Chad was soaking with cum. Johnny's and Chaz' half-dried cum now mingled with Enrique's three loads. He felt buzzed like he'd finished a six pack of beer, Chad felt warm all over. He could sense his fabric self thickening. Slowly he grew from onionskin thickness to wet suit thickness. Enrique's hand moved. Chad was back on Enrique's cock, and Enrique started jerking off in his sleep. Chad gulped down another load. Somehow his mouth formed around Enrique's boner. He was a face, half a head, the rest thick rubber Speedo. Chad blinked. He had eyes, a nose, mouth, tongue, and that was about it. Sleeping Enrique's hand rose up and down impaling Chad's half formed throat on his hard cock. Chad just swallowed it. Load after load, Chad dozed. When he woke it was about 4 am, His nose was buried in Enrique's sweaty balls and pubes. Enrique's slimy cock was glued to Chad's cheek. Chad sniffed Enrique's scent of sex. He slowly lifted his head. Chad felt his knees on the rug next to Enrique's bed. He realized he had arms and hands again. Slowly, Chad lifted himself off Enrique's body and bed. He stared down at the handsome naked youth, and licked his lips. His eyes kept drifting back to Enrique's cock and balls. Chad felt a hunger in him. He was human again, he should leave, but he needed more cum. Enrique looked so handsome lying there nearly naked on his bed. Though from his new perspective Enrique looked a lot smaller than he had when Chad was a cum rag Speedo. Chad dropped to his knees. He leaned in and gently kissed Enrique's cock. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed Enrique's cock, and began to suck. Enrique opened his eyes. It was a good dream. He dreamed of Chad sucking his cock, and now he was.
It was 6:30 am when Enrique's alarm went off. He opened his eyes. He felt pleasantly exhausted. Enrique had such a wonderful dream. He climbed out of bed, and looked down at the blue Speedo he was now wearing. It looked new. There was no sign of the loads of cum he had filled it with earlier. He paused to wonder how he had put it on in his sleep. He shrugged. He peeled off the clean Speedo and hung it on the back of his door. He pulled on some shorts, grabbed his towel and headed down the hall to take his morning shower in the shared bathroom. Chad hung on the doorknob. He felt oddly happy. He wasn't human. He'd need a lot more cum to change back, and then he'd probably suck himself back into being Enrique's Speedo again. At least he thwarted Johnny's plans, maybe a little.