"That Bruno makes a sweet drink," mumbled Jeremy, as he and Rick staggered arm in arm supporting each other.
"Yeah, I guess, but I -um- prefer Everclear. Want some?"
"Oh, yeah. But I don't want to miss Chad's roofified pussification."
"Wait is roofified even a word?"
"Don't matter you know what I mean, right?"
"Oh, yeah, but Bruno's gonna be disappointed. Chad's not going to show his face here tonight. But he's gonna end up drenched in cum all the same,"Rick said.
Chad realized that Rick thought he was still wearing Chad, and had no idea that Chad was actually on Jeremy.
"Seriously? Dang, I gotta be part of that."
"Jeremy, you really wanna plow Chad?"
"Oh, yeah, you got no idea how badly, Rick."
Rick laughed, and tapped the tented outline of Jeremy's mushroom tip stretching Chad's pouch. "I think I do."
"Les go up to room - s'over the garage- and I'll let you in on a secret over a glass or three of ever clear, buddy."
After they disappeared up the staircase to Rick's room, Bruno's watch alarm chimed.
"Ooh-kay, it's party time. Rick and Jeremy should be putty in our hands," said Bruno gleefully. He scanned the partygoers, and asked, "Where are they?"