The fabric became flesh colored, and then reshaped into a muscular naked young man. He gasped for air, as his lungs worked again for the first time in what felt like forever. The big blond youth has a raised red brand across his torso in two inch high letters: "PROPERTY
OF
LOU
COST".
"See, Lou, it's not your property. It's Ryan Standish from my high school," Vinnie said pleased at himself for restoring his school's MVP football and baseball star.
"Shut up, Vinnie! I want my lucky jockstrap back!" Lou whined.
Instantly, Ryan jumped to his feet, pulled Lou toward him, then Ryan dropped to his knees. Ryan begged, "Please, Lou, don't make be your jock- schtrup".
The last word was distorted because Lou had noticed that the tan drained from the blond young man to the beige color of Lou's jockstrap, so Lou had shoved his manhood into Ryan's mouth gagging him.
"My jockstrap!" Lou proclaimed, and Ryan rapidly shrank to become his jockstrap again.
Vinnie stared in disbelief. How? Did Lou do that? Or was a jockstrap now Ryan Standish's natural state. He swallowed hard. He was in no shape right now to try to change Standish back. Maybe when Lou took Ryan off?
Lou looked smug and snapped his waistband.
"He's my jockstrap now," Lou said with a smirk, "when I'm through with h- I mean it, I may give your boyfriend back to you, Vinnie. Then Lou turned, so his buttocks faced Vinnie. He farted loudly, and left Vinnie alone in the room.