Chan blinks. He is staring through blue fabric covering his head. He turns toward the mirror. Chad's all over him. He is a blue zentai. Chan laughs.
"Good one, Chad, but I don't have any costume parties scheduled this weekend, " Nick Chan said as he felt around for a zipper. "Guess, you'll spend the weekend in my locker after all." Nick paused and sighed,"No zipper, so I can't take you off? Think again, Speedo man." Nick started jenkins off into the zentai.
Chad was smirking up at Nick with his cock and balls inside his mouth.
"No-ugh!" Gasped Nick, as Chad enveloped him again. He had concentrated on Speedo, but Chad had concentrated on an image from Nick's open bandage magazine.
Nick was gagged with a dildo, and there was one shoved up his ass, and his arms and legs were pinned to his body by heavy straps. His head was encased in a heavy eyelets hood. He couldn't see or move.
Now Nicky boy, I don't think you'll be cumming anytime soon. So tell me how to break this curse.
I can out wait you, Chad. You need my cum, it's addictive to your new form. Besides, I have friends who will be looking for me.
And I don't?
Well, they might be looking for Chad, but not for a bandage suit or Speedo.
Hm.
Ow! You can move! Exclaimed nick as the straps tightened.
Talk!