Rick's lips form the word, NO. At the same time Rod, Chad, and Warren are screaming No in their minds.
Vinnie blinks. His outstretched hand catches four shiny new rubber condoms. He looks around trying to figure out where Rick went, but shrugs. He got the condoms, now he and his buds were going to have some real fun. He plodded down the stairs holding his prizes in his upraised right hand.
"Got 'em!" he shouted.
"Right, now let's have some fucking fun!" said Bruno.
Nerdy gay sex, moaned Rick.
Whose fault is that? said Rod.
Not again, sighed Chad.
When have you been a condom? asked Rick.
Not a condom, but filled with cum.
Oh.
What's with Warren, is he snoring again?
He has narcolepsy, Chad answered, was a problem when he played football. He fell asleep and got tackled, people thought he was dead until he started snoring.
Lucky dude, he's going to miss be used. I hope the girls are hot.
It's a jock party remember.
There were some girls earlier, Rod commented.
Oh, said Rick, with my luck, I'll get the girl, and you lot will get the guys. I really want to fuck up Vinnie's ass. I cannot believe he got me turned into a condom.
Us turned into condoms, Chad reminded Rick.