The screen flashed: Boys Athletic Department Baseball Equipment.
Chad felt oddly nauseous as he tapped the details link. His cock grew hard and shot out from his body. His penis was now the length and shape of a regulation baseball bat. He gasped as he felt the weight of the bat and now two baseballs hanging from his crotch. He ran his fingers over his fleshy leathery stitched baseball sized testicles. He looked back at the screen.
1 Equipment Sack
1 Baseball Bat
2 Baseballs
3 Sandbag Bases
1 Home Plate
1 Batting Helmet
1 Catcher's Glove
1 Catcher's Mask
1 Baseball Glove
3 Athletic Supporters
3 Athletic Cups
1 Coach's Whistle
2 Baseball Caps
4 Wristbands
1 Batting Glove...
There was enough gear for 3 people. Pitcher, Catcher's and hitter - but wait 9 Athletic Cups, 9 Athletic Supporters, the inventory was growing. Chad felt empty inside. He collapsed into his canvas skin. His skin was the Equipment Bag. He felt himself going to pieces. He passed out.
When he came to, Chad was lying on the grass out next to the baseball diamond. Coach Sinclair was shouting. Chad was disoriented. He had been scanning the QR Code. He was the baseball equipment bag? Wait. He wasn't just the bag. He was the contents of the bag too.
"Okay, Rick, Bruno get the bases out of the equipment bag, and put them around the diamond. Then you two can distribute the gear to the other players and we can start on baseball practice."
"Aw, coach, I'd rather be swimming," whined Bruno.
Rick was already rummaging inside Chad. He pulled out the 5 sided home plate and one of the sandbags. He said, "I got 3rd base and home plate, Bruno. You do 1st and 2nd."
"Hey, no fair! The bag's right next to wear 3rd base goes, and 1st and 2nd bases are way over there!" Bruno complained.
"Hustle, boys! Get the bases on the field. Then distribute the jockstraps and cups, caps and gloves."
Bruno stuck his head an arms into the Chad bag. "Hey, the bags are way at the bottom! Huh? Coach, do I gotta wear a strap and cup too?"