Chad stubbed his toe of Sanchez' desk. The computer monitor flashed to life as the mouse moved when Chad bumped into the desk.
The light from the monitor helped Chad find the desk lamp, so he could turn it on.
The box of sweats Chad had seen when he was human was gone. Sanchez must've distributed them. Still there might be something to wear in the office. He started opening doors, and drawers.
As Chad searched, Sanchez's computer screen saver activated. Chad glamced at the flashing screen. It was a slide show of Chad stripping, putting on the grey catsuit, transforming into a tackle dummy, Josh collecting the dummy, the players tackling Chad, and then using him as a sex doll. Chad just stared at screen as it repeated itself again and again. Damn, his pussy was oozing. He was getting off watching his teammates using him as a sexdoll.
Then he balked. If Coach Sanchez had this on his computer, then he knew about Chad and did nothing to help him. Did any of the other guys know that Chad was their tackle dummy/ sex doll? Chad had thought only the towel boy was responsible, but maybe the coach was too? Who else was in on it?