Todd unrolled Chad on the deck next to his pool, then he disappeared. Yoga mat Chad could only lie there on the hot concrete waiting for Todd to return, and hopefully change him back.
Wearing a Speedo, and carrying a cardboard box, Todd returned. He set the box down next to Chad. He removed the ostrich feather and a two liter bottle of soda water. He tickled the mat until Chad's giggling mouth appeared.
"Stop already, Todd. So when are you going to change me back?"
"Hey, you just be happy that it's me, and not somebody else who found you. From what I've read, it's real easy to make your condition permanent. The best chance you've of being human again without any side effects is to remain a foam mat for 4-6 weeks."
"Four to six weeks! You said maybe a week, not over a month! What am I supposed to do all that time?"
"Well, today you're going to float around in my pool. Maybe work on your tan? Not sure if you can tan in your condition, but I'll coat you will sun tan lotion just in case. So bottoms up," Todd said removing the stopper and shoving the two liter bottle into Chad's mouth.
Glug, glug glug, sputter, glug, sputter, glug...
Eventually the bottle was drained, and Chad had puffed up a little.
"Uh, Todd, I really have to pee," whined Chad.
"So pee, Chad, got a drain on the deck."
"Uh, but-"
Todd had unscrewed another 2 L bottle, and shoved it in Chad's mouth cutting off his speech. After about a third of the bottle was gone, a small hole opened up, and pee began to spurt out. Todd used the feather to stimulate the area, and Chad's huge cock erupted like a SandWorm on Dune, except it continued spurting urine all over flat Chad.
When the second bottle was empty, Chad stopped peeing. Todd fit a rubber hose/tube over Chad's penis, and clamped the other end to a 5 gallon bucket.
"Texas Catheter," he explained proudly. Then he took another 2 L bottle out of the box, opened it, and shoved the bottle's mouth in Chad's mouth. He disappeared and returned with a case of the carbonated water.
Chad sputtered, "You're kidding right?" between bottles.
When the case was almost empty, Chad's foam rubber body was over 6 inches thick, and at least 6'10" long, and about 3.5 feet wide.
Todd surveyed his work, and wiped the sweat from his brow. Then he flopped down on the foam pool float straddling Chad's tubed cock. He must've landed on whatever passed for Chad's bladder now, as the sound of pee flowing into the bucket was audible.
Chad said, "oof! Hey, Todd!"
He might have said more except Todd turned on his side and smoothed over his mouth.