Chad was thinking a bit more clearly, while he was sitting in the seat not being bounced or spinning. Brad had put food out before he left, and Max and Bounder had dropped their toy for breakfast.
Brad retrieved his basketball, and dribbled Chad down the concrete path from the stables to the basketball courts. Chad could hear his brother's elated thoughts about how he magically dealt with Chad, Bruno and Rick, but only while his palm was touching Chad. Chad thought back in your dreams, but Brad didn't seem to hear. Flashing thoughts from Brad interspersed with pounding the pavement derailed Chad's train of thought.p.
Suddenly, Chad felt chewing and tugging on his detached scrotum. Max and Bounder were fighting again over Chad's balls in Chad's backyard.
Brad shot baskets for a couple hours, then headed back to the stables.
"Brick's shod and tattooed," the man at the stables said, "you want to rent a saddle?"
Brad laughed, "Nah, I got tack in the trailer."
He shot the basketball through the opening above the trailer doors. Chad bounced off two walls, and tumbled in the straw. He was a naked human, but he had nothing under his big floppy dick. He was a eunuch.
The trailer doors opened, Brad stepped in. He made an odd gesture with his hand, and said, "Saddle up!"
Chad opened his mouth, and then pancaked and twisted into a skintone leather saddle.
A few minutes later, Chad found himself strapped on Brick's back with a blanket beneath him. Brad cinched Chad taut, and mounted his horse.
Chad was totally aware. He could hear Rock and Bruno's terrified thoughts, and the stallion spirit dominating them as if they were part of its herd. But no one seemed to hear Chad's thoughts. Brad farted, and adjusted himself on the saddle.
Chad couldn't help but think that his brother was really riding him. Chad was able to see the beautiful trail through Brick's eyes, but his own perspective was looking from the saddle horn at Brad's crotch. Brad rode the park trails for hours, stopping at a food truck for lunch, while Brick drank water from a fountain.
After his ride, Brad took his tack including Chad and tossed it on the passenger side floor of his pickup. He stabled Brick, and returned the horse trailer to the tack shop. He then took the saddle into the shop to have his saddle personalized. The branded an ornate B into the saddle. Brad was happy. He took his saddle and went home.
He fed the dogs, and ordered pizza. Then he retrieved the saddle from his truck. He took it down to the basement, and flipped on the big screen. Then he got a couple beers from the fridge.
He opened both cans, set them on the table. Put the saddle on the couch stripped down to his shorts, and tossed a towel on the saddle. Then he watched the game.
Just after the first quarter ended, Chad suddenly realized he was human again sitting naked on the sofa with a towel over his lap.
"Great game, Chad!" Brad said drinking his beer.
"Uh, Brad " Chad began.
"Drink your beer. You banged your head pretty badly this morning."
"I did," Chad said thinking of Brad dribbling him all over the driveway and park.
"Yeah, Bruno and Rick were playing two on two with us, and you tripped. Were out for nearly 5 minutes. Drink your beer, Chad you'll feel better. "
Chad opened his mouth, closed it, sipped his beer. Hitting his head made more sense than being a basketball and a saddle. But? His hand slid under the towel. He still was a eunuch. So he had been a saddle and a basketball, and Brad was some sort of evil sorcerer. Chad liked being human, so he played along with Brad.
After three or four beers, he was getting into the game, and had put the past 24 hours out of his mind. Pizza and beer were great healers.
Just after the final buzzer, the house phone rang.
"Yeah, dad, great game. Yeah, Chad and I spent the entire day together. You want to say hi?"
He handed Chad the phone, " Hello?" Chad asked.
"Hey, Chad, can't talk long, our plane is boarding now. You be good. Promise you won't give Brad any trouble."
"Come on dear. They called our row," said Chad's mother. She shouted into thr phone, "all our love! Have a great week!"
Brad grabbed the phone back, and said, "Have a great week! Chad and I are going outback to shoot some hoops."
Chad stood. He dropped the towel, looked aghast at Brad. Then he bounced on the basement floor. He was a basketball again.
Brad hung up. Finished the pizza, and Chad's open beer. Then he picked up the basketball.
"Too bad you are totally unaware while you're a basketball, but it's just as well. You might go crazy otherwise."
No shit, Chad thought unhappily, I am totally aware...