A Solid Idea

Many months ago, Hina came across a petrification and reversal potion. One to turn her into stone, and one to turn her back into a fleshy, breathing, human being.

Being turned into stone was sort of like being cryogenically frozen, except that you could still witness what happened. Your experience would be limited to whatever your eyes were looking at before turning into stone. Hearing and feeling anything would become much more difficult too, but you could still think, so there was that.

For Hina, that was all she needed. She had found out she enjoyed the idea of being exposed without people recognizing her. Her first experiment was when she first found the elixirs and took a risk by only leaving a note out for her unsuspecting roommate, Sandra. In the note, Hina explained what she had done, and how Sandra could reverse the effects. Sandra would only come home a few days after Hina had written the note, giving her a few days to experience the effects of the elixir.

With that thought in mind, Hina got undressed and sat in front of her mirror. If she was going to turn into stone, she might as well have some fun, she thought. The idea of being a naked statue was a huge turn-on for her, as she quickly found herself on edge during the petrification process, but also unable to reach climax anymore. Unfortunately for Hina, Sandra was not a saint either, and she enjoyed taking things a step further for her own amusement.

Discovering Hina in her petrified state, she read the note and came up with a delightfully mischievous idea of leasing Hina off as a suggestive piece of art to a local art gallery for a few months, before finally having her brought back to reverse the effects.

The experience was so much more than what Hina had in mind, but she was in no position to argue. With her mind in a constant state of arousal as her body was petrified while on edge, Hina struggled to keep her sanity while waiting for Sandra to recover her. And after being exposed in an art gallery for four months, Hina had practically lost her mind.

Thankfully, Sandra did keep her promise and eventually had Hina returned to administer the reversal potion, finally turning Hina back into a flesh and blood human being, and granting her the opportunity to find release. Months of pent-up arousal lead to a mind-shattering orgasm to the point of passing out, only to regain consciousness later, for her orgasm to continue right where it left off, repeating the cycle, over and over, until she had released all of her stored-up orgasmic energy.

Hina's exposure to such heightened levels of arousal had made her petrification interest evolve into her favorite kink. Ever since, nothing got her more excited than being turned into stone. Hina had become determined to learn how to brew her own petrification and reversal elixirs, and started using any excuse she could find to turn herself into a statue again. Birthday party? A garden statue. Fancy party? A waitress statue holding a plate with drinks. Sandra was always there to administer the reversal potion after the events ended, and the guests were none the wiser.

The learning process for brewing such elixirs did not come without its fair share of obstacles, though. After a long search, Hina had come across the recipe for the petrification and reversal elixirs, but there was a problem... Some of the necessary ingredients for her potions required enchanted ingredients. Though Hina was not a witch herself, she did not take 'no' for an answer.

Eventually, Hina found an alchemist's store that sold all the magical ingredients Hina sought. Upon arriving home, she immediately started brewing the potions in excitement, not taking another moment to fact-check any of the ingredients before starting the brewing process. The magical ingredients were all correct, granting the potion its magical transformation powers. However, one specific non-magical ingredient was off.

The recipe called for a sedimentary rock, though it did not specify which. Hina assumed any would do, and bought some mudstone. However, the writer of the recipe assumed it to be logical that the type of sedimentary rock required for the potion would have to be limestone or sandstone, as they were the only sedimentary stones commonly used to carve statues, and had not felt the need to specify this in the recipe.

As a result, Hina's potion did not petrify her into a stone statue, but instead liquified her into a muddy, slimy amassment of goop. She assumed the reversal potion would still work on her liquified state too, so with all her strength, she attempted to stack herself and slide the potion off of the table to fall onto her.

She succeeded, but quickly found out the potion had no effect, as she had crafted a petrification reversal potion. Unable to reverse her liquification, Hina had no option but to await Sandra's return.

When Sandra came home many hours later, she was greeted by a gooey blob resting on top of a set of Hina's clothes. It tried to communicate with Sandra, but without lips to talk with, it could only spew goo.

Sandra looked around to find an explanation for what had happened, and saw some empty vials, a seemingly random assortment of ingredients, and an old parchment containing recipes for a petrification and reversal potion.

Putting two and two together, Sandra realized that the blob on the floor was Hina, and that she likely somehow messed up the recipe. Judging by the empty vials, Sandra also concluded that the reversal potion had not worked.

