As Chad headed for the sauna exit, but when he pushed on the door, but something was blocking it. He looked over at the heating controls, and saw the knob was missing. He pounded on the door, and tried to open his mouth to shout, but his lips seemed to be glued shut.
Rick's face appeared in the sauna door's window.
"My, my, Chad, blackface is so politically incorrect," Rick said.
Chad pounded on the glass.
"Shatter-proof, besides rubber just bounces off stuff," Rick said with a smile.
Chad pressed his rubbery face against the glass. He shouted through his sealed lips.
"Mfpt. Mfpt. Mffft!"
"Yeah, too bad you decided on a sauna. Heat just speeds up the process. At the rate you're going, you should be fully cooked by midnight. It's only 7 now, so I have time for dinner and beers before I come back to collect you. Oh, and Chad, this isn't a prank, it's permanent. I own you-"
"NGH!" shouted Chad.
"Well, you will change your tune when your brain is rubberized. And then you will be owned. Hahaha!" Rick double checked the weight bar jammed in the door.
"See you in a few hours, Toy boy," laughed Rick.
Chad kicked and pounded against the door for at least 15 minutes straight. Only when he realized his skin was completely coated in thick black rubber. He twisted his neck to look and he could see no flesh on his backside either. All that exertion, he just sweat more rubber faster. Chad couldn't even sigh. He sat down with his head between his legs. He didn't know what he was becoming, but he didn't want to be Rick's toyboy.
Chad concentrated. He had to get out. He had to -.
Chad's black rubber-coated cock was now rock hard. He couldn't think. He started jacking off. A black ooze exploded out of his cock and drenched Chad's face. It kept pumping like a geyser. Layer after layer of rubber coated his body with thickening rubber. At last there was a break in the streams of rubber. Chad leaned back exhausted.
He thought, so that's what multiple orgasms feel like. No wonder girls rave about them. He smiled or would have if his rubber coated face could still show emotions. He stood up. Damn, his cock seemed permanently erect. He stared down at the big black rubber thing, and realized it looked like a big dildo. He got back as far as he could and ran as fast and hard as he could at the door. He did it again, and again. Each attempt, Chad thought he bounced back further. The barbell clanked as it moved, but not enough to allow the door to move. The last run he bounced so hard off the door that he hit the opposite wall and bench, and bounced up toward the ceiling like super ball. He lay on the floor of the sauna sobbing black rubber tears.
The janitor entered the shower room area at half past nine. He spotted the barbell out of place right away, and managed to heft it off the door. He glanced through the door window into the sauna, but didn't see the black blob that was Chad lying on the floor. No one was in the sauna that he could see. So he went about his chores.
Chad did hear the barbell move away. He figured it was midnight, and Rick had come to collect him. By the time he managed to get to his feet and out the sauna door, the janitor was wearing his iPod and mopping in time to the tunes. Chad stared at his shiny black rubber body in the full length mirror by the exit. He didn't look human. He looked like some sort of rubber sex doll. He glanced at the clock on the locker room wall. A quarter to ten. He had time. He need to get help. He headed to his locker. The lock was gone, and his locker was empty. Rick. He shook his head. He was naked, except he wasn't. He was coated in black rubber.
He looked around, and then exited the building. He started to run. His rubber thighs squeaked as he ran. He knew he was sweating more rubber, but had no choice. He ran hard and fast, and he ran...