"Yo, Max! Who is my good boy! Yes, Max, you are good boy, yes you are. Oh, what's this in your mouth, boy?" He said as Max dropped the dog slobber soaked Speedo in his hand. " Oh, good boy, you brought me another pair of jock boy's dirty undies? No, wait this is his Speedo. Sweet, I can't wait to jerk off in them. You get two treats for this one, Max. You are such a good boy! " Rico said.
Chad was indignant. Rico was in Chad's class, and his mother had hired Rico to help take care of Chad's dog Max about 3 years ago. Rico walked and fed and watered Max in the morning before school, and in the evening after school, and on weekends he washed Max. And it would seem that all the clothing Max had stolen from Chad had been bought by Rico for one or two dog treats. Chad was furious. The pouch of the Speedo moved with Chad's angry rantings.
"Whoa! This Speedo is fucking alive!" Rico exclaimed . He leaned in closely, and asked, "Is that really you, Chad?"
Chad stopped ranting. Rico could help him.
He mouthed, "Yes."
" Sorry, not so good a reading lips, Mr. Speedo. How about you nod yes and shake you head for no? " Rico suggested.
Chad nodded vigorously.
"Okay, question one are you a genie, shapeshifter or other magic creature?"
Chad rolled his eyes and shook his head no.
Rico smiled. Now he asked, "Do you have Chad's face because you are Chad's Speedo?"
" Rico, I am Chad! " mouthed the Speedo slowly.
Rico understood, but played dumb. He shrugged. He repeated his last question.
Chad looked exasperated, but shook his head no.
"But if you have Chad's face embossed on you, and Max brought you to me, you have to be Chad's Speedo. Why else would have Chad's face?"
" Because I am Chad! Johnny Sako turned me into a Speedo! You have to help me, Rico, please! "
Rico played dumb, even though he was able to make out each word that Chad had slowly and carefully mouthed.
Then he seemed to have an idea. He asked, "Are you really Chad transformed into a Speedo?"
Chad nodded so vigorously this time that Rico almost dropped him.
"But how did this happen?" Rick asked.
Chad shrugged.
"Did you change yourself into a Speedo?"
The Speedo swung back and forth in his hand, as Chad shook his head no.
"Somone else changed you into a Speedo?"
Chad nodded yes.
"Hm, well I'm sure whoever did it must have had a good reason, right?"
Chad shook his head and shouted no.
He looked with pleading eyes at Rico, and mouthed help.
Max barked.
"Oh, no worries, Max, I haven't forgotten you. We will go to the park soon.". He added, " times like this I ask myself "WWCD?""
" what would Christ do? " parroted Chad.
Rico laughed, "No, Chad. Not what would Christ do? What would Chad do it he found a hot cheerleader transformed into underwear?"
Chad's eyes went wide. Rico went behind a bush, and stepped out of his jeans. He was wearing one of Chad's old jockstraps. Rico pulled it off, and as he stepped into Chad, he said, "Chad would wear her home."
No! No! No! Moaned Chad as he snapped into place. Damn, Rico's uncut cat brown coco looked like the sea cucumber he had to disect in Bio Class. Worse yet Rico wore a larger size than Johnny. Chad somehow stretched to cover the extra flesh.
Chad had expected the jeans to go on next, but instead Rico pulled the jockstrap over the Speedo. The stinky pouch effectively gagged Chad. Then the jeans were buttoned and belted in place.
" You know Chad, I have been wearing your jock for 3 weeks straight without washing. And Max likes me to run with him, so you should be drenched with my scent before the day is over. I'd love to thank this Johnny Sako guy in person, but he'd probably want you back. "
You're not going to help me? Chad mouthed from under the jockstrap pouch.
"Don't what you are saying, Chad, but keep it up. It feels great! Okay, Max get over here. As soon as you are leashed,we are running to the park."
Woof! Woof!