Just as the door opened, Chad's dick exploded. No cum came out, but a loud rush of air like the sound of someone making a raspberry. His penis vibrated violently, as his entire body began to deflate. Chad's attention totally shifted from the door to the field house to his crotch, and his collapsing rubbery knees. He was squatting in a heap of deflating rubber with his flattened arms like empty rubber gloves stretched out before him, when he saw the two shoes appear. He looked up at his secret admirer. He tried to speak, but as he was almost completely deflated, he only managed to ask in a faint hissing voice, "Hyhyhyo-o-ou?"
"Yes, Chad. It is I. And in case you haven't figured out, you are deflating and shrinking into a pink rubber balloon."
"B-b-a-ah-ah-luh-oon? L-like uh cun-dum?"
"A condom? Hm? Well, there's an idea, I had only intended a balloon, not an inflatable sex toy or condom, but I'm flexible, and the rubberized you certainly is flexible."
"H-sish," was Chad's unintelligible reply. All the air was out of the rubber skin, which continued to shrink and become a brighter pink as it shrank.
Finally, it stopped moving and shrinking completely. The secret admirer reached down and plucked the spent balloon from the field house floor. Two hands firmly gripped Chad at both ends and pulled in opposite directions, stretching him. He wanted to scream, but there was no air left in him. After snapping him a couple times, the secret admirer raised Chad's one opening to a pair of waiting lips, and started to blow.