Rick hung Chad dripping from the ceiling hook in his small locker. Then he dressed. He transferred Chad to his empty tall locker, and locked it. A couple minutes later, Chad heard the combo spinning, then a click. The locker opened it was Bruno. He silently picked up Chad and tossed his own damp Speedo into Rick's locker. Then he relocked it. He held the Speedo up to the light.
"Yeah, I can make out his face," Bruno commented, "Stupid, Chad, you're smiling. You think I rescued you? Nah, Rick was going to make you his were-Speedo. Every time you see a bare ass - that is a full moon, you become a Speedo. If I left you in that locker, by morning you'd've been human. Me on the other hand, I wear Speedos 24/7. You'll always have a full moon inside you. After a few months, you'll probably forget you ever were anything other than my Speedo."
At those words, Bruno stepped into Chad.
Bruno walked over to the full-length mirror and admired the tight fitting Speedo. It really hugged his manhood and buns. He looked at his bulge. Then he reached in the suit and tied the draw string around his cock root like a cock ring. The bulge grew bigger. He patted the bulge of his new Speedo, and said, "Welcome to the rest of your life, Chad - or should I just call you, Speedo?"
He put on his sweats and went home.