Sandra left the room without a word, much to Hina's dismay. A few minutes later, she returned with an empty five-gallon water jug.

"Sorry I took so long. I had to empty this one first," she said, placing the jug down. "Now, how do I get you in here?" Sandra wondered out loud. "Oh! I know!" she exclaimed, as she once again left the room.

When Sandra returned, she brought a vacuum cleaner, a hose, and a roll of tape. Without explaining herself, she connected the ends of the hose to the vacuum cleaner and the jug, securing them with tape to make an airtight seal.

"This might hurt," Sandra said. "But I'm not going to touch you with my bare hands either!" She turned on the vacuum cleaner and, at a surprising speed, sucked all of Hina into the vacuum cleaner, depositing her into the jug. When she finished, Hina's gooey being filled the jug entirely.

Staring at the jug, Sandra complimented herself for finding such an exquisite solution on such short notice, fully ignoring Hina's predicament. She disconnected the hose and twisted the jug's cap back on tightly. "You know," she said, a mischievous smile emerging on her face. "I think you might actually take on the shape of that jug if I just leave you in there... maybe if I'd refrigerate you, I could turn you into a big gelatinous cube."

Hina couldn't respond to any of Sandra's teasing threats, but the idea certainly made her gooey heart skip a beat. Ever since the art gallery, Hina had acquired an affection towards losing herself, mind, and body. Especially by Sandra's hands. Her awareness and involvement made the idea so much more arousing to Hina. She could swear it made her gooey form turn runny. Was that how she got wet now?

"In all seriousness, though, you've gotten yourself into quite the mess," Sandra said, poking the water jug. "I don't have the slightest clue on how to reverse this, so it might take a while for me to figure this one out... I'll see what I can do. But, no promises." Sandra then left the room without giving any further explanation.

Hina was certain Sandra would, eventually, find a way to help her. After all, Sandra was more than just a roommate to her. She wouldn't just give up on her like that. At least, Hina told herself that. She had to, not to lose hope.

*****

Meanwhile, Sandra had gone to the public library, which was right next door to the art gallery, where Sandra had previously displayed Hina for several months. During Hina's stay, Sandra had visited on several occasions to check in on her.

One of those times, Sandra had run into Emily, a self-proclaimed 'art witch'. She called herself that because of her extremely lifelike statues, which she also displayed at the gallery.

Emily had taken a special interest in the art piece known as 'Hina', as the detail of this statue looked just as lifelike as her own statues, which were in fact her petrified subjects. Though, Emily never gave away her secret.

Emily approached Sandra and asked her a lot of questions about her work as a sculptor, "How many statues have you made? How long have you been in the business? What lead you to create this piece?" Many more questions followed, with which Emily tried to decipher if Hina was just a really good statue, or a petrified human, as she suspected.

Sandra never admitted to Emily having transformed a real person into a statue, which, technically, she indeed hadn't, Hina had done that all by herself... But Emily saw right through her answers either way.

In the following months, Emily kept a close eye on Sandra, which led to her finding Sandra frantically looking in the public library for books about witchcraft.

"You do know all of these books are purely fictitious, right?" Emily said, leaning against a bookcase.

"Of course! Why would I ever be looking for a real witchcraft book?" Sandra nervously replied, startled by Emily's unannounced appearance.

Emily remained quiet and slowly raised an eyebrow at Sandra, inquiring her to go on.

"It's not like my friend accidentally turned herself into mud and I'm desperately looking for a way to reverse it," Sandra followed up. She had failed her mental persuasion check and did not manage to fool Emily in the slightest.

"So that's what happened!" Emily chuckled. "I was certain that your statue at the art gallery the other day was a real person. Nobody carves with that much detail without at least partially relying on magic."

"What are you trying to say?" Sandra asked, somewhat impatiently.

"There's a reason I'm 'the art witch'," Emily explained. "I petrify my statues too, though I do give them some touch-ups when I deem them beneficial to the piece. If you're not a witch, and your friend turned herself into mud, I'm certain she's no witch either. Using mudstone is a rookie mistake. The recipe for petrification elixirs needs a basic understanding of witchcraft to know you'd specifically need a sculpting rock of the sedimentary types, either limestone or sandstone."

