Ben clicks the option for the telepathic link as he sits on the bed with the condom just laying there without a package, the black piece of protection looking unused and ready to slide over his admittedly large cock as it remained hidden behind the noticeable bulge. Awkwardly picking up the condom, Ben wasn’t sure how he should even look at his best friend as a voice rings in his mind.
“B-Ben! Why aren’t you turning me back!” Matt says with alarm as he is picked up by the giant, his small rubbery body feeling warm in his clutches. He sounded much more meek than before, having not only been used but lost had taken its toll on the condom, it’s vision down into Bens hand as he was holding it backwards. The condom didn’t even have any features of Matt from before, the previously plastered on face completely replaced by solid black rubber. “Could you t-turn me around? I can’t see anything but your hand...”
“Huh? Oh whoops, sorry Matt!” Turning Matt over, Bens warm hands held him with care to not drop or hurt him. Matt felt weird as he was held almost possessively, finding himself enjoying the kind attention despite his current situation. Looking at the condom in his hand, Ben lets out a deep sigh. “Look... I don’t know how to tell you this but...” Ben looked up at the ceiling, his hands starting to fidget with Matt as his circular body was rolled around. He felt somewhat dizzy but enjoying the feeling of being played with, as Ben squished him pleasurably he realized what he was doing and quickly stops with an apologetic look. “Gah! Sorry, I just...”
“It’s o-ok.” Matt tries to reassure Ben, he was his best friend and he sometimes got nervous when giving bad news. Matt felt himself brace for the worst, but didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable about it. “Y-you can still fidget with me if it will help you...” He promised Ben years ago that he would help him in any way he could, and vice versa. Plus as a bonus it made him feel good so there was no harm he thought. Ben quickly accepted his proposition, once more rubbing Matt around in his hands as the soothing touch let Matt fall into a lull of comfort and pleasure, his entire body like a large erogenous zone.
“I just checked with the Chronivac support team... and not only will they not let you change back but... you were erased from everyone’s mind as well...” Ben does his best to explain to Matt what he found, the condoms initial worry growing worse as it explained of why they were in his room. Strangely to Matt as he was being rolled around the news didn’t seem as horrible, maybe lost in the pleasure helped him come to terms with his new existence. “I don’t know if we can make a new life for you with just an hour and a 60 min cooldown. I’m sorry Matt, if I never tossed you and just waited this never would of happened!” Ben stops rubbing Matt as the situation hit him hard, Matt no longer being used was forced to think about the situation as well. His life, his friends and family, his dreams were just gone, not even having existed to anyone besides Ben and himself. Matt would of cried if he could, but more than anything he wanted Bens soothing touch again. Maybe...
“Hey Ben, d-do you mind using me again?” Ben looks down at the condom in his grasp with surprise, through his worry his bulging cock was once again growing larger as it pressed against his jeans. “I-I don’t really want to think about this right now, and it was amazing before as well... please?” Matt begs, just wanting to be lost in the pleasure again. Ben couldn’t help but to rub his crotch at the cute way the condom, his condom was begging to be used. Maybe he would be better for Matt to stay this way after all? He did seem to want it, and this was one of Bens biggest kinks.