Date: Tue, 05 Jan 1999 19:17:11 PST From: Star Child Subject: The Figurine The Figurine by: Star Child Tuesday, January 05, 1999 Comments are gladly welcome. Flames will be ignored. Star Child [StarChild12@hotmail.com] Part One: The Figurine Walking through an old antique store I noticed a figurine of a small nude boy made of crystal. It looked really old. I picked it up and admired it. The figurine was about 4 inches tall. It was of a boy about 10 years old with straight hair hanging down to his shoulders in back and just above his eyes in front. He had big bright eyes and a small button nose. He was smiling, and his teeth were straight except for one of his lower ones that was slightly crooked. His skin was perfectly smooth from his face all the way to his toes. He had a nice looking dick that was about two inches hanging over a nice set of balls. Not a trace of hair on him except for his head. Whoever made this figurine was a master at carving crystal, for I couldn't find a single flaw. While peering into the crystal I noticed a faint green glow. I just had to have this figurine. Without looking through the rest of the store I hurried up to the register and asked the salesperson "How much is this crystal figurine?" "That old piece of glass. Five dollars." he replied. "Piece of glass? This is a beautiful crystal figurine." I said. "Whatever," the clerk said, "just looks like something made of colored glass to me." Hmmm, this is very strange. I looked down at the figurine and it looked the same as before. A beautiful crystal figuring of a nude boy. "OK, well I still want it. Here you go." I said as I handed the clerk a five dollar bill and left the store. That clerk must have had something wrong with him not to notice this fine figurine. I put it in my inside jacket pocket and got in my car. On my way home I couldn't help pulling out the figurine and looking at it. The glow was still there and it seemed the more I held it the more the glow intensified. I stopped off at Burger King to get something to eat. I took meal to my normal place, inside the play land, so I could watch the young kids play while I ate. I noticed a small boy of about six years old with blonde hair cut in the bowl style. He was a beautiful boy and I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. I finished my burger and again I had to pull out the figurine and look at it. While I was admiring the figuring the young six year old came up to me and said "That's a cool toy mister. "Its not a toy." I told him. "Its called a figurine." "Cool. He sure is a cute boy," said the boy. "Why doesn't he have any clothes on?" "I don't know." I replied. "I just bought it a short time ago." "Where does that glow come from?" He asked me. "I'm not sure. I was wondering the same thing." I told him. "Can I hold it?" he asked me with pleading eyes. "Sure, but be very careful with it." "I will." he said as he took the figuring from me. "Hey, where did the glow go." He asked. I too noticed that when he took the figuring the glow disappeared. "I don't know. Here, let me see it back." I said, taking the figuring back. "That is awesome. How do you do that?" The boy said, for while I was holding it the glow came back." "I have no idea." I told him. I was very puzzled over this. "HEY MOM!" the boy yelled over at a woman sitting at a table on the other end of the play place. "LOOK AT THIS COOL FIGURINE THIS GUY HAS." "What figurine?" Said the boys mother. "All I see is that colored piece of glass he is holding." Both me and the boy looked from his mother to the figurine. "Don't mind my mom. I guess she doesn't know something that is pretty." "Adam," the boys mom said. "Leave the man alone, we have to get going anyway." "Bye mister. Thanks for showing me your figurine." Adam said to me. "Bye Adam." I told him as he walked back to his mom. I got up and put my trash away and headed out to my car. The figurine was safely back in my inside pocket. I headed home and during the drive I kept thinking back about first the store keeper and then Adam's mom. Both of them thought the figurine was just a piece of colored glass. But both me and Adam saw how beautiful the figurine really was. Another thing that had me puzzled was the glow. It seemed to only work with me. I took the figurine out and peered into it. Again I noticed the green glow and it was even stronger than before. I put the figurine on the passenger seat and the glow faded away. I picked it up again and the glow came back. This time I noticed it was pulsing slightly. I put it back in my pocket and finished the drive home. When I got inside my apartment. I took the figuring out and put it on the mantle over my fireplace. I sat down to watch TV but I kept looking over at the figurine. I have no idea what the TV show was. The only thing in my mind was the figurine. It seemed to be calling to me in some way. Ridiculous, I said to myself. Yet, there is something very strange about that figurine. Again I remembered all that happened today between the shop keeper, Adam, and Adam's mom. I went over and picked up the figurine. I sat back down on the couch and stared at it. Stroked my finger over its smooth surface. From its head, down its back, over its curved bubble butt, around to its small penis and up its tummy to its smooth boy chest. I touched its nose and said, "You sure are a beautiful boy. I wonder who you are." During this examination of the figurine I noticed the glow was getting brighter and brighter. I must have lost track of time for I realized I had been sitting there for five hours just looking at this figurine. I was getting tired. Time to go to bed. "You sure are a beautiful boy," I again said to the figurine as I got up to put it back on the fireplace mantle. "Man I wish I could be a beautiful boy like you." All of a sudden the glow in the figuring got so bright it blinded me. Next thing I knew I was waking up on the floor. I looked over at the clock and noticed an hour had gone by. "Damn," I said to myself. "What the hell