"Don't thank me, Chad. Bruno gave me that piece of candy. He knows coach wants me to lose 15 lbs, so he's constantly offering me stuff to eat. I'm not a big fan of hard candy anyway. Bon apetit!"
Rick stalked off. Chad was silent. He had bitten into the piece of candy, and a sticky gooey mess filled his mouth. It was like super glue mixed with taffy.
Chad remembered once Rod had warned him; "Don't take candy from strangers. And there ain't nobody stranger than Bruno."
"Mmmmmummm" Chad mumbled unintelligibly. Rick was long gone. Chad was alone in the locker room. Maybe hot water or heat in the sauna could melt the glue sealing Chad's mouth shut. Chad stripped naked, and hurried to the shower room. It was empty. At the end of the day there was almost no hot water. He blasted his face and chest under the lukewarm water. It just beaded up on his skin like droplets on a waterproof rubber raincoat. Running it for several minutes only resulted in the water getting colder not hotter. Chad's teeth seemed more glued together than ever. He headed for the sauna.
The sauna was still hot. Chad cranked the timer and temp gauge to its maximum setting and lay down on the top bench with his head nearest the heater. Chad glanced at his fingertips. He expected them to be pruned up from all the time in the shower, but they weren't. Maybe in his panic, he only thought he had been in the showers a long time. He looked at clock on the sauna wall. He closed his eyes. The beaded up water on his body evaporated. He was dry, but he wasn't sweating. Three quarters of an hour later, no sweat. He headed back to the showers.
Ah. Hot water at last. He tried freeing his jaw. The hot water helped. He managed to pry his jaws apart. He moaned softly. He kept his mouth open with water blasting inside his mouth and on his body. Then the water turned cold again. He didnt know how long he'd been in the shower room. No clock in there. He toweled off, and nearly fainted. His body was smooth silicone. No body hair at all on his smooth rubbery skin. His mouth was stuck open in an o shape. He looked like one of those dolls in Bruno's sex doll catalog.
Oh, hell no! Chad was furious. This was Rick's prank? Chad resembled his former self, but he was clearly one of the lifelike sex dolls from Bruno's catalog.
He thought about the conversation the three had while looking at the catalog in the sauna. Now Chad viewed that conversation from a different perspective. He now seemed to remember staring out of the glossy magazine at the leering, sweaty faces of Rick and Bruno. They were discussing which of Chad's holes to fill with their dicks first. Chad knew he had been sitting between Rick and Bruno, but now he was in the magazine looking outward. He looked downward out of the magazine at the two young men's boners. Why was he wondering which dick would be going in his mouth first? He suspected Bruno would probably ride his cock if he was alone with sexdoll Chad.
Chad shuddered. He could only make unintelligible moaning noises with a mouth that wouldn't close and a tongue that barely moved.
He stared at his reflection in the mirror. He was Chad, but he wasn't really Chad. At first glance, he might be mostaken for the school MVP and stud. But a lingering gaze would notice that lack of tan lines and body hair. Then the sheen of his skin looked like very realistic silicone.
Chad needed to get help before he completely transformed. He was afraid he would become inanimate, and be found by classmates in the locker room. They would assume he was a sexdoll, and use it accordingly. But if he went to Bruno or Rick for help, they would know who he was, then still probably use him.
He needed to avoid Bruno and Rick. He thought about his teammates, maybe half of them would use him too. Coach Sinclair would help him, but Coach Sanchez- Chad shuddered. He had caught Sanchez staring at Chad's naked butt more than once in theb locker room, sauna and showers.
He mentioned it to his college bro Brad. Brad had laughed. Sanchez had been on the college team with, and was a couple years ahead of Brad. Sanchez was openly gay and reputedly was into BSDM, and had his own little dungeon at home.
Chad heard voices approaching. One was Bruno, the other belonged to Coach Sanchez. He had to hide. If they didn't come in the showers, he might hide next to the doorway. Maybe he should hide behind the Natatorium bleachers? The exit to the pool was down the hall from the showers, but Chad would be locked out of the locker room. The door was closed and locked from the outside except when pool was in use, then the door was propped open. He could try the janotors closet, it might be unlocked.