Chad listened to Chris and Keith talking, but they couldn't hear him. He was just a frigging bar of soap. Well maybe it was a good thing that they believed he was unconscious, maybe they would give him a way out by revealing their plan.
Cock attendant? Those boys are seriously demented. Chad wished that he had pounded them both in the past. He snickered. Being shrunk down to doll size had always been one of his fantasies. He wouldn't mind be Bruno's cock attendant, not that he'd ever say that to him or anyone. But when he was wet, he should be able to communicate. Hm, now if he could get to the right person, he might be full size when Keith undoes his spell.
Gawd, no seriously, thought Chad as he was tossed into the box of soap bars in the supply closet next to the shower room. He was going to just lie there and do nothing for 48 or more hours? This totally sucked. He couldn't even scratch an itch? Now why did he think that? Now he was itching...argh.