"Weird dream last night, Cup," Matt said. He tapped his athletic cup, then sat up and stretched. "Not sure if it was real or a dream. Doesn't really matter though, either way I own you, Cup."
Matt got out of bed, and sauntered over to the bathroom. He pulled his cock and balls out of his athletic supporter tucking the pouch and cup behind his balls. He yawned, then he peed. He started to shake his penis dry, but stopped after one shake. He giggled, and tucked his dribbling penis back into the athletic supporter pouch.
"You better be paying attention, because as soon as this 24/7 wearing you thing is over, you're gonna be my obedient houseboy. You will be my slave boy, and you will love sorting and washing my dirty gear because you only get to be human while you're doing it, or other chores."
Chad was furious, and at the same time he was excited that he could be human again. Matt was getting off way to much on wearing Chad, and he feared he might never be human again.
"Now I like my socks folded - not rolled, and underwear folded in thirds, and stacked thusly."
Chad mentally rolled his eyes. But he paid attention. He couldn't believe that this soccer nerd had turned him into an athletic supporter cup, and that he expected Chad to be happy that Master Matt would let Chad be human sometimes to serve as his personal slave! Chad wracked his tiny plastic brain, there had to be a way out of this. Maybe while he was sorting socks or whatever, he could send a message or make a call for help? Who would come looking for Chad inside Matt's athletic supporter pouch? The situation was unreal, and if it wasn't happening to him, Chad doubted he would have considered any of it remotely possible.