Stuck as a slutty statue

You open your eyes, almost glued shut from the amount of cum covering your face. You try to move but find that despite your lack of attackers you are still paralyzed.

There you lay, warm marble, ass up above your head, cock poised in an obviously self degrading way. If you weren't a statue you'd worry about what would happen if someone saw you in this humiliating position. You can still feel the air swirling in your gaping asshole. Swollen nips pointing upwards to your straining cock.

Rivlets of carved cum adorn your body, no illusion as to what you were crafted in the act of. You try to move for every second onward but were never able to.

You grow so bored you get accustomed to sleeping for as long as possible. Who knows maybe days, weeks, years go by. One day you awake in a place completely different, there you lay as hundreds of eyes observe you.

Displayed as a perverted art piece, observed by everyone who passes by. One day you see them switch out the plaque that describes you, flinching at how you are forever known.

"Cumslut in Marble: A depiction of a depraved slut so famous for his loose hole he was commemorated in marble. No one knows who this cumslut is but he will forever adorn art textbooks and be the subject of many gay scholars. DO NOT EVER TOUCH OR MOVE"

You spend the rest of eternity as the boyslut statue laughed and lusted over.

But hey, at least you got out of the fucking cave.