Rick laughed at naked Chad licking his hands. He really thought he was a cat. The black collar had grown downward at upwards from its place around Chad's neck. His shoulders, chest and upper arms were clad in shiny black leathery rubber material. Within an hour, Chad would be completely encased in his catsuit. Then Rick would convince his new cat slave that he had been a cat, which Rick had made human. He grinned. He always dreamed of owning Chad, he just never thought it would be this easy. He looked at the squeaky toy in his hand, and squeezed it. Chad's black rubber ears sticking out of his blond thatch above his real ears perked up. He turned to look at Rick. The black rubber had completely coated Chad's torso. Rick grinned. Once Chad was encased, there was no turning back.
"Good kitty," he said.
Chad crawled toward Rick on all fours. He really thought he had paws instead of black gloved hands, and feet. He let Rick scratch him under the chin not realizing that he was losing all the things that had made him Chad the Quarterback, and he was becoming Chad Noir, the black cat slave.