Coach was whistling as he unlocked the athletic center. He turned on the locker room lights, then the shower room, jocks would be arriving soon for their before school workouts. He was surprised to see the light on in the weight room/treadmill room. He went in to investigate.
There was Bruno running on the treadmill, the singlet was soaking wet and plastered to Bruno's body. Bruno was also rock hard, and tenting the singlet.
"Bruno?" asked the coach. He noticed Bruno's eyes were closed, and drool trickled out of his mouth.
He asked again, this time saying, "Chad?"
Slowly, Bruno's body turned, his eyes remained closed, and awkwardly, Bruno's jaw moved, and he said, "Yo, coach? Whoa, it worked! I guess if my wearer is asleep, I can talk through them?"
"You've been on this treadmill all weekend?" queried coach.
"Nah, but it seems singlets never sleep, so after a 60 mile run, I took him through the weight circuit, then rowing machine for a couple hours, then took him for a swim, dried out in the sauna, the calisthenics -turns out Bruno's really flexible- and then another run, weight circuit, rowing, swimming, calisthenics, jump rope, trampoline, more running, and so on."
"Uh, Bruno's asleep?"
"Yeah, the perv is dreaming about plowing my face and ass as soon as he get me off to change into a sex doll. He keeps popping boners. You're not going to let him do it, right? You're going to make Dirk and Bruno change me back."
"Of course, Chad, I need you for baseball season."
"But that's months away, and my parents will be freaking out, and I have a date next Saturday-"
"No, Chad, only people who know you are a singlet are aware of you. Everyone else, well they haven't forgotten you, but as long as you remain a singlet, they cannot think of you, unless they know you are a singlet. So today that's just 3 people. Dirk, Bruno, and I know about you. Now have you been feeding and hydrating Bruno?"
Coach asked nervously.
Chad answered through Bruno's mouth "Huh? Oh, yeah, I take water and sports drink breaks. He begged me for food, but since you want his BMI to be 18 before you let him take me off. So I only let him have sports bars and shakes. Oh, and I figured out how to use the toi-"
"Wut? Huh? Oh, coach you gotta make Chad stop, please!" Bruno said wild eyed, but without breaking stride.
Coach was silent for a bit, he glanced down at his spare tire and looked at terrified but toned Bruno.
He took off his whistle, then his shirt, and began to undo his shorts. As he undressed, he said, "Okay, Chad, let's give Bruno a break."
Bruno's hand hit the cool down button on the treadmill.
"Chad wants to know if you're going to wear him?" Bruno asked.
"Yes, but just for my morning workout, and then I have someone each period for Chad to train."
"Oh, thank you, thank you, so much coach," said Bruno as Chad had him step off the treadmill and allowed him to take the straps off his shoulders, and to peel the singlet off him.
"One leg, only," reminded coach.
The coach shoved his trainer and hairy leg in, and then Bruno pulled his last leg out. Once Bruno was free from Chad's influence, his legs felt like rubber, and he slipped, fell, and his sweat slick body slid across the rubber mat flooring.
Coach laughed and stepped into Chad wearing his jockstrap. He put his shirt, shorts and whistle back on, and climbed on the treadmill.
Chad was relieved that finally someone was wearing him with underwear, well at least he was wearing a jockstrap.
"Bruno, you never looked leaner," remarked the coach.
Bruno snored.