The more Nagito looked at the golden feet before him, the more he thought fucking them seemed like a good idea. He didn't remember having a foot fetish, but his head was starting to fill with static; he couldn't remember much of anything. As he grabbed the golden legs and started thrusting, he felt his hands grow cold, metallic and numb. The word "Midas" lingered in his mind, along with the static. But he could still fuck the feet, so Nagito didn't care. With each thrust, and as he got closer, the static blotted out more and more of Nagito's mind. Eventually, as he came close to cumming, it suddenly became incredibly important to Nagito that he slow down and let his cock turn. It was vital he not cum ever again, and stay a frustrated and horny statue. By now his mind was a soup of static and lust, so he didn't question the compulsion; Nagito's tongue lolled out as he looked blankly forward and his body continued its metamorphasis.

BlackWidow69x said:
@Pinky XD Even down to the petrification of the Midas Touch, hmm~? Well, I suppose someone would eventually break the curse spell and you could go on to your other kinks ;P

Like the feetsies? :P

Pinkanator said:
Oooooo yessssssssssss <3