"He looks too real. Like someone painted him blue. Everyone would know it's really Chad and not a lookalike sex doll. You said he would look more generic like a real sex doll that vaguely resembled Chad," Rod protested.
Chad was in heaven. He was in Rod's arms, where he belonged. He could hear Rod speaking, but he wasn't listening. He didn't care what Rod said, as long as he cradled Chad is his big strong arms, close to his chest. Chad's own heart had stopped beating as soon as he turned blue, but he could feel Rod's heart beating while Rod held him close.
"Heh, just use him- it 5 or 10 times. Each load deposited makes him more generic. After Bruno's party this weekend, it will probably resemble a Grape Ape pool toy," laughed Rick.
"Grape ape?" Rod asked.
"Ancient cartoon character," laughed Rick, "a big purple gorilla, like King Kong. But sweet and not to bright like our former MVP here."
"Oh? He's not going to turn purple is he?"
"Dunno. Does it matter?"
"No, guess not. You're gonna turn him human after Spring Break?"
"That's up to you. Here's the antidote. Just coat every bit of him inside and out. Be sure to wear a condom, rubber gloves, galloshes, rubber wetsuit or other protective gear. "
"It's that dangerous?" Rod asked with concern.
"Nah, it's a universal antidote. It'll turn Chad to normal, and if you get it on yourself, we'll? Um, before you sprayed yourself with canned Chad didn't you have to um, wa- manscape twice a week. If you don't want to um, manscape again, don't get any on you."
Rod grimaced, and looked down at his smooth muscled chest. He pursed his lips, and asked, "Condom?"
"Well, like I said antidote everywhere, or he may end up with rubber obstructions in his throat and bowels. Besides, I know you'd hate to lose an inch or two off your shlong," Rick replied pointedly.
"Truth. Uh, how do I deflate uh, Chad?"
"You can keep calling Chad, if you like. Odds, are unless he's really enjoying himself as a sex doll, Chad will probably have a blank memory, when he's restored. "
"But he remembered being sprayed and being a jockstrap?"
"Guess, he liked it," Rick said tritely. He grabbed Rod by the shoulder and guided him toward the towel cage. "Now let's get Rubber Chad broken in." He motioned to the towel boy Ty, and Ty left the cage and opened a locked store room. Rick guided Rod and Chad inside.
"That's Chad, Rick?" Ty asked.
"Yep!"
"Sweet!" Ty said closing the door behind them.
"Wait, Rick! Ty knows?"
"Of course, Ty knows. How else do you think I could have transformed Chad so easily? I mean a bit of string, an aerosol can, a piece of candy. Those can transform anybody, but they can trigger the transformation. Ty's been conditioning Chad all year since Summer Pre Season workouts began. Each time Chad showered, he got a specially treated towel. He's been absorbing my special potion for months. He's super pliable, how else could I have changed him into a sex doll with a little bit of candy. Now we three will fill Chad's three holes and begin his reconditioning from Champ to Cunt."
"Uh, he only has one hole," Ty commented.
"Watch and learn," Rick said grabbing Chad from Rod. He flicked Chad's erection, and it bounced up and down. He added, " Watch closely. Now you see it, now you don't."
He grabbed the inflatable penis, and shoved it and his fist inside of Chad. The rubber doll's mouth and eyes opened wide. Chad was ripped from his place of joy and security back to reality.
"Okay heads, tails or cunt?" Rick asked.
"You got a three sided coin?"
"I got a D&D die," Ty offered.
"That'll do. Roll the die. A multiple of 2 fuck the mouth, multiple of 3, fuck the ass, and one or prime numbers other than 3 get the cunt."
Holding the die, Rod asked, "If we all get the same thing, what happens?"
"Chad gets really stretched," laughed Rick.
Rod rolled the die.