Bill came into Bob's room, while Bob was in the basement playing videogames.
"Bob? Dude is always borrowing my shirts. I got a date, and I wanna wear - not in the closet," Bill said. Then he lifted the hamper lid.
"Whoa? What do we have here? Lil bro is kinky? Or maybe it's some sort of wetsuit?" Bill said lifting Chad out of the hamper. "Oh, there's my shirt!" He fished it out from under Bob's underwear, and crinkled his nose. He had tossed Chad aside on the floor, but now he picked him up.
"Well, let's see how you feel when someone borrows your stuff, Bob. Hm, wonder how you put this thing on?" He slung Chad over his arm, and Chad felt himself changing. He was becoming a rubber suit instead of an inflatable man. He was empty clothing, and Bill was going to try him on? He had thought it was bad enough to have Jim's cock and balls in him, but somehow having a whole guy, a stranger at that inside him was making him freak. Bill stowed Chad in a bag for later, put his shirt on and sprayed heavily with cologne to cover his brother's stink. He did have a date, and the rubber suit that his kid brother loaned him might make the date more interesting.