Ryan lay in the heap of lost and found all night, unable to move or do anything. He soon realized when no one came by the next morning thst it was the weekend. Outside of a few jocks that might show up to use the facilities, it was unlikely that anyone would come into the locker room and very unlikely he would be picked up. As the morning turned to afternoon, a few athletes walked in and right by Ryan, changing and showering. By the middle of the afternoon everyone was gone, and Ryan gave up hope of having an exit plan until Monday, or later.
However, the locker room door opened quietly, and a few moments later he felt someone reach into the lost and found bin and pull him out. He wanted to reach out right then, but was caught off-guard and scared of being dropped again if he was too eager. Instead, he focused on who it was that grabbed him, and saw the kid from yesterday, Mikey, looking around nervously as he dropped his pants and started to reach to pull Ryan's jockstrap body over himself. The jockstrap was too large for his smaller body, and he started to sob, which confused Ryan.
"Please, I just want to be bigger, I don't want to be picked on or joked about being so small and weak." Mikey says out loud. "Maybe some of Snake's hormones rubbed off on you, and you can share them with me."
Hmph, so that's his deal. Ryan smiled internally. Perhaps this arrangement would work out nicely.
Mikey gasped as he felt the jockstrap fit him better. He didn't feel as if it had shrunk, but something odd did happen.