Zayne Returned

There were few more markers signs all over my body, I can't see all of them, but they seem to have the same idea as Kelly who wrote on my dick before leaving. On my ab a guy taped a small photo of himself shirtless with his phone number on it, under that photo the words "Mine is bigger," was written next to a drawn arrow pointed to my above average junk. And because I'm somehow a local Victor Noir now (except without clothes), stroking my dick suddenly became a thing for girls to do in hopes of a better sex life or whatever it is.

At least I still have my shorts, right? If miracles happened and I'm not stone anymore, I could quickly put that back on.

That ended up not happening. People wanted me to be known as the "naked statue" so someone decided it would be a brilliant idea to bring their lighter fluid over and douse a few on my jean shorts and shoes. My remaining clothes were soon lit up in flames, followed by a cheer in my vicinity. The material of my shorts and shoes burned relatively slowly, and I was surprised I couldn't feel the flame other than warmth akin to that of a blanket fresh out of the dryer, being stone has its perks if I could move!

The bright afternoon and small crowd come and go, people were more discreet since there are families around, of course there are pictures and more names written on my stone body and hands touching my everything; with comments such as "his hair is so realistic, it looks like I could run my hand through them!"

"Everything about him is realistic except his size!" excuse me sir, I was born with that thing. Whenever the crowd disperse after taking pictures and touching me, I was exposed for everyone to see, including families with grandparents or parents preventing their kids from seeing while also checking me out themselves; either getting turned on at the sight or 'appreciating the artistry' I wasn't sure, maybe both.

Just when I thought I was getting used to it and hoping me being stone last until the night when park closed, I see Zayne and an older man walking into view from my peripheral vision. I was so relieved he was here, but then remembered it's still bright daylight and if Zayne found a solution, I would be naked in full flesh.

There's a difference between people thinking you're a statue and just seeing you naked in the flesh and I was not ready for what's to come.