🥌 Captured in Stone

As the naked elven boy bent in half backwards and shoved his pretty face between his own hairless thighs, the necromancer behind him made a sophisticated gesture.

The air around the flexible elf started getting dense. The stone plate below him started dragging him in as if the stone was half-liquid. Before he realized it, the elf got both of his ankles dragged down inside stone while the rest of his flesh got rapidly petrified as the only thing he was quick enough to do is shout and stretch his arm for help.

"Perfect. Quite expressive, I think." The necromancer walked around his new masterpiece. "Your friend is quite pretty."

"Am I next, then?" Tina's perfect chest raised and lower as she breathed heavily.

"Maybe... next week. I don't want to wear myself out. Petrification spells are quite draining."

"Will you..." Tina could barely contain her hated, "Ever free him?"

"Perhaps?" The warlock shrugged. "I've grown insanely bored in my over six hundred years of existence. Maybe if you manage to lighten up the darkness a little, I may consider freedom as a reward."

"Lighten up the darkness? You mean, like, shower you with gold? Alright. If that's the gold you're after, I'm sure our Princess has the necessary funds. Just let me talk with her briefly and I'm-"

"Gold?! Hah! I got more metal than the rest of the kingdoms put together, gold included. Wonder why all the world's brave heroes end up in the swamp at some point of their life these days? All in search for my castle but instead of gold they only find their doom. Honestly... I already don't have the space for all these stoned heroes and I've been throwing the worst ones into the ocean to free up space for the worthy few."

"So what's it that you want of me then?"

"You're an elf, what one could possibly be wanting from an elf?"

"Hmpf! If you really have something between your legs after all those six hundred years that you lived, you should know that you can rent any elf for a gold coin for your nighttime pleasures. Every elf has a price, that's how the world rolls, outside this castle anyway. Of course the price might triple for a client who's into panda makeup, er... I mean for such an ominously scary warlock! But if you have all the gold in the world, you could rent me and Nate for a whole month if you wanted as we honestly wouldn't mind becoming filthy rich!"

"Oh really? Well, that changes things. Hmm, I guess I'm going to release him and actually pay you two for a month of service. But I must warn I have peculiar taste and I may enjoy watching you do all kinds of painful things."

"That's quite alright. Elves are fast regenerating anyway and we're quite used to sadistic clients."

"Sweet. But I'm not going to pay you per hour, you're only getting your payment at the end of the period. Period."

"Ugh. What an elf would run away from a well paying client anyway?"

"I have no idea. In fact you're the first elves who got into my swamp."

"Well, it was all Nate's curiosity, he wanted to sneak into your castle to take a look at the sculptures. I kept telling him a necromancer's mausoleum is not a museum!"

"Hah! Hah! Hah! So he wanted to look at my exhibition, only to become an exhibit himself! Nice. Anyway..." Lichard approached the petrified nobleboy and rubbed the rock hard private bits with a few gentle strokes. The stone trembled and started turning into flesh. The disenchantment process began slowly taking over the rest of the elf's body. "This may take a while. You mind some herbal tea in the meanwhile?"

"You got herbal tea?" Tina could barely contain her disbelief.

"Yes, it's all I have. I don't eat and drink anything else."

"Huh? You don't mean to turn me and Nate into skin and bones by the end of the period too?"

"Don't be a worrywart, you'll have a plenty of magical protein intake. Will have to work your mouth to extract it, but it should be quite nutricious. I once made a guy survive for ten years in my dungeon on nothing but..."

"Alright, I got it! Kinky. But sounds like a fun challenge. I'm not gonna lie, I'm growing a little horny."

"Good, gooood... Come, I'll pour you some tea and we can discuss other things I have in my mind for your service. For example, has anyone ever thrown darts at your belly?"

"What! Nate does it every weekend! The wounds take only minutes to heal and it's very refreshing, like acupuncture therapy. It's actually very popular among elves to take small damage willingly as it improves our regeneration abilities."

"Damn. One of my escaped slaves must have popularized this game."

"Maybe you should put them on a leash, so they don't escape next time."

"Oh, I usually do. I like my slaves wearing a dog's collar... Usually on their waists rather than their necks."

"Well, you can put one on my waist anytime, I love tight-belting. Belts add some nice curves to my figure, though I'd appreciate if you have a large mirror, so I could enjoy how it looks too!"

"Neat! But I'm feeling unoriginal. Is there anything you haven't already tried?"

"Well, I've always been a pain lover, that's how I became a bodyguard and not just another elven bathkeeper. I've been to barbarian camps three times and my joints still ache from the things they like doing to their captives! You should pay them a visit sometime if you want tons of ideas. My body may regenerate but my mind will never forget the most insane and humiliating stretches I've been put through!"

"Hmmm. You know, now you made me bored with all that painful stuff. It was supposed to be thrilling, not casual. Now I don't even know what I want to do anymore..."

"I got an idea! Why don't we go on a travel? We'll get into every kingdom, turn every stone and see if there's anything new that excites you!"

"But who's going to protect my castle?"

"Can't you lock it up or something? Or spawn some zombies?"

"Hmm, I suppose I should have scrolls like that somewhere in the library..."

"Hey, Nate seems to be getting back to normal!"

The naked elven boy was now laying tightly packed into a flexible pose on top of the stone, slowly getting back to his senses. His skin was all good, his ankles resting peacefully by his sides, no longer buried into stone.

"W- what happened? Did I fall asleep in a triplefold again?" He blinked and rubbed his eyes and blinked again.

"Nate!! So good you're finally, umm... awake! I swear, after I'm done being your bodyguard, I'm going to apply for being a merchant or even a diplomat!"

"What do you mean, Tina?"

"We got ourselves a big deal! This Sir Lichard here has officially agreed to rent us both for a whole month!"

"Seriously? What luck! Do I smell a pile of gold?"

"Exactly! And the better part is, right now we're heading out on a journey to show Sir Lichard around the world! The goal is hunt for all the exciting things to see what triggers his sophisticated fancy!"

"Wow, really? Fold me in!"