"Oh, oh, oh, oh," moaned Snake, as Ryan's rubber rod buried itself deeper in him while his arms up to his shoulders, and knees vanished into Ryan's maw. His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt the hot thick rubbery liquid filling his ass, and his own cock exploded inside Ryan. "Aaaaaaah!" Snake exclaimed, and then he vanished. A few moments later the black rubber drone spat out a handsome rubberized jockstrap.
Then Ryan stood there, as if waiting instructions. Snake lay conscious and immobile on the floor. Fuck. He was a rubber jockstrap just like Ryan had been. If someone blew their load in him, he'd be a friggin' drone like Ryan. He had to- damn, there was nothing he could do. Why did Ryan just stand there? He had stood there until Snake had given him orders. Oh, great, no one was in the house to order Ryan around or to put Snake on. Let's see his mother would be home at 8 tomorrow morning, she was working night shift at the hospital. His brother may or may not show up. He would probably try Snake on. Maybe if Snake could communicate with him? He wasn't sure.
Suddenly, Ryan moved. He received a command?
The drone walked over to Snake's smart phone, and keyed in a number.
"Hello?" answered a young male voice.
Vinnie? Or Carter? It wasn't Horst, he would have answered "YO!"
"Whoa, Ryan, is that you?"
Videocall - hey that's costing me like $1.25/minute shrieked Snake in his mind.
"Cool, so where are you?"
He panned the phone around the room, and aimed at the jockstrap, and then at a picture on the wall of Jason in his graduation cap and gown for senior photos.
"Whoa! Snake's a rubber jockstrap too?"
Ryan nodded silently looking into the screen.
"Cool. Okay, put Snake on, and head to school. I'll meet you in the courtyard by the cafeteria. I may not be able to change you back, but I think I found a spell that will make everyone accept your current state as normal for you. Maybe for Snake too?"
No-no- this is not normal! shrieked Snake as Ryan stepped into him, and snapped him into place.
Snake suddenly felt Ryan's rubberized mind, and his own mind became woozy and programmable.
GO TO SCHOOL. That was the only thought in Ryan's or Snake's head now. Ryan left Snake's house wearing Snake, and walked along the sidewalk the ten blocks toward school.