Joe heard Mark talking about how much money could be made in B horror films. Low budget slasher films and creature features could be money makers. The idea inspired Joe and he returned to his room to begin research. Leaving behind Mark and Brad scouring the internet.
Brad and Mark relaxed as revelers trickled in. Larry and Mark lustfully walked in with a bevy of babes. Along with men lured in by such a group of ladies. Mark sucking on a distinctly liquored drink forgot about Larry’s form and began hitting on the busty brunette. Larry said, “Mark, you are in no way my type.”
“It’s cool. I totally dig ladies too. How about we find one to share?” Mark said in a slurred speech.
“If I enjoyed male company at all you wouldn’t be on my list.” Larry said his disdain visible.
Mark sloughed it off, “Your loss. But I am not one to hold grudges, so if you change your mind I’ll be around.”
Larry rolled his eyes telling himself that Mark was disgustingly drunk. With a compulsion to fetch women to the party completed Tommy and Larry headed straight to the medallion to retrieve their male forms. Breasts deflated into pectorals. Dicks replacing clits for pleasure sources. Retracting areolas into more reasonably sized ones. Features squaring off while losing their female charm. Hair reducing into shortened styles. With a quick clothing change they returned to the party. An evening of enjoyment and inebriation followed. Brad succeeded in finding a cheerleader of questionable intelligence but physical features that fit his parameters. They shared a mutual encounter and slept soundly. Larry enjoyed a chat with a fellow lower elementary major. They discussed their excitement to mold and teach young minds. Larry mentioning his building children’s book collection for when he entered the field. Yvonne appreciated the tip. Parting with a platonic hug Larry headed to bed as the party wound down.
Mark increased his intoxication levels till he passed out slumped on a recliner. His punishment a penis drawn on each cheek spurting toward his mouth. Tommy met Angela a doey eyed coed whose heart sped up meeting him. Their conversation interrupted by Janet who decided to use Tommy as her latest conquest. Angela conceded the field not up to combat a powerful personality like Janet. Seducing Tommy she found a companion with excellent stamina and even technique. They slept the sleep of the satisfied.
Joe woke early to prepare for the day. Breakfast, shower, and dressing he left the house by eight thirty. A stop at the a Realtor office around nine. Mental control got Theresa to begin paperwork. Calling the sellers Joe work down the price beyond its already steeply discounted number. Joe used the saving from his computer work. Speedy processing beyond the scope of normal practices got Joe a key and paperwork filed for the transfer of title. With them in hand and the medallion he drove off.
An industrial property with an as is tag. Buyer responsible for clean up of any contaminants. Joe unlocked the gate and walked onto the property. Tendrils extending from his feet flowing through the ground absorbing any heavy metals or pollutants altering them so they were harmless. Dirt and worms to help nurture the soil.
Joe then became amorphous flowing about the ground closing cracks in cement and holes in walls of buildings. Resetting panes with glass and repairing those destroyed by vandalism. Regenerating worn supports and rusted metal. Sucking in broken glass and other remnants of parties past. Quickly removing graffiti marring the walls. Next he found an office to set up as his own. Squaring himself off with four posts. Emptying the underneath for his chair as well as drawers. Separating from the desk he then split becoming different screens with a desktop computer. Trailing himself out in a cord into a three button mouse. Satisfied for the moment he drove home to recruit staff for his movie.
In a warehouse he could create any set he desired from haunted house to woodland field using the shapeshifting medallion. He pondered what movie to create. Mark talked of low grade horror movies with scantly clad women in flimsy easily torn free. Joe could simply make a porno but the idea didn’t inspire him like it might Mark. He desired something with a modicum of plot. Not a fuck fest. Perhaps an old school sci-fi fifties type movie. Pondering that arriving home Joe opened the door.
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