Eventually it became dawn and Trent explained, "I think we should go back, it's getting dark." "Yeah," Shawn explained, "Wouldn't wanna crash into something.", as he turned and they both flew home just before it became to dark to see the ground below them.
"It was fun, but all this merging makes me tired", said Trent as the plastic pilot climbed out of Shawn's cockpit. He gave his ring a mental command and ended up, all in the nude, holding a tiny plastic pilot his his hand, putting it down on the table again. Meanwhile Shawn as getting to split up again. This time he was more careful. At first he split of the plane, leaving him a rocket suit opossum. He put the plane back on the table and the pilot to his right place. Then he split the rocket suit opossum figurine, leaving himself in his old and nude form.
Trent yawned, "Now I only need a place to crash." and Shawn got an idea. He went to another room and fetched an inflatable mattress, just like the ones used on pools. He rolled it out on the ground and started to pump air into it. As it took shape, Shawn unplugged the pump and laid down on the mattress, activating the ring. Gradually he and the inflatable dissolved, reforming in Shawn's old form. This time, however, it was made out of sheets of vinyl, with his arms, legs, head and private parts artfully sculpted out in vinyl, and his eyes printed onto it. Instead of a belly button he had a nozzle and as he moved he was squeaking a bit. Trent grinned and grabbed his inflatable friend saying, "That'll do" as he went to the bedroom and laid down with Shawn next to him. The inflatable reached down and gently stroked his friend's penis until it got fully erect. The he positioned his vinyl ass above it and pushed it over the boner. The waves of pleasure made his own member erect, though with no way to release, it stayed at way. Wiggling his ass around Trent made the human pen
is finally shoot all his load into Shawn before they both fell into slumber.