Snap.
Blue rubber Chad was gone.
Chan yelped.
He pulled and tugged and twisted Chad to no avail.
"Not so bright jock boy, only way for you to change back is to be bathed in my cum, and there's no fucking way that I can cum in this cock cage. So how do I take you off?" Change demanded.
Fingerprint lock, Chad answered.
Chan put his thumb on the smooth panel above the base of his cock. Buzz.
"It didn't work."
Didn't say your Fingerprint.
"Well, if it's yours you're outta luck, so I'll just have to cut you off."
Titanium alloy, anything powerful enough to remove me will probably take your junk with me.
"Grrrr, wha-"
You just have to get a guy at my school to release you. It's a specific guy's thumbprint that will release you, but I think you will have to humiliate yourself to get his hands on your junk.
"Okay, so who's this guy? Your team mate, coach, lab partner?"
Chad was silent. Chan set his jaw. He knew Chad had told him the truth, and that the stubborn jock wouldn't name the key to his lock. Chad probably thought humiliation would make Chan sympathize with Chad, and Chan would change him back. But Chan had never planned to change Chad back, and he certainly wouldn't now. He would however make sure once he was freed to make sure every guy he humiliated himself with would taste his cumulative.
Chan pulled on some loose running shorts, socks, shoes and a hoodie. He ran toward Chad's school, it was Saturday, but there were bound to be jocks there.