"Oh, yeah, Chad, I know you're one of those sumo-inflatable fat suits. I gotta try you on," Brad said pulling his inflated brother down from the ceiling.
"Well, that's not exac-" Rudy started to explain.
"Here, Randy, was it?" Brad said peeling off his shirt, "hold this."
"Uh, no it's Rudy, sir," Rudy was intimidated by the now naked hulk of a man whose shorts, shirt and jockstrap he was now holding. Brad had been barefoot when he came in from the kitchen.
"Rudy, good boy. Now get my iPhone out of my shorts, I want you take some pix in my Chad suit, so he can see how I looked. Since he won't see much while I'm wearing him."
Brad shoved the sole of his barefoot against Chad's face pushing his head and neck into his own torso. Brad pushed until his hardening cock flopped against Chad's back. He turned and twisted Chad's body to get his leg inside Chad's inflated leg. Then he raised his other leg and squeezed his foot and leg down Chad's neck opening, and guided it into the other leg. His erect cock disappeared, and he wore inflated Chad's headless body like a skirt.
"Nnnngft!" shrieked Chad through his sealed lips. "mnf-pl..." He was quickly muffled as his head disappeared inside his inflated chest.
"Cool, now take a photo of me as a Chadtaur. Then help me get him the rest of the way on me, and make sure my dick ends up inside his dick."
"He's pretty inflated already, and he might pop?" Rudy said nervously, as he took a photo. "Oh, say "CHEESE!""
"CHAD!"