Coach Sanchez grinned and began pounded the vaguely human shaped gray blob into an amorphous lump of clay.
"Quick, Ty, bring me the plaster casts of the team's flaccid um manhoods. Chad will make excellent custom athletic cups."
Ty cringed at the thought. His face showed his distaste at Sanchez' plan.
"Oh, would you rather volunteer to take his place as Athletic cups for the team?"
"No, sir. I'll get the plastee cocks and balls. But Chad is one of your best players, why are you doing this to him?"
"Oh, I got then idea from Sinclair when we were reviewing the roster. Rick is a good fielder but Chad is the only one that's a good hitter and pitcher. The rest are lousy hitters. Coach Sinclair said he wished he could share a little of Chad's talent with his teammates. And if they wear him, he can," Sanchez laughed evilly.
"Lucky Chad."
Ty hadn't known what the coach had planned when Sanchez had him make plaster casts of the team's crotches. He had practiced on himself as well as Coach Sanchez. As he collected the box of plaster casts, he added his own. He might even tryout for the team if it worked. There was more than enough MVP goo to make twice as many cups. He glanced at the box of erect penises, Chad's massive cock casting was sticking out of that box. He wondered what coach planned to use the dildo nolds for? He licked his lips as he considered the possibilites.
"Good, give me a casting, Ty."
Sanchez ripped a fistful of goo out of the grey lump. There was a muffled groan from the blob formerly known as Chad. He rolled the tiny lump into a ball. Then he smashed it down on the cast penis and scrotum. He molded it into place. Then he pressed an ordinary plastic athletic cup on top of it. He peeled it off. The grey lump looked like a regular cup now.
"Hand me another. Then start molding the rest yourself just like I did. By Monday, Chad should've hardened into athletic cups for the whole team. Then we')) use the rest of Chad to mold the dildoes."
"Oh, this one's Chad's,"Ty said holding up a large casting. 'You want me to use it too?"
"Oh, yeah. It'll be the best souvenir for Chad of his time on this year's baseball team after we change him back."
"You're changing him back, coach?" Ty asked in disbelief.
"Mostly, I may keep a few cups besides Chad's. Todd's only a junior, and on the Varsity football team. So I think if he wears Chad, he might be as good a quarterback. Besides Chad could lose 10 or 15 lbs and still be a stud."
Ty just molded the fistful of Chad the plastic clay around Chad's own cast cock and balls. He had to grab a little extra gray goo to finish it.
An hour later he had all the new athletic cups lined up on Sanchez' shelves drying and hardening into solid cups.
Then he went back for the dildo molds. He hadn't understood why when he had made the plaster molds initially, Sanchez had had him only make plaster replicas of the flaccid cocks and balls, and not the erect molds. Now he sort of understood.