Fake a malfunction with his levatron

As ben got up uthon stealthily flicked the off sensor on his levatron.

He watched Ben pause as he heard the hum stop and turned around to see Uthon plopped on the bed.

"Oh, are you alright?"

"No, it seems my device has malfunctioned and requires a reset, would you assist me?"

"Of course Ben eagerly replied. "Where do I..."

"Allow me," Uthon reached a tentacle around Ben's hand.

Uthon watched Ben once again recoil slightly as his face grew red. Good he thought, His senses slowly making their way up bens arm as he held him there for a moment.

"The switch around the posterior side" Uthon explained slowly, pulling his hand forward. "push it down to restart."

"O..Ok" Ben stammered, his entire shoulder now tingling as he reached over and pushed the button.

Ben felt a sudden zap in his head,in that moment he tried to stand up, but for some reason found his entire body unable to move.

"Now the right hand" Uthon said, watching the horror on Ben's face as his hand waved before him under Uthon's control.

"Now ben," he commanded, rising confidently above the bed. "My new ****, Let us proceed to the washroom together."

Uthon could feel the sudden spike of Ben's fear as he walked him like a puppet, a tentacle firmly wrapped around his left forearm as he opened the sliding door to the washroom and turned him to face a large mirror on the left.

"I am rather curious to see," he said, looking over his shoulder as he raised Ben's hand to the zipper near his neck.

Ben tried to move, he tried to yell, he tried anything at all as Uthon slowly pulled the zipper down, revealing more and more flesh untill his suit stood crumpled at his feet.

"Incredible..." Uthon stated as he stared at the naked humans body. his tentacles were less patient, slithering their way over his defined muscular shape as Ben murmured helplessly between his gritted teeth.

Such strength, such maleness he stated, their nerves buzzing together as a tentacle brushed Ben's plump ball sack and found itself wrapped around his flaccid cock.

"Mmm, Amusing sensation, And now to pee" Uthon spun him around.

"Why, why are you doing this?" Ben mustered a murmer.

"Silence," Uthon commanded, his control forcing Ben's jaw shut.

Raising his cock, Ben felt his body commanded to relax as a steady stream of piss flowed from his cock into the toilet bowl.

Moving his cock left then right, raising it up so the stream arced, Uthon was thorough as he experimented with Ben's muscle control.

"Fascinating" he said as Ben's piss finally ran dry. "A very useful appendage, it warrants closer study."