The locker door flew open, Rick glared at the Speedo.
"Why aren't you human?" Rick scolded. He checked his phone, "oh? I see. Well, then. Speedo get human, and get dressed fast or we'll be late for dinner." Rick tossed his Speedo on the gym floor. Before it hit the floor, Chad's bare feet did. He stumbled and caught himself against the lockers. He'd been a falling Speedo. Then he was a falling naked man. He was breathing hard.
Rick shoved a bundle of plastic wrapped new clothes into naked Chad's chest. He ordered, "Get dressed."
Chad started ripping open the wrappers. He started with the hot pink leather and chrome jockstrap. He struggled to stuff his manhood into the tiny pouch. The straps were too tight, and squirmed as he opened the other packages. The hot pink and yellow compression shirt was two sizes too small, but stretched. Chad's nipples reacted to the tight fabric and perked up. The black vinyl pants were crotchless - well actually were chaps. They looked like they were painted on, and ended mid calf. Chad couldn't button the chaps.
Rick glanced at his watch, and at Chad struggling with his new pants. He reaches over, and pulls the waistband together buttoning the waistband. Chad is shocked. Did the waistband stretch that much? He feels the bottoms of his pant legs touching his ankles instead of his calves. He looked up into Rick's eyes. Chad was shorter.
Seeing Chad's shocked expression, Rick laughed.
"Yep, your new clothes are guaranteed to fit. Your new height doesn't match your saquatch feet. But I've got new footware for you," Rick said. He pulled a pair pink and black sneakers out of a brown paper bag. Chad opened his mouth to protest that they were half the size of his feet, then sighed, and took the shoes from Rick. His right foot impossibly slid into the new tiny shoe. He tried his left shoe, it impossibly swallowed his other foot.
"Okay, Cinderella, let's go. Wait. I forgot somethings." Rick reached in the bag, and pulled out some strap on knee pads, which he handed to Chad. Then he told Chad to try them out. "Kneel right here on the floor," he ordered.
"Sweet, and petite," Rick said snapping his fingers , "oops, forgot the knee pads."
He handed Chad two heavy duty knee pads to Chad, who silently strapped them to his knees.
"Now on your knees. Try then out," ordered Rick.
As soon as Chad's kneepads hit the floor, Rick's crotch was in his face.
"Perfect! At your old height, you'd have had to tilt your neck to swallow cock, now you're the perfect height," Rick said unzipping, snd pulling his cock out, "Luigi's is only 5 minutes away, so I think we have time for a quickie."
He shoved his cock in Chad's mouth, and soon Chad was hard at work. The sooner he finished blowing Rick, the sooner he will get to eat real food.