Ever since she was a little girl, Sandra always loved the visiting the rose garden.
Considering her job as a computer programmer, Sandra had little opportunity to get out a stretch her legs, making these strolls especially enjoyable. She was 23 years old, had short blonde hair, and wearing a plain black t-shirt with cargo pants.
Today's walk was especially relaxing, as she was the only one there, removing any distractions.
The garden was made up of rows upon rows of flowers. Stone sculptures and architecture decorated the garden as well.
At the end of it was a large stone fountain. About 10 feet tall, it was made up of three decorative stone basins. There was a soothing sound of the water flowing into the large main basin.
People would throw spare change into the large reservoir at the bottom. Sandra, opening her wallet, threw five pence into the fountain for luck. She then closes her eyes, listening to the water.
"Relaxing isn't it" said a voice behind her.
Sandra turned her head to the speaker. It was an older man, in a brown leather jacket. His hair was completely silver (not gray). He was looking up at the fountain, a look of serenity on his face
"Yea, I guess it is" she said. After a moment, she held out her hand to him. "My names Sandra. What's yours?"
The man's expression went blank. He looked at the hand for a moment, not moving. Realizing he wasn't going to answer, Sandra put away her hand. The Man smiled again.
"Want to see a magic trick?" He asked
Sandra was taken slightly aback by the abrupt change of subject. "I beg your pardon?"
"I work as a magician in my spare time." He explained. "I'm working on a new trick. I wanted to show it to someone"
"Oh, sure" she said with slight excitement in her voice.
The man held out a hand, and concentrated on the fountain. For several moments, nothing happened. Then, the water in the fountain stopped flowing.
Sandra tried her best not to roll her eyes. If this was supposed to be the big magic trick, that was extremely underwhelming. Not wanting to be rude, she put on a false look of being impressed.
The man, seeing right through her, smiled. "Wait for it"
Suddenly, a shower of sparks shot out of the top of the fountain.
Sandra gasped at the display. It was like fireworks.
Soon, the entirety of the stone fountain began to glow. It shined brighter and brighter, until it was nothing but a mass of light. Finally, the fountain exploded into hundreds of glowing balls of light.
Sandra laughed in amazement.
As the light faded, she saw that the structure of the fountain was almost entirely gone without a trace. The large water basin remained at the bottom, but the rest of the fountain had simply disappeared. In its place, a tall plain stone podium stood in the center of the basin.
Sandra was speechless for a few seconds. Then, she began to applaud.
"That was incredible. Unbelievable. Amazing"
The man made a slight bow in appreciation.
"Thank you very much. But now's not the time to applaud. The trick isn't over yet"
"You mean there's more?" Sandra asked in anticipation
"Of course. It's not a real magic trick unless you can make the disappeared thing come back. Or at least, replace it with something better"
"Oh, all right then,” said Sandra, unaware that her clothing was starting to get damp.
The man just stood there, staring at her. Sandra started to feel uneasy.
"What is it? What are you..."
Sandra stopped, realizing how cold and wet she was feeling. She looked down at her clothing, and saw they were completely drenched.
"Wait what the hell? I didn't get splashed or something did I?"
The man continued to stare at her, now more intently. Sandra was starting to feel uncomfortable.
"Stop staring at me. You're making me feel..."
Sandra stopped again, this time gasping in shock. Her clothing had begun to turn transparent. Not only were her outer shirt and pants see-through, but so was her underwear.
As she watched, the clothing became more and more translucent, making it easier and easier to see her naked body underneath.
"Oh my god! How are you doing this? Stop it!" She yelled, trying her best to cover herself.
The man smiled and held out his hand. The clothing had become water, suspended in place.
He closed his hand, causing the water/clothing to fall and splash onto the ground, leaving her completely naked.
Sandra shrieked, still trying to cover up her naked form.
"Stay away from me!" She said, and tried to run while still covering herself. The man laughed at how she was so determined to maintain her modesty, rather then focusing solely on escape.
Not that it would make a difference.
The man snapped his fingers, causing Sandra to stop mid-stride. Her arms were for shot backwards uncovering herself. Sandra looked around wildly, unable to move her body.
The man snapped his fingers again, causing Sandra to leap about 15 feet into the air, towards the fountains stone pedestal.
She slowly floated down, until she landed on the podium. She was standing straight up, everything but her head unable to move. Though she still had to power of speech, she was too frightened to speak.
