Chad lay in the straw helplessly where Rick left him. He concentrated on trying to become human, but nothing happened. He was just a Speedo with a leather drawstring.
"Aw, Chad, ain't that sweet. You like me wearing you so much that you chose to remain a Speedo for me to wear," gushed Rick.
Chad was screaming at Rick to change him back, but Rick either couldn't hear or chose to ignore Chad.
Rick picked up the Speedo strung with his lucky string. He shook out the stray straws that stuck the Speedo. He let the suit dangle from the tips of his index and middle fingers just like it was an ordinary swimsuit and not his best friend. Rick was sporting a massive boner. He totally owned Chad now. Oh, he had owned him before now, but now Chad knew it was owned, and that made it real. Thrilled with what he perceived as his total victory, Rick punched the sky after closing his fist around his latest possession.
Chad was in full panic mode. He was stuck as Rick's Speedo. He would never be human again?
"Yo! Check out Speedofied Chad!" Rick shouted, "You wanna wear him?"
Chad couldn't see to whom Rick spoke, but he recognized the voice that replied, "Fuck yeah!"