Byron pulled to a stop up in a lonely section of the reservoir park. He unbuttoned his jeans, opened his fly, tilted back his seat, and started jerking off into his new stretchy Speedo. Chad had been humming contentedly before Byron started jerking off. He was confused, but at least he was being worn.
Byron's erection exploded. Hot cum burned away the Speedo's identity. Chad gagged. He remembered. He was a man, not a Speedo.
"Tuhk muh uff, ite ow!" Shouted the gagging Speedo. Instantly, Byron's softening cock stiffened again, effectively rendering Chad mute. "Ghgah; ngggag,uuuh".
"Yeah, I overheard all of Bruno's warnings to Rick. I figured this would break the spell." Byron giggled as Chad tightened up, but remained silent listening intently. Had Byron rescued him?
Byron stripped down to his new Speedo, locked his car and hid the key in the hideakey magnetic box behind the license plate. Then he smugly strolled over to the reservoir landing and prepared to dive in.
"Yeah, Chad, my cum broke Bruno's brainwashing spell. You remember who you used to be, but you're still a stretchy Speedo permanently- you just know now that you weren't always a Speedo," Byron laughed, then dove into the reservoir.
Chad's gagged shrieks were cut short as Byron's body and Speedo were engulfed by the cold reservoir lake water.
Byron swam for over an hour until the angry twitching of his Speedo pouch quieted down a bit. Then he swam casually back toward the landing and his car.