Chad opened his mouth to receive the rival quarterback's cock in his mouth. Instead of pubes, he found himself staring into the other quarterback's eyes. Then he felt something firm yet spongy press against his rosebud. In his hew mattress form, apparently, his ass and mouth were on the same side.
"Nah-ah-aaghghh!" Shrieked Chad as his cherry was popped.
"Oh, yeah, everyone said you were uptight. A real tight ass, just the way I like them. Love, l-l-loo-oos-sen-ning up tight h-h-h-holes!" The topman said as Chad sobbed in time with the in and out rhythm of the man plowing him.
At last the onslaught stopped. The brute leaned over and French kissed Chad. Chad's face sank into the black rubber until only his eyes, nose and mouth stuck out of the shiny blackness that his body had become. Then the man whispered, "Don't speak. Good bye, Chad. Hello, Mattressboi! That's your new reality. Accept it. Embrace it. Clench your ass muscles. Work it boi, milk my cock and maybe I'll make you human when I get a new mattress. "
Chad didn't believe it for a minute. But he was clenching and unclenching his ass muscles, as he tried to milk more loads out of his rock hard owner. Dude must have mega dosed on Cialis or Viagra, he thought, but remained silent. Mattressboi was compelled to obey- Chad struggled to think of his name, of his identity, but he could only get flashes of that former reality now. His name was ch-Mattressboi. He had been the star mattress on the football team? The football team slept here?
Come on, come already. Mattressboi was covered in slick sweat. Maybe it was condensation on his rubber body? The other quarterback's dick remained hard, but after his last load it would be a while before his now raisin size balls produced any more loads. The guy started snoring. Chad saw a droplet of drool form and hang from his lip. Chad strained to stretch his tongue to catch it. Yes! The glob of saliva was on the tip of his tongue. Chad swallowed the loogie. He should have been grossed out, but he was no longer Chad. He was mattressboi. He worshipped muscled men with cocks waiting to come in him.
The dollop of spit had refreshed him He concentrated with renewed vigor to milk the quarterback with only his ass muscles. He had to do it. He prayed softly that the guy would come again soon. What was his name Quarterback? Master? Uh, Chad? Why couldn't mattressboi remember?