Chad silently screamed in disappointment, outrage, and sadness. He was being pulled away from his home! It wasn't just the hot streams of urine, it was that followed by the cold mist as the automatic flusher sprinkled him from every side at the same time. Each layer that peeled away made him more and more sensitive. By now it was as if a thousand feathers were tickling his soul every time someone used him. Three days into this experience Chad realized he was going to die in orgasmic bliss and couldn't do anything to stop it from happening. By the beginning of the second week he was okay with it. By now he was looking forward to it.
Keith pulled Chad from his backpack and took him to the sink rinsing him with water and swishing him around to clean him off. It helped to pacify the displeased urinal cake, It was a new and pleasant experience for him as he only slightly dissolved but from all sides at once.
Keith took Chad and a frying pan into the hardwood living room where Randy was waiting. "This will be amazing." Keith said dumping the pellet into the frying pan... "Do you want the honors?" Keith asked holding a huge flask of brown liquid?
"Sure" Randy said, "Just dump it, or something special?"
"Try to hit him directly, until he stops absorbing it." Keith replied
"Oh, yes, dump it on me, sweet oblivion I'm coming for you." Chad screamed in anticipation expecting the boys had some kind of acid to finish the job...
The brown potion hit chad directly and didnt splash or splatter, it was as though it fell directly into Chad, making the pellet grow in size.
To chad it felt like un-ejaculating as the memory of ever getting off and memory of how to get off were being ripped from his brain. "No! No! Stop!" he screamed still unable to communicate.
Soon he was fully reconstituted and then the potion began to revert him to human. as soon as Chad's leg separated from the pink blob of his body, he was no bigger than an average loaf of bread. He began desperately thumping his way toward the bathroom. He had to get back to his happy place, he was there once, he could get back, right?Dragging the urinal cake which still constituted most of his body felt good but nothing like earlier today.
The boys just stared in amazement and laughed at how Chad's mental state changed over the last two weeks, He got to the stairs and as his arm separated he pointed in desperation casting a pleading glance at the boys, making them laugh harder..