Dickie stopped running abruptly.
Rick and Bruno didn't know that he knew about Chad or that he now was wearing his brother. He also didn't need to take the bus, because Chad's car keys weren't going to be used by Chad now were they?
Dickie ducked into a nearby bathroom, and headed to the farthest stall. He took off his jeans and hung them on the back of door. Then he whispered, "Chad, you're too small, you're crushing my nuts."
He peeled Chad off him, and sighed in relief as his cock and balls flopped free.
"Hm, you were able to move after Rick came in you. I was listening outside the sauna door, and ducked behind the lockers when Rick and Bruno came out. Now they're looking for a blue Speedo, but if I cum in you, maybe I can change your shape, size or color, or all three. What do say we have a go? Red spandex boxer briefs size XL."
No. No. No. Chad tried to scream as Dickie's hand filled his flimsy Speedo body, then wrapped his Speedo clad hand around his cock. He started pumping. Three loads later, Chad was three sheets to the wind, and Dickie noticed that Chad's fabric body seemed different. He pulled the shimmering blue thing up his legs. Chad wasn't red, but he definitely fit better, and he was no longer a Speedo, he now was definitely a pair of trunks. A few more loads and he might become boxer briefs.
Dickie put his jeans on over his new blue spandex shorts, and headed for the locker room. Hopefully, Chad's car key was in Chad's locker. Now what was Chad's combo again?
Dickie turned the corner and walked straight into Rick.
"Watch where you're going, Dickie? Hey, what are you doing here?"
Dickie had forgotten about Rick and Bruno still being there.
"Uh, Chad. I'm looking for Chad, he said he would drive me home today."
Rick balked, "Chad who?"
Rick glared at Bruno, who shrugged.
"My brother. Your teammate on the football team. That Chad."
"Maybe he knows, maybe he's wearing the Speedo?" Bruno blurted out, grabbing Dickie's jeans and pantsing him. "See blue - er, dang it's just underwear!" Sighed Bruno.
"Pervs," said Dickie pulling up his jeans.
He headed toward Chad's locker.
Rick giggled, "Bruno, you should've seen your face when you saw he wasn't wearing a Speedo."
"At least he wasn't commando."
"You think we should tell Dickie that he's not going to get a ride home from his brother?"
"Oh, dang we forgot Chad's car is still in the parking lot!" Exclaimed Bruno