Rick rubbed his chin, and then burst into a grin. He doubled over with laughter slapping his knee, and the pulling the banana from his armpit. Then he waved the banana at Chad, and said, "Banana hammock! Hahahaha! I get it. Hm, I wonder."
He keyed something into the phone. Then he set the phone and banana down, pulled down his trousers.
Chad was screaming in his mind, but he stood subserviently waiting orders as Rick exposed his naked manhood. Rick picked up the phone, and hit the execute key on the app.
Instantly, Chad's mouth opened and he dropped to his knees. He thought he was going to be forced to give Rick a blow job, but he was wrong. As his mouth engulfed Rick's cock and balls, Chad's butt cheeks spread and he deflated. His flattened rubber body flew between Rick's thighs and wrapped itself around Rick's ass, waist and shrank and tightened until Chad was little more than a black rubber band with pouch.
Rick laughed again, as his cock hardened and stretched its rubbery prison.
"Chad, the banana hammock! I can't wait to get you home."
Rick pulled up his pants, and headed back to his motorbike.