Whistling while he walked with the fucked up tackle dummy with two new holes dripping cum on the locker room floor, Tyler smiled. He was tempted just to toss the cummy mess in the equipment room until Monday. He really should take Chad to the janitorial sink and wash him out thoroughly, but that would take too long. He walks over to the sauna, cranks the heat, and then sets the dummy on the top bench.
"Yeah, Chad, you must be sore all over. A nice hot sauna is just what the doctor ordered. It will bake all your buddies' loads of cum right into you. Heh, heh," laughed Tyler, as he shut the door.
Chad was silently screaming the whole time. Why couldn't anyone hear him? Somebody had to help him. Didn't they?
He felt the heat permeating his very being.
Meanwhile, Tyler finished his rounds to collect any stray towels or articles of clothing that had been left. Then he went back to his towel cage, and took out his tablet and started streaming his Netflix. The school wifi was way better than what he had at home. He ordered a pizza, and figured Chad would be baked in an hour.
The cum dried into a gooey gluelike substance in about 15 minutes. The sauna was already hot when Chad waa tossed in. Another 15 minutes, only a dried crusty residue remained.
The pizza arrived, and the series was captivating. Ty binge watched.
Two hours of intense heat, and the silver dummy started to get gray splotches on it. It started to tremble on its own. Chad didn't notice at first. He felt like he was wearing a wetsuit in the sauna. A slimy layer of sweat formed between him and the rubber. He started to rock back and forth. He fell from the top bench on to the lower bench. He was startled. He had moved. He felt his limbs starting to reform. His mouth started to moan. It was frozen in the o-shape that Bruno drilled into him. He wasn't human yet exactly, but maybe he would be.