Chad's life as Rick's 24/7 Speedo continued for what felt like forever. Rick had a said a week and half about, Chad remembered, but being a jockstrap all the time, Chad had lost track of his ability to keep track of the message of time. He was aware of days passing, but when he tried to count, he couldn't get passed three. He was trapped in Jocko's body (er, Felix's transformed body), maybe that was the problem. A Speedo had more fabric than a jockstrap, maybe there was less room in a jockstrap brain than a Speedo brain?
One day, while Chad's naked dickless body was standing over Rick as he lifted weights, Rick suddenly sat up on his weight bench. He turned his head down to face his jockstrap pouch, and spoke.
"So Speedo, you've stayed quiet like a good undergarment for a long time. Don't spoil it by speaking now," Rick warned. He paused and turned his head to face Chad's neutered body. He licked his lips, and continued speaking to Chad's body, "So Jocko, ready to get your body back?"
"Aw, it's been over two months, Master," Chad his old voice whine.
Rick laughed, "Yeah, but you are lousy at baseball, and the season starts next week, so -- besides you will have your dick back, Chad won't, and I have to go away for the 3 day weekend. So you will be alone together with only one cock between you. Like you said it has been two months since you have had a cock and balls to blow your load."
"Yeah," Jocko said wistfully in Chad's voice, "about Chad?"
"Speedo," Rick corrected
"Yeah, about Speedo? Uh, any rules?"
"Oh, once I'm gone you can wear it as a Speedo or keep it human and fuck it silly," Rick replied, as he peeled off his jockstrap. He held it up to his face dangling it in front of his face, and warned, "you like wearing your old body instead of being worn, you will do whatever Jocko orders: suck his cock, let him fuck you, ride his cock like a power bottom if he orders. He will tell me whether you disobey or not. You will spend the week as a Speedo if he gives you a bad report." He threw the jockstrap at Chad's body, and said, "Put it on, and get back in your own bodies."
"Sure thing boss," Chad's voice aside. "I mean, yes master." And he put the jockstrap on.
Rick watched as the facial expression on Chad's face changed to that of a scared- no terrified kid.
"Welcome back Speedo, now don't reply, just take Jocko off so I can change him back."
Chad silently obeyed.
Suddenly, Jocko was standing in front of him sporting a boner.
"Good! Now on your knees and take care of Jocko's boner."
"Thanks, uh, Master Rick- aaah!" Jocko replied as Chad began licking his penis.