Dylan was so exhausted from his jerk off session, rubber body stretching, and reabsorbing Chad that he fell asleep.
Chad lay silent in Dylan's balls, until Dylan started it rocking gently in his sleep. Chad didn't quite know what was happening, but soon he was being pumped up Dylan's shaft again. Only this time he was constrained. He oozed inside the rubber singlet that Dylan was manifesting. It inflated like a balloon, but because it was part of Dylan's body, there were no openings to escape. Soon it looked like Dylan was wearing a fat suit. Chad couldn't see this, he was just moving, flowing around Dylan's sleeping naked body. He concentrated on Dylan's nakedness. He didn't know whether his thoughts were transmitted to Dylan or whether that when Dylan entered a deeper sleep his concentration to maintain a singlet waned. Either way, Dylan was naked, and warm white rubbery liquid Chad was forming into a human shape standing over him.
Chad tried walking, but he was so weak from his ordeal. There was a full-length mirror on the basement wall. He saw his white almost luminous reflection. I am human, thought. He concentrated, and his hair seemed to yellow, and his skin developed a pale peachy glow. He kept staring and concentrating, soon his reflection looked normal. He sighed in relief and took a step. His body sloshed. He might look human, but he was still liquid rubber cum.