happened." The figurine. Where's the figurine. I became frantic as I couldn't find it. I got down on the floor and searched for it. There it was, it slid under the TV stand. I retrieved it and checked to make sure it wasn't damaged. It looked find. Except the glow was gone. "Hey, where'd the glow go." I said to it. Damn, I must have broken it. I wonder what that green glow was that blinded me. It must have knocked me out. I put the figurine on the mantle and headed to bed. Good thing tomorrow was Saturday for it was already 4am. I got undressed and climbed into bed. I drifted off to sleep thinking about the beautiful figurine. I woke up to the sun shining through the window. I glanced at the clock and it read 4pm. Damn, I must have been tired. I thought to myself. I went into the bathroom and took a shower. When I was done I started shaving and I noticed there was something different but I just couldn't put my finger on it. That shower felt good but man my muscles are sore. And my bones are aching. I took some Tylenol. I hope I'm not coming down with a cold. I went over to my closet and got out some clean clothes and put them on. "Hmmm, these sure are loose." I said to myself. "I don't remember these ever being this loose." I went over to the mirror and looked at myself. I couldn't help but giggle at myself. It looked like I was swimming in the shirt and pants I had on. I took them off and looked at the tags. I'm sure my friend Kyle hadn't been over and played a joke on my but you never know. Nope, the shirt said extra-large and the pants were my usual 36x32. I got out my sweat pants and put them on. They fit better. I then searched my dresser and found and old T-shirt that was large instead of extra-large. I put them on and again looked in the mirror. "There, much better." I said to myself. But how the hell did my clothes get bigger. But no, they couldn't have gotten bigger. These smaller clothes fit perfect. I went back into the bathroom and pulled out the scale. I stood on it and sure enough, somehow over night I had lost 40 pounds. I went from 210 down to 170 pounds. "Now how the hell did that happen." I said. I went into the kitchen to fix my self a late breakfast. After eating I sat down to watch some TV "Hey." I thought to myself. "The figurine. I almost forgot about it." I looked over to the fireplace mantle and there it was, right were I placed it the night before. I got up and retrieved it from the mantle and returned to my seat on the couch. The glow still didn't return to the figurine. I looked at it for a while and then placed it on the coffee table and resumed watching TV I must have dozed off for I woke up and noticed it was dark outside. I looked over at the clock and it said 10pm. The aching was back and I felt a slight chill. I got up and went into the bathroom to get a thermometer to see if I had a fever. I hope I wasn't getting sick. I really hated being sick. While I found the thermometer and placed it in my mouth and looked at myself in the mirror. The large shirt I put on earlier seemed a bit larger for some reason. Also, the wrinkles around my eyes disappeared. "Damn, I must be getting sick." I pulled out the scale and again weighed myself. "SHIT!" I yelled as I read the scale reading. It said 160. "What the hell is going on." The thermometer beeped and I pulled it out. 101 degrees. "Yep, I must have caught the flu or something. But why am I losing so much weight. That's 50 pounds in 24 hours." I lifted up my T-shirt to see if there was any loose skin. Cuz I know after loosing that much weight I had to have loose skin hanging around. I got the shock of my life as I looked at myself in the mirror. Not an inch of loose skin anywhere on my stomach. It was perfectly flat. In fact, I hadn't looked that good since I was 18. "Hey, wait a minute." I said to myself. I remembered last night with the figurine. The bright flash of light and of passing out. I ran out to the living room and grabbed the figurine. I stared at it and remembered all that happened the previous day and evening. I even remembered the words I said right before I passed out. "Man I wish I could be a beautiful boy like you." "OH SHIT!." I said out loud to myself. Everything started falling into place now. Why the mother and store keeper couldn't see the beautiful figurine and why for some reason only I could get the glow to work, why my clothes were getting larger and why I was losing so much weight. "I need help." I said. "I bet Kyle will help me." Me and Kyle had been friends for a year and a half now. He was also a boy lover and he had to special boys of his own. Me and him had become really good friends and we call each other brothers at times. I called him up at home. His answering machine picked up, "Hello you have reached...."blah, blah, blah. When it beeped I hollered into the receiver, "HEY KYLE, It's ME, RYAN. PICK UP THE PHONE." There was a squeal and then I heard Kyle. "Hey Ryan, what's up. I got Erin over and we were playing." Kyle said. "Something very big has happened. I need your help." I told him. "Sure," he replied. "What is it?" "Remember you have always said that you feel you were put on this Earth to take care of young boys?" I asked him. "Yeah." he said. "Are you willing to take care of another one?" I asked him. "Sure, who is it?" he asked me puzzled. "I can't tell you over the phone. Is it all right to come over." "Sure, come on over." he said. "OK, be right over." I hung up the phone, put on my jacket that was now way to big for me and put the figurine in my pocket. I went out and got into my car. "Whoops." I said as I sat in the drivers seat. I just noticed that I was shorter than I was yesterday. When I got over to Kyle's apartment he answered the door. I could hear Erin playing in the living room. "What the hell happened to you." Ryan said as he noticed I had lost a lot of weight and was shorter. To be continued in the next chapter titled "The transformation". That is if you are interested in the story. If so email me. Star Child