Chad kept fingering his 3 holes, as he crept down the hallway from the sauna. He didn't want Ty to catch him, or anyone else to see him like this. He snuck passed Ty who was engrossed in streaming a show, and eating pizza. Chad's stomach rumbled softly. The pizza smelled delicious, but he didn't think his permanently round mouth was good for eating anything except cock right now.
Chad made it to the equipment room door. He reached for it, but was horrified to discover his fingers had fused back together. Instead of a glove, his hand was like a mitten. Worse yet his hand couldn't fully bend. As his body cooled, it was hardening again. He was becoming inanimate again. Chad managed to open the door, and blocked it from closing while he slid a roll of duct tape on his wrist like a bracelet. Then he hurried back to the sauna. His legs stopped bending. He walked stiff-legged.
Chad wasn't sure he would make it back to the sauna.