Earth

It was a warm summer morning and I was with my best friend with benefit, Zayne (not actually sure we're a couple yet) in a park. We're sitting on a bench and he's already putting his hand under my tank top, and another one in my denim shorts. He leaned closer to me, then we kissed.

Zayne is hot, and his voice.. I can't describe it, but it could convince me to do just about anything. In addition to his irresistible charms, it turns out he already has powers of his own. He wanted to test them with me, I agreed of course, and I can't tell whether I regret that to this day.

I blushed as Zayne grabbed my chin before turning my head towards him, now our eyes made contact. His usual blue eyes shifted colors somehow, like a kaleidoscope. I was easily mesmerized by such beautiful color-shirting eyes, I thought this man couldn't be anymore beautiful.

"Stand up." his voice was gentle and warm, yet commanding. I obliged and stood up, his hands still under my top and within my jean shorts, causing my dick to rise as he stroked it.

"Spread your arms." I did a t-pose, and he examined my biceps and armpits with his fingers as his other hand still rubbed the shaft under my pants, goddamn it Zayne. My volition was always questionable around Zayne, but now I can tell what his abilities entails. He felt around my own bare arms and biceps, then leaned to kiss again. These actions, along with his hand on my length caused me to be fully erect. It made me smile like an idiot.

"Now... stay still as a statue." That's it, that's what triggered one of my powers for the first time. As soon as he said that, I was immobilized. Not only that, my skin turned to stone, followed by my hair, and finally my nails. The fabric of my clothing remained the same unfortunately.

Zayne looked to me in horror as if turning me to stone wasn't his plan. Speak to me Zayne, I could still hear you. He let go of my now semi-permanent stone erection under my jean shorts.

"Hold on Jack! I'll go get some help." he said as he turned to leave.

No! command me to move again, please! But he left in a hurry, and I couldn't speak, move, or do anything that would indicate I was more than a statue.