"Whoa, it's all squirmy!" gasped Merrick, as Coach Sinclair handed him the living swimsuit.
Chad was freaking. He wasn't being worn for the first time in forever, and felt so empty, but he could feel his humanity returning. He had to escape, he had to be human again.
Merrick stared as Chad's face pushed out from the Speedo pouch, and the Speedo grew from a few ounces to a few pounds, as it twisted and expanded in Merrick's hands.
"PUT CHAD ON NOW, MERRICK!" Sinclair shouted. The idiot was just standing there watching Chad start to change back.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sorry, Chad, but at least you'll get to be in the pool when our team wins," Merrick said as he forced a foot into the shrinking openings of the Speedo waist and leg. "Oooh, tight fit! And you've put on weight, Chad, more like a drag suit than a water polo suit," Merrick commented.
"Nuh, puh-leeth, don't put me on," gasped Chad managing a breathless whisper.
"Put you on? Well, if you insist!" Merrick pulled the suit up burying his manhood and ass inside the globby mass of flesh and fabric that Chad was at that moment.
"Nuh!" squeaked Chad.
The suit quivered and struggled, and shrank to a perfect fit. Merrick grinned. He was sporting a boner.
"Say, uh, Coach Sinclair, mind if I go get better acquainted with my new suit," Merrick said blushing and snickering at the same time. His hand covered his tented crotch, and gripped his erection through Chad's pouch.
"The new male bonding," commented Sinclair wryly. "Sure go jerk off a few loads into Chad. It should remind him he's not our MVP, you are, and if he ever wants to be human, you will win the championship."
"What if I wanna keep him? After we win?" Merrick asked.
"Well, I suppose I you might make a good Speedo for the JV water polo captain?"
"No worries, I'll give Chad back. But now I'm going to have some fun."
"Have fun," Coach Sinclair said as Merrick disappeared toward the sauna, steam and shower rooms. He added out of earshot, "Never said I would change Chad back, but I do want to win the championship."
Chad kept squirming and struggling, even after he was all Speedo again. He could taste Merrick's semen leaking into him. The ass was planning to jerk off into him. Chad knew his squirming was helping make Merrick hard, but he didn't care. If he could only escape.