Petrification and Teleportation

I want you to squat down on the floor, in front of your bed, keep your legs wide apart, your hands on your knees and I want you to smile seductively at me.

Unable to resist, James got off the bed and arranged himself into the deeply embarrassing posture.

Good, now I want you to get horny when you feel humiliated, even though you hate it and are deeply ashamed of yourself.

James felt his dick quickly stiffen into a raging hard on, the smile on his face making it look like he did indeed enjoy being in such a degrading position.

Now lets test this idea that are cursed and not just an exhibitionist and fantasist. I want you to remain as you are but transform into a marble statue of yourself.

James was shocked to feel his body stiffening and becoming heavier. He found he was unable to move a muscle even if he had been allowed to. He could see himself on his screen as a grey marble statue that looked exactly like him. Anyone could have recognised him like this. There was a long pause on the other end of the conversation.

I think I want to take this offline. Teleport to this address immediately.

Once the address had been typed out the statue disappeared from James' bedroom to it's new destination.