"Well, that's 4 for you Rod, and 3 each for Ty and me. Now look at the doll face compared to this photo of Chad," Rick said holding up his phone next to the blue doll head impaled upside down on Rod's penis.
Rod burst out laughing.
"Damn, you're right. The doll's facial lines have vanished, his nose is less pronounced. He looks like a generic male face. After Bruno's party, I'll bet his ears and nose will be completely gone."
"Prolly," yawned Rick, "like I said, "Grape Ape". He'll look like a fucking pool toy."
"Uh, how do I deflate him, and how do I clean him up?" Rod asked flipping the doll over a couple times, and not finding an air valve.
Chad was three sheets to the wind. He had been horrified when he realized that his buddies Rick, Rod, and Ty were going to fuck him. But he understood that it was so he wouldn't be recognized at Bruno's pool party when the rest of the team would fuck him. He didn't question anything he heard, because he was now literally a total airhead. Rod, Rick and Ty were only doing this to protect his identity. The thought that Rod shouldn't take him to Bruno's never entered his head. Then they started fucking him. Chad hadn't realized that the pain that "woke" him was Rick inverting his cock and balls into a pussy. Only when a thick velvety shaft slid inside his cock did he comprehend what happened. Then their semen made contact with his new rubbery skin. It was like vodka shots down his throat, up his ass, and in his pussy. Three two ounce shots and Chad would be drunk. Ten shots, and Chad was barely aware of what was happening.
"That's the best part, Rod, Chad is a self-cleaning sex doll. No washing required. As for the valve, it's up his ass. See!" Rick said as he fisted Chad, and pulled out a tube with an air valve at the end. He pulled the valve open. Air hissed out. Rick squeezed Chad and the air rushed out faster.
Chad felt the air rushing out of his ass. He felt so empty, so sleepy, so... When he was empty, Chad no longer was capable of being aware, let alone thinking. He slept dreamlessly unaware that Rod was rolling him up before stuffing the deflated former stud into his gym bag with his dirty gear.