Sandra was baffled. Within seconds, Emily had figured out what Hina did wrong. Did Emily write the recipe? What other spells were out there? And could she help restore Hina?

"Okay," Sandra admitted. "I believe you have more expertise on this than either of us do... Can you help us?"

"Help?" Emily asked. "But of course, I can!" Her face turned smug. "What's in it for me, though?" she asked.

"If it works? Whatever you want," Sandra said. Although, after seeing Emily's mischievous smile appear and remembering her earlier works at the gallery, Sandra quickly added, "within reason."

"Hmmm... What if I turn you into a statue as you're holding the mud reversal potion?" Emily suggested. "Mudslimes can't die from starvation or dehydration, so there's no risk. I'd unpetrify you the next day. Just to give your friend a scare."

"Hm. Fine," Sandra reluctantly agreed. "But at least let me show Hina that I have the potion before you petrify me."

"Of course," Emily said. "Meet me tonight outside your place at 8." She turned around and started walking away.

"My place?" Sandra replied confused. "I haven't even told you where we live?"

"Don't worry," Emily said matter-of-factly. "I already know."

That's exactly something to make me worry, Sandra thought. It's not like I have a choice, though...

Returning home, Sandra approached Hina, who seemed to be looking more like a watery liquid than a clumpy accumulation of mud. Little did Sandra know that Hina had become so watery because she had started enjoying the idea of being stuck without a way to turn back.

"Alright," Sandra said. "I found a way to turn you back... but you owe me, big time." She pondered, weighing her demands. "From now on, whenever you want to do anything 'magic' related, you let me in on it," she said. "And when you do, I get to have some fun with you too."

With all her might, Hina tried to make a nodding motion using her goopy mass. Being stuck in the water jug, meant her 'nodding' consisted of rocking the jug back and forth.

"I take it we are in agreement then," Sandra said. Seemingly at a perfect timing, the bell rang. Sandra checked her watch. It was 8 PM. "That would be your reversal potion arriving now," she said, smiling mischievously.

Sandra left the room and approached the front door. To her surprise, Emily was nowhere to be found when Sandra opened the door. All she could see was a bottled-up elixir, placed in the middle of the porch.

"Emily?" Sandra asked, looking around. There was no response. She waited for a few moments, but Emily didn't show. "Guess it's a freebie, then," Sandra said to herself as she picked up the elixir and returned to Hina.

"Ready to become human again?" Sandra asked, swirling the elixir in her hand. "You know, maybe I'll just leave this here for a day for you to look at." Her face displayed a smug grin. "So close, yet so far away," She laughed. "If only you could open that jug from the inside, maybe then you could climb out and reach the elixir... Poor Hina..."

Continuing to swirl the elixir around, Sandra turned her head sideways, looking at the elixir, when suddenly she noticed a shape appear in the reflection of the bottle. Sandra tried to turn around, but it was already too late. Her body had already started to rapidly petrify. On the outside, Sandra still displayed a smug pose and grin, but on the inside, she was shocked and perhaps even a bit afraid.

As the petrification spread throughout Sandra's body, Emily moved in front of her. "Such a perfect pose," she said, admiring her new masterpiece. "It's so much better when they stop expecting it. Such genuine expressions..."

Emily brushed her hand against Sandra's face. "I think I'll exhibit you in the gallery for a while as well, along with your potion," she said and laughed. "Maybe not quite as long as you displayed Hina, but long enough for you to start forgetting what that potion even does."

Emily tapped the glass bottle, which had not been affected by the petrification spell. "Let's hope nobody knocks you over or steals that bottle," Emily chuckled. "You're only getting the one. Better hold on tight!"

Turning around to face Hina, she crouched, bringing her face closer to what she presumed to be the approximate location of Hina's face. "Hello, Hina," she said friendly. "Pleasure to meet your acquaintance." She removed the cap from the jug. "I'll let you out to 'stretch your legs', be back next week!" she said laughingly, magically lifting Sandra up to take her petrified body with her.

Days passed. At times, Hina had considered dragging her gooey mass to the art gallery herself, but the arousal of not turning back kept Hina's form too fluid and runny to be able to even escape the jug. With the cap removed, the 'door' was wide open, but Hina could simply never focus on solidifying enough to escape her plastic prison, leaving her fate dependent on Emily's word to turn Sandra back and the elixir still being in Sandra's possession...