Dirk sweat, Dirk had wet dreams, Dirk peed in his sleep, and Chad absorbed and absorbed and absorbed. Dirk slept an unnatural sleep. He tried to wake up, but sleep overwhelmed him. He was so thirsty. He desperately wanted to drink some water. Meanwhile Chad had grown from a skimpy songlet wrapped around Dirk's torso to a full seamless bodysuit encapsulating Dirk in a skintight zentai morphsuit.
The alarm went off. Dirk finally woke. His bones creaked, groaned and popped as he reached to shut off the alarm. He stared at his now gloved hand and arm. His voice made unnatural rattling sound when he said, "wwwhuuuutsss gooooinining oooon?"
He rose from his bed like a zombie from its grave. He stared at the skintight spandex enshrouding him. Chad had absorbed all of his bodily fluids, Dirk was mummified!
Dirk reached for a scissors to cut himself out of Chad, but thought better of it. Breaking Chad might set the curse and not break it. He sat down at his computer, and began typing. He was so thirsty, and so hungry.
He was startled by the help page that opened on his screen.
"So you are a mummy? Now what?"
The first few paragraphs extolled the benefits of being a living mummy.
Then finally, here were the options for breaking the curse. Dirk was not thrilled with any of them. He did't want Chad to be human again, but if he had to to regain his flesh he would. Still he could make it less than enjoyable for Chad.