No longer able to speak or move as a human, Chad encircled the root that connected his master's torso to his cock and balls. He wasn't flesh and bone any longer, but he was sort of, just configured differently. His master thought he was a plastic cock ring, but the hard shell was calcium rich. Chad's skeleton had become an exoskeleton. He vibrated in simulation of heart rate and breathing, though he truth he no longer respired. He no longer ate or drank, but he could absorb nutrients through his hard exoskeleton. His mind was spinning. He remembered being Chad, being the football star, being the ladies man, but now all he wan't was to be where he was. He was around his god's power rod and procreation sac, the words were what he thought, though he struggled to remember it was just his master's cock and balls. Something about the transformation made him more than subservient. He wasn't just owned, he didn't just have a master, he belonged to his creator, his god. He struggled words from deep memories, from his conscience challenged his new "understanding" - "THOUGH SHALT NOT HAVE FALSE GODS BEFORE ME..." , "ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL...", "CHAD, YOU ARE EVERY GIRLS' DREAM"...
He tried to shake his head to clear his thoughts, but he succeeded in shrinking and expanding his diameter, and the stimulation had his master rock hard. Who was his master? They had known each other when Chad was human. Chad was sure of it. He knew lots of guys, and lots of women. The guys? One of them was his master. Why couldn't he remember his master's name. Maybe master shouldn't be his master? If he could remember? Maybe he was a bad quarterback? Was this his punishment? Or was he a good quarterback? Was this his reward? His thoughts ran in circles now. No beginning, and no end. He was cock ring. He was where he belonged. NO! He was Chad he was a jock, he was human, he was a man, he was a cock ring, he was where he belonged. No! He was Chad....
His master moaned softly. "Oh, dude, if I knew you would be such a good cock ring, I'd've ringed you years ago, mmmm- yeah. Who caes about a fucking football championship, when you're the perfect cock ring. Mmm, huh. Ah? Oooh, I gotta figure out a way to turn you off and on, or I'll be walking around with a constant hardon, moaning, and blowing loads all day," He sighed. This could be a problem, one he hadn't considered. He tugged at the ring, it seemed to tighten to hold itself in place, whenever he tried to pull it off. Custom fit. Damn. He hadn't planned to take Chad off, but now he realized that wearing Chad constantly might creat complications. He sighed. Well, he'd take advantage of his stimulated throbbing cock now. There were asses that needed plowing. But Monday might be awkward, if he didn't find a solution.
Chad couldn't see his master's face, just the towering cock, and the forest of pubes. In the sauna there was a bare ass, two giant globes lightly dusted with hair. It was attached to someone, but Chad's perspective was limited, and the ass was waiting for Chad's master. The master climbed up on the bench. The sauna room was so hot. The butt cheeks parted. Chad didn't really care about whether it belonged to a male or a female, it belonged to his master's cock now, and it was Chad's job to make the experience as pleasurable as possibly. He throbbed with excitement. His master moaned. The rod slide deep into the waiting hole, Chad was buried between the soft sweaty globes of flesh, and his master's pubes. He glowed as he worked to further stimulate his master. Trapped between the mounds of flesh, he barely heard the words spoken by the two lusty people making love in the sauna.
"OOf! Oh, yeah. You wearing Chad?"
"Yeah, he's the perfect cock ring."
"Best sex ever."
"oooh, yeah."
"Mmm!"
"Aaah!"
"Mmm - uh, can I play with Chad when we're=uh-hah-uh-uh-"
"You can play with Chad, but he's too small to come off my cock now. He shrank to fit. Huh, oh, oh, yeah, I think he's really good at this I blew my load, and I'm already almost totally hard again. Oh, yeah. Let's see how many times I can cum in you."
"Oh, yes!"
Chad was lost in the moment. Hot cum and ass juices leaked over him. He absorbed it all. It was intoxicating to him. He redoubled his efforts to milk his master dry. He was cock ring. He was sex. He was worshiping his god. He cock ring. no Chad, human, whispered a small voice. COCKRING. WORSHIP. COCK RING. WORSHIP. COCK RING. WORSHIP. no, chad, human. COCKRING. WORSHIP. COCK RING. WORSHIP. COCK RING. WORSHIP. COCK RING, SEX, WORSHIP. COCK RING. SEX. WORSHIP. COCK RING. COCK RING. COCK RING. chad....