Chad was elated when he heard someone coming into the shower room. Maybe Chris or Keith had changed their minds or-
Assistant Coach Castillo sauntered into the shower room. Chad could smell the beer on him. Whenever he lost bets on a game, he'd get drunk and come to the school weight room to work out his anger. He must've lost really big this time because he sauntered and staggered at the same time. His tee shirt and shorts were drenched with sweat. He kicked off his shoes and sock, and stripped naked. The dude was ripped and only 4 years older than Chad. He wasn't much of a coach either in Chad's opinion. At least as far as football, water polo and baseball went, but Bruno said he was good for the diving team and okay for the swim team. Chad heard the water come on. Castillo looked at a half used bar of soap near him, but then he saw the pink cellophane.
"Virgin soap bar? Mine!" he called like he struck gold. He ran across the empty wet shower room floor to grab Chad. Chad half hoped he'd slip and break something, but no such luck.
He literally tore the pink wrapper off Chad with his teeth, and spit out part of the wrapper. Then he started lathering up the soap under the water stream.
"Aaaaah! Damn, this is better than sex," gasped Chad.
"Whoa! I'm higher than a kite. My soap thinks lathering up is better than sex?"
"You can hear me?" asked Chad.
"Of course, I can. No need to shout. You sound like our whiny quarterback."
"That's because I am Chad. Listen please Coach Castillo, these two guys Keith and Chris they somehow shrank me and changed me into soap. I think you can only hear me because I'm physically in contact with you. They were..."
"Say, you're, Chad? Heh, heh. And lathering is better than sex? Let's see? Shall we?"
"What? Huh? No!" shrieked Chad as Coach Castillo began rubbing Chad against his hardening cock. It took a good 20 minutes for Castillo to cum, and by that time Chad was sure he'd lost at least 20 pounds. The cum and lather mixed and electric sparks flew.
"Sheet!" shrieked Castillo dropping the soap and slipping backwards on the tile floor. He hit his head and was out cold.