The man smiled, and started to move his hands in a flowing motion. Sandra's body began to dance. She began to twirl and sway like a ballerina. Though the rest of her body moved elegantly, her face kept a look of horror.
"P-please stop this,” she said meekly. She was still not fully able to grasp what was happening.
The man ignored her. He was watching her move, lost in thought
"The ideal pose has to be here somewhere..." He said to himself. Then smiled "wait, I've got it!"
Sandra stopped dancing. Having momentarily regained control, Sandra looked at herself, panting in disbelief.
Then, in a sudden painful jerk, Sandra lifted up one leg, leaving her standing on the other. After a second pause, the raised leg jerked back, lifting upwards behind her.
With each jerk, Sandra grunted in pain and shock.
Her arms pointed outward, becoming outstretched. One tilted upwards, the other downwards.
Sandra was locked into this strange pose. Her balance on one leg was strangely perfect.
Sandra, unable to move anything except for her head, began to cry. "Please stop this. I'm beginning you. I want to go home." She sobbed.
"You want to leave? I thought you liked it here. Besides, you were the one who wanted to see a magic trick."
"I don't want this! Please, I'll do anything you want"
"Anything? And what if what I want is for you to turn to stone?" He asked
"S-stone? What are you...? Oh GOD!" She yelled as she looked down at her bottom foot. It was now made out of stone, and was seamlessly attached to the podium. The stone began to creep up her leg. It felt like cold prickles of ice.
"Oh god. No! This can't be happening! It can't,” she yelled. She tried with all of her might to move her arms. To break off this stone covering over her foot, but her body wouldn't budge.
The stone had creped up about halfway up her leg, and was beginning to move faster
"No. No. No. No. No." Sandra began to flail her head around wildly, attempting to move herself somehow. The man just laughed at her attempts to escape.
Reaching the end of her leg, her crotch was next. Sandra gasped in shock as her vagina was sealed shut and turned to stone. The arousal of the sensation did nothing to quell her growing fear.
At the same time, her ass became petrified. It began to transform the rest of her leg, as well as work its way to her chest
"Someone help me! Please anybody! Help me"
The man laughed. He began to mockingly yell "someone help her! Anybody! Save her!" He turned back, laughing even harder. "Oh, looks like no ones around"
Her other leg was now completely petrified. Her chest was almost transformed as well. Sandra wailed in despair, as her breasts became stone.
Her arms were rapidly solidifying. Her head still remained unchanged. Sandra had reached the peak of being hysterical.
"NO GOD PLEASE! NO! PLEASE GOD HELP ME! SAVE ME! SOMEBODY! ANYBODY! SAVE MEEEEEEEE! SAVE-mppfff-mfffff".
Sandra's voice became muffled as her mouth turned to stone. The rest of her head followed suite. Her hair became nothing more then a mass of rock.
Her tear-soaked eyes, looked around wildly, before they were forced to look straight forward. They too turned to stone, completing her change.
Sandra stood, completely silent, as a naked stone statue. Sandra could only look straight forward, unable to move, breath, or even blink. But her mind remained unchanged. She could still hear, and could still feel.
"How did this happen. It can't be real,” she thought.
The man walked into her range of vision, inspecting her body.
"You! You can't leave me like this!" She thought.
The man kept his mouth shut, but Sandra heard the mans voice in her head, like telepathy.
"Oh I'm not done yet. The replacement still isn't complete"
"What?" She thought
Just then, Sandra felt vibrations coming from the base of her podium. She could hear the faint sound of running water rising upwards. She then realized in shock that water was raising up from the podium, up through the inside of her leg. It continued up through her stomach, up to her chest. The water began to build up inside her breasts.
The water from the podium began to build more and more, as the pressure in her breasts began unbearable. Finally, just when Sandra couldn't take any more, the water started to flow as a constant stream out of her nipples.
The water continued to flow out her breasts in this cycle. The stream stayed at a steady rate.
She was now truly a stone fountain. Her stone body unable to move, as water flowed out of her breasts, into the basin, and out the breasts again.
The man smiled. "And NOW the trick is done. You can applaud now if you like. Oh right" he laughed uncontrollably "oh I'm sorry? Too soon? Well, maybe you'll change your mind later. After all, you're going to be like this forever"
The words 'forever' stuck in Sandra's mind. It was at that moment that she finally, fully realized that this was real. That there was no escape. She screamed inside her mind, her heart full of despair.
The man threw some change into the fountain, and went to look at the roses.