Chad was wobbly weak-kneed, and naked as Dirk, Bruno and Rick hoisted him onto a table. Someone turned on a floor lamp and angled it to spotlight Chad as his body twisted, contorted and changed from flesh to shiny red fabric.
"Whoa, Chad, looking good!" Shouted Bruno.
"Dirk, why don't you put Chad on while he's still changing, then he'll custom fit you," suggested Rick.
"Wha-?" Gasped Chad as Dirk climbed on the table next to him.
Dirk now towered over dwindling Chad. He was at least twice as big now. Dirk began to strip. Then totally naked, he began to dance with two foot tall Chad. He pulled Chad into his crotch and stretched his ruby red arms around his waist. They fused to become the waistband. Then Chad looked down at his legs. They had fused together and were swinging between Dirk's legs. Then they swung up through the legs fusing with the waistband and shrinking to pull Chad's flattening head and torso against Dirk's hardening cock. The fused legs shrank deep into Dirk's ass crack as the g-string of Dirk's new thong.
The crowd was howling, videoing and photographing Chad's animated facial expressions as he struggled to resist becoming Dirk's thong. The outline of Dirk's cock and balls became more pronounced, as Chad's features became less and less apparent. When Chad was all thong. Dirk did a little dance on the table as everyone applauded. Chad was seething.
Dirk climbed down from the table, and whispered in Rick's ear, as someone cranked the music louder, "So if I take Chad off, he'll become human again? As long as I wear him, he's just a thong, right?"
"Yeah, pretty much, why?"
Dirk laughed, "Oh, and you better let me know when and where your 25th Class Reunion will be, I wouldn't want Chad to miss it."
"Yeah, right!" Laughed Rick.
Dirk pulled his pants and shirt back on, and headed home.