"Whoa you started without me! Is that SwampThing Wannabe all that's left of Chad? I thought he'd-"
"Chad needs instructions, and I didn't start early. I followed the schedule. Why are you late?"
"Okay, so what should we tell Chad to become?" He put his hand on his chin and stepped up close to inspect the gelatinous Chad.
The first guy moved behind the second, raised both arms, and pushed the second into Chad.
"Chad, become a skintight rubber gimpsuit around this gut, and program it to be my perfect slave."
He laughed as Chad enveloped his struggling partner, and moved under his clothing to become form-fitting gimp suit. As the mask solidified, his partner's features vanished.
Rick slapped his gimp on the back,so Bruno, what are you?"
The voice emitted from the mask answered in dull monotone, "It is Master Rick's gimp slave."
"Yes!" Rick rubbed his hands together gleefully he added, "Excellent."
He watched as the suit jettisoned Bruno's swim team sweats and Speedo. Bruno was naked inside the gimp suit, and the gimpsuit was naked gooey Chad. Except he no longer seemed gooey.