Chad spent the whole day worshipping his wearer. He basked in the heat radiating from Josh's body. He absorbed all the liquids snd solids which filled him from Josh's body. He inhaled the wonderfully increasing musky stench the emanated from Josh's crotch and embedded itself in him.
Josh's was getting off in the positive feedback and happiness coming from his new Speedo. He almost regretted having to put Chad's own personality back, but Josh had a date tonight, and he needed to be able to take Chad off.
Josh pulled out his tablet. He was in the Yearbook class, and pulled up all the photos of Chad from the cloud. He sat down, set the tablet between his thighs and turned on the slideshow..
He thought at Chad *remember when you used to be the stud in the Speedo instead of the Speedo on the stud?*
*Be yourself, be Chad. Remember being Chad. Remember being a human. Remember being a stud*
Chad was distracted by the flashing screen. Slowly he turned his attention from Josh's magnificent crotch to the images dancing across the tablet screen. He recognized that guy? Sort of. Oh, gawd. He was the stud in the football shorts. The stud in the Speedo. Shit who took the butt shot of him in the shower room. Oh, no, there was video of him jerking off in the sauna! Gawd, how he missed his penis.
*Oh, gawd, he wasn't Josh's Speedo. He used to wear Speedos. He used to be human. He used to shoot cum, now all he did was eat Josh's cum. He felt sick, how could he have been so happy as a bit of fabric wrapped around a stinky wimp's privates?
*I'll let the stinky wimp comment slide this time, Speedo Boy. You used to be Chad, but now you're owned. I just didn't want you to be happy in your own private hell. Pwned, remember.*
Josh switched off the slideshow, and ran the video on his tablet desktop. He had recorded the image of Chad's screaming face on the Speedo pouch as Josh had stepped into Chad, and blotted out his face with Josh's bulge as it filled the pouch.
*Noooooo* sobbed Chad.
Josh popped a boner and grinned. The tented suit pulled away from his body. Chad was no longer permanently attached.
"Josh, hit the showers. Your Speedo is ripe, I can smell the funk in my office," said Coach Sinclair.
"Oh, I got a date tonight. Really gets off on gunge and funk," laughed Josh.
"Didn't know girls got off on gunge. Knew a few guys though?" Coach remarked as he walked away.
Josh dressed in his street clothes. Chad whined and moped about what he had been. Josh guarded his thoughts, Chad would freak if he knew who Josh's date was before it started.