Chad was still deciding what to do when a giant hand closed on his body. Big drop of reddish brown splashed on his tiny head. He sputtered and swallowed.
"Gah! Ptoooey! Yuk!" Chad sputtered.
Then Bruno shoved the huge funnel tip into Chad's mouth. Chad screamed. Impossibly his mouth and jaw stretched to swallow the funnel. Then Bruno poured the nasty goo,which tasted like rubber and raspberries, into the funnel.
Impossibly, Chad's body swelled like water balloon.
"Relax your grip, Rick, or he might burst," Bruno advised.
"He looks kinda like blueberry girl in the Wonka Movie. Do we put him in a juicer?" Rick giggled.
Bruno didn't giggle. "Nope, not a juicer. His fate is more like Mike TeeVee. We put him in the taffy pulling machine."
"Glub, Ngh,puh, glub, eez," were the weitd sounds coming out of Chad. Only Bruno recognized them as attempts to plead for his freedom. Rick just focused on the fingers, toes, and head sticking out of thr growing flesh colored sphere.
"No, we've gone too far to turn back now," Bruno advised. The last drops filled the funnel. He set the pan aside.
"The suit won't be flesh colored, will it?" Rick asked.
"I explained before, Rick, first we elasticize Chad, then we turn him back into a Speedo," sighed Bruno.
A few minutes passed. When the funnel was empty, Bruno pulled it out of Chad's mouth with a plop. Chad's neck stretched out as Rick pulled, and snapped back. His head disappeared inside his spherical body for a moment. His body undulated as waves rippled through his rubbery body.
"Yeow!" Chad shrieked.
"Hey, I thought you said he wouldn't get hurt after we rubberized him."
"No, Rick, I said it would nearly impossible to damage him. He can still feel pain. I bet having his head snap back in place hurt like hell, but no see no damage. He snapped back. Now since we don't want a small medicine ball. We need to stretch him. Grab his right hand and right foot, I'll take the left ones. Hold tight now take two steps backward.
"YEOW!" Chad shrieked louder as.the two giants stretched him two and a half feet.
Next Bruno took both feet, and Rick took both hands, and they repeated the stretching, again, again and again.
Chad was sobbing when they threaded his body through the rotating arms of the taffy machine.
Bruno turned the machine on. Chad's sobs and cries were lost in the whirring of the moving arms that twisted and stretched the rubberized flesh of the former human.
Bruno went about preparing the Speedo spell, and preparing the silk screen inks and equipment.
When he finally turned off the taffy machine, Chad was limp and silent.
"Is he dead?" Rick asked.
"He'll wish he could die, when he comes to. In fact, Speedo Boy here is not only practically indestructible, but he's nearly immortal. Your great great grand kids can wear him in the future."
"So he is like a Super Hero?"
"A very tiny one, at the moment. But once he is Speedofied, no. He will just be a conscious immortal super stretchy Speedo."
"Sweet! Now do we silk screen him?"
"No, Speedofy first, then silk screen."
Chad moaned faintly still below the threshold of consciousness.
"Right here's the funnel," Rick offered, "want me to stick it in his mouth."
"No. No funnel for this part. Do you have a turkey baster?"
"Oh, we shove it up his ass!" Rick asked brightly
"No, he's all stretched out now. Lots of surface area, so we just need to immerse him. A spatula or spoon will do to keep him under the liquid," Bruno explained lowering Chad into a green liquid bath.
Chad woke up as the green liquid seemed to burn into every pore of his being. He felt his very essence changing from male human into a sentient super elastic Speedo. In his very core being he felt the basic need to be filled with a cock, balls and muscular ass. That was his purpose. His reason for being.
WEAR ME! his mind screened. Thoughts of his own humanity faded as Bruno's potion was at the height of its power. In a day or two, the mental aspects of the spell might wane, but Chad would be a Speedo forever.