Todd carried Chad home. He unfurled the yoga mat, formerly the star high school quarterback, on to his bare mattress. Todd took out the spray can, and lightly sprayed the mat. Chad was facing down into the mattress, but he heard and felt the spray on his backside. He was all tingly. His heart soared, Todd was changing him back. Todd flipped the yoga mat over, and sprayed the other side lightly. Chad's eyes and mouth opened.
"Oh, thanks, Todd, I'm glad you decided to change me back," Chad said gratefully.
"Huh? Oh, actually, I haven't decided what to do with you yet. I thought I'd sleep on it, and decided in the.morning," Todd said lowering the rolling pin on to the mat.
Chad's response was muted as the rolling pin rolled over his lips and eyes. Soon Todd was sweating. He peeled off his shirt and pants, then resumed flattening Chad further. It took over an hour, and half of Chad lay draped across the floor. Chad's silent screams had evolved into nonsensical gibberish as he became thinner and thinner. Todd's torso was shiny and slick with sweat that dripped from his body as he continued to move the rolling pin back and forth across the ever thinner beige material that had once been human.
Too started whistling the school fight song that was performed at all the football games. The tune helped Chad to focus in spite of being reduced to a paper thin rubber fabric. He was horrified to be spread out across Todd's mattress and the floor. He focused on Todd's whistling, and realized Todd was only wearing briefs that were straining to contain his massive erection. Oh, crap, thought Chad, Todd's getting hard flattening me. There's no way he's planning to turn me back, even after he "sleeps on it." Huh, no? He would not, would he? "Sleep on it"? I am as thin as a sheet and twice as long as one sheet now, he cannot be planning to sleep on me? Can he?
Todd examined his new beige sheets. Which should be the top sheet, and which the bottom? He smiled, and produced the ostrich feather he had used early. Gently, he waved it back and forth across the sheets. Chad laughed, and his mouth opened. His voice was a thin whisper of his former self.
"Todd, bro, man you had me going there. I actually thought you were going to use me as your bedsheets, and sleep on me," Chad whispered.
Todd laughed and began repositioning the sheets and tucking the edges under his mattress.
"That's exactly what I plan to do, bedsheets boy."
"But why did you give me back my mouth, if you're going to use me as sheets?" Chad asked.
"Sheets with benefits, had to find your mouth to make sure when I made my bed that your mouth was conveniently located. When have proven yourself a good cock sucker, and if you agree to continue in that role, I may change you back," Todd said shucking his shorts, and climbing into bed.
Chad made a gagging noise in protest as Todd's hard cock slipped into the pocket in the sheet that was Chad's mouth. Todd reached up and turned off the light. Then pulled his nice warm rubbery, leathery sheets up to his neck.
"Okay, QB, it's a standard BJ play. Let's if you can score or if you're going to remain sacked," said Todd.