After 3 loads, Chad was silent. Coach Martinez spent the next two periods persecuting the white jocks in his gym classes: extra laps, situps, pushups, etc. He totally ignored the jock around his waist. Finally, Chad had had enough. He tore into a rant calling Martinez racist names, and being unfair, and abusing students like Chad, and Chad gagged suddenly unable to speak. Coach Martinez had popped a boner.
"Such a mouth on you, Chad!" Martinez said with a. mean laugh, "guess it needs filling again."
Ngh! Chad screamed mentally.
Martinez had 15 minutes, so he ducked into his office and locked the door. Apparently, when Chad "spoke" now, the silver pouch of Martinez' thong expanded and contracted, and tugged and twitched at its contents. It didn't hurt that Chad's helpless lament and fury also stimulated the coach's twisted sense of pleasure.
Two loads later, Coach Martinez was two minutes late to his class, and made them all do pushups. He spotted Horst and Carter sitting in the stands talking during their study hall, and decided they should do pushups too. He wondered what Vinnie would turn them into? Maybe he could get a new pair of socks? Or a.couple Speedos?
Chad was silent after his humiliation, and feeling kind of wasted. Was it being tugged and punched when coach masturbated or was his cum intoxicating? He felt like he was.having a bad hangover.
Horst and Carter were all sweaty and stinky by the end of their study hall. Coach Martinez had made them participate with his gym.class. Their school clothing reeked.
As the bell rang and his class went into shower and change out of their gym clothes, Horst and Carter headed in too.
"Uh, uh," Martinez said grabbing each youth by the shoulder, "You two don't need to change yet. So give me five laps!" He turned them toward the field and swatted their butts. They started to run.
Coach Martinez walked over toward where Vinnie Cost was walking by the field an route to his next class.
"Hey, Vinnie! Wait up!" Martinez shouted.
"Yes, Coach Martinez?"
" I just wanted to thank you for Chad, he is the best thing I've ever worn, " Coach said.
"Oh, uh glad you uh like it," Vinnie stammered . At least Chad ended up where Vinnie intended in spite of his temporary escape.
"Here are some tickets to my show Saturday. Oh, and have you had a chance to jerk off into Standish yet? I've blown five loads into Chaddy already, and his attitude is already starting to adjust. I may ask you to make him human in time for graduation.". Chad stopped sobbing and perked up. Coach continued , "By then he will have given up thoughts of college and marriage and look forward to his life as my house boy/pig slave." Chad immediately tightened up and started shouting. Coach's shorts tented. He said to Vinnie, "Sorry, I guess Chad is hungry again. I'm going to my office to feed him. When Horst and Carter finish laps, they should be too tired to run. Don't know what you have planned for them, but I could use a new pair of socks or Speedos? THanks. Hold your horses, Chad." He trotted toward his office in the Athletic Building.
Vinnie was silent on thought.
Standish was quite noisy. Vinnie had promised to change him back. There was no way he was turning his buddies into anything. And if he thought that he could jerk off into Ryan, he another thing- gmbljrf. Vinnie's woody effectively gagged Ryan. He watched Horst and Carter finish their laps. They staggered toward him.
"So you figured out how to change Ryan back?" Horst asked panting.
"Yeah, about that Ryan seems really happy as an athletic supporter instead of an athlete. So since that's what - er,uh" Vinnie paused as Ryan twitched and screamed as best he could with his mouth full. Vinnie continued, "he wants, I've decided to leave him that way."
" Wait! You cannot! We will tell, " blurted out Carter.
"Well, I figured one of you might be quiet, if the other one was wearing the other. So which if you wants to be the other's jockstrap?"
Hors t immediately grabbed Carter, "I'll wear him!"