Chad awoke with a massive hangover. He was still a cock ring, but Chase wasn't wearing him. He was next to Chase's 2nd Place Cheer Trophy on the dresser. Chad remembered Chase had been on the JV football team, but Chad was the star who overshadowed all the other players. So Chase didn't tryout for football his senior year, instead he went out for Cheer Squad.
As he became more like himself and less cock-ring, Chad began to remember bits and pieces of his existence on Chase's body as his cock ring. Chase was a bigger stud than Chad had been and less selective than Chad was. If it was breathing, Chase would try to fuck it.
Chad didn't realize that Chase was freaking at his increased horniness. The magic cock ring not only stimulated his sex organs but supercharged them by amplifying the wearer's sex drive by adding the cock ring's human sex drive to the wearer's own by a factor between 2 and7.
Chase snored oblivious to what was going on around him. He was so exhausted from his week's sexcapades, nothing was going to wake him.
The sex partner sharing Chase's bed was less likely to wake than Chase due to the combination of date rape drugs that Chase had given him earlier.
Chad had legs again. He walked over to stare at his bizarre reflection in the dresser mirror. Chad looked like a metal donut that a grade school kid might have drawn with big blue eyes, messy blond mop of hair, splindly legs and arms and big hole in the middle. As Chad stared he was sure the hole was getting smaller, and his limbs were growing longer and stouter. He was becoming human, but it was taking forever. His shiny body was becoming less silvery and more bronze.
Chad needed to escape before either of the sleepers awaken. He walked to the edge of dresser. He looked down. It was too far to the ground, and he was too small. He would never survive the drop. Then he looked at the sleepers. Damn, the desire to have a man's cock inside his hole to complete him was overwhelming. It was just as well, he couldn't get to them from his high perch on the dresser.
If he had been left on a nightstand, Chad might have risked jumping to the bed. He hoped that as he became more human that the hole in his torso would seal up and he would no longer have the overwhelming desire to have a man inside him again.