Chad moaned softly. He didn't know how to describe being crushed into a rectangular cushion. It was like he was cubed and crushed at the same time. He had 8 vertices now. He was so aware that he now had corners and he hadn't before that he was oblivious to Sanchez lifting Chad out of the press, examining his new shape. Satisfied, Sanchez took Chad over to a workbench snd used a stencil to mark his new cushion "PROPERTY OF COACH SANCHEZ".
He blew on the paint to help dry it faster. Then he carried his new cushion out to his pickup truck. Chad lay there on the cold metal pickup bed trying to fathom his new condition. None of it made any sense. He had to be hallucinating, right?
Chad could only stare up at the cold night sky, and think. Then he heard voices. He recognized the voices. The coach and the towel boy who did this to him were heading toward the truck.
Chad hoped they would transform him back, and explain it was all a prank. But they didn't address him. They got in the truck, and drove across the campus and through an open gate onto the football field. They parked under the goalposts.
"So we're gonna sack the quarterback in the endzone?" Ty asked.
"Something like that," chuckled Sanchez, "Now climb on mattressboy so I can thank you properly."
The two were naked when they climbed into the pickup truck bed. Then Ty lay facedown on Chad.
Chad said, "Oof!"
Ty's penis slid right into Chad's rubber mouth. Chad gagged. He tried to speak, but all that accomplished was to make Ty hard. Soon the springs on the truck per bouncing madly as the coach thanked the towelboy for his role in objectifying Chad. Ty blew his load in Chad.
"Sloppy Seconds," laughed the coach as he pulled Ty off Chad, and took his place. "Aw, keeping your mouth shut. Chad? Tickle, tickle, tickle," he added tickling the cushion. Chad burst out laughing. Sanchez shoved his slimy cock into Chad's open mouth.