arms and over her face. She now stared at her cousin with blank gray orbs, her lips frozen in a pouty expression of frustration. Finally, her hair became a sculpted wig of gray strands.
"It's not easy having a good time anymore," Sarah said, on cue, "even smiling makes my face ache."
"I suppose she makes a much better Columbia, eh?" Rebecca mused.
"Oh man!" Diane said, frustation in her voice, "I forgot what I'm supposed to say!"
"Don't worry." said Sarah, "I've seen my cousin's breasts, and it wouldn't have made sense."
"Speaking of seeing her breasts," said Rebecca, "what do we do about her clothes? Fun is fun, but I don't wanna turn her into the Venus de Milo trying to get her top off!"
"No problem. Diane, be a dear and run upstairs. You should be able to find some scissors in the kitchen drawers." Diane eagerly ran upstairs. "As for you, 'Becca, we still need a Janet, are you game?"
Fri, 16-Mar-2001 06:04:21