Snake came up behind Chad's body, which was barefoot and shirtless in front of Chad's locker. He clamped his hand around the back of Chad's body's neck.
"I know what you did, Jeremy. And it doesn't matter which body you hide in. Our permanent contract is for mind, body and soul. So I own whatever ass, your mind and soul are in," said Snake. Then he added, "Chad, get over here, and help Jeremy out of your shorts and jockstrap, open your locker, and then take off all of Jeremy's clothing. Remember to keep my cum on your tongue, don't swallow."
Chad's mind was racing. Did clothes really make the man? Would swapping clothes really swap bodies back? He stripped his body naked. Undid the combo, opened his locker, and proceeded to undress himself.
Meanwhile, Jeremy's smirk faded after he found himself naked on his knees facing Snake's crotch.
"You know what to do, Slaveboy," Snake said twisting Chad's body's ears.
"Yeow!" Exclaimed Jeremy, he protested, "but I'm Chad now."
"Don't matter what you call yourself, Jeremy, you will always belong to me. Now do your job."
"No!" Jeremy whined.
SLAP!
Tears flowed down Chad's cheeks as Jeremy gave Snake head. Chad trapped in Jeremy's body was surprisingly pleased to see Jeremy humiliated in Chad's old body.
Snake noticed Jeremy's body's boner, and smiled. He had Chad put Jeremy's underwear on Chad's body though it was too small.
"Oh, Jeremy, I was going to give you a present, but now you don't deserve it. So Chad this is for you," Snake said handing a black thong to Chad, he looked at the faux black leather thong and put it on. It fit Jeremy's body perfectly.
"Okay, Chad dress Jeremy in yout clothing. Then Jeremy you dress Chad in your old clothing. But Chad be sure to hold on to your wallet and keys, don't leave them in your clothes," Snake ordered.
Five minutes later, Chad was in the driver's seat of his car adjusting the seat and mirrors for his new stature. Jeremy was in the backseat, and Snake was riding shotgun.
The GPS says we're here?" Chad said uncertainly. He didn't think he'd ever get used to speaking with Jeremy's high-pitched voice.
"Pull up over there, follow me, and lock the car," Snake ordered.
Snake unlocked the padlock, and opened the door on the warehouse loading dock. After Chad and Jeremy were inside, he closed the door and flipped on a light. They were in a long hallway. They walked almost the whole length of the warehouse building passed a dozen doors. Snake unlocked one marked Maritime Tattoo.
The daylight streamed through the front window blinding them temporarily. Chad blinked. He recognized the bars he saw across the street. They were in the warehouse district by the waterfront.
"Yo, Jase! Everything's setup just liked you asked in the back," the guy by the front window tattooing some lady's butt cheek shouted.
"Thanks, coz!" Snake replied, then in a soft commanding voice ordered, "Okay, boys follow me."
The back room had two gynecological chairs with leather straps. Two trays were setup with tools, inks and gags. Two minutes later, Chad was naked, gagged, and strapped to one of the chairs thanks to Snake and Jeremy.
"Okay, Jeremy, have a seat," Snakevsaid gesturing to the other chair.
"Hey- gah, ooomff," said Jeremy, as Snake expertly gagged and strapped him to the other chair. He pulled out a shears, and silently cut off all of the clothing belonging to Chad, but left Jeremy's underwear in place.
Next Snake proceeded to shave both their crotches. He totally ignored the muffled shouts and grunts while he removed all their public and ass hairs. Then he applied depilatory to where their hair had been.
"While that stuff sets, I'm going to borrow your gold card Chad, and extend the time I've got this room from 2 hours to all weekend. I've got two slaves to mark and pierce, and since you're not going anywhere, I might as make all your mods at once instead of over weeks."
Chad was straining at his bonds and shrieking I to his gag. Jeremy lay back and moaned in resignation.