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Getting Ty to the basketball court

added 16 years ago BM I

Dustin went to pick up the bag of basketballs that was once Ty. The bag stretched so much that he couldn’t pick it up off of the floor. He hadn’t realized how much Ty weighed until he tried to move the bag. He had to think of a way to transport the Ty basketballs to the court.

Dustin went into his room to change into his workout clothes while he thought. He returned back to Ty’s room. He started dragging the bag to the stairs. He pulled the bag down one step at a time. He reached the first landing and noticed that the Ty basketballs on the bottom of the bag were starting to get out of shape. Since he had not put each basketball into its own bag, the bag was once again a complete combined blob of Silly Putty by the time he reached the bottom of the stairs. This was something that he hadn’t counted on.

He opened the bag and started to roll Ty into basketballs again. When he had finished, he started to look something to put each basketball into to keep them from sticking together and make it easy to transport them all.

The phone rang.

“Hello,” Dustin answered.

“Dustin, this is your Mom. I need you to do me a favor.”

“Okay, Mom. What is it?” Dustin asked.

“Before you and Ty start anything else today, cut the lawn,” she said.

“But Mom, we were going to play a game of basketball. We’ll do it when we get back,” he replied.

“You’ll do it BEFORE you play basketball. With both of you working on it, it won’t take long.”

“But Mom,” Dustin started.

“You heard me, young man,” she scolded.

“Okay, Mom. We’ll get it done,” he relented and hung up the phone.

He realized that cutting the grass wouldn’t take long with both of them working on it, but Ty was in the den in the shape of basketballs. That left the whole job for him to do.

He knew there was no sense in putting off getting started on the lawn. As he gassed up the mower, he was wishing that Ty wasn’t inanimate so he could help out. He started the mower and started taking the usual route around the yard. He was still thinking about what he could use to put the Ty basketballs into to get them to the basketball court. After he finished with the mower, he completed edging the sidewalks and driveway. He went to get the rake and the bushel basket to pick up the clippings so they could get to the court. As he picked up the bushel basket, the resolution of how to transport Ty dawned on him. He could put the separate Ty basketballs into the baskets to transport them. He completed the grass raking and headed for the kitchen to get something to drink.

He poured some milk and made himself a sandwich. He went into the den to eat his snack and see how many bushel baskets he would need. He sat down on the couch and realized how tired he was from doing the entire lawn on his own. He flipped on TV to relax a few minutes before packing up Ty and heading for the court. Before he realized what happened, he was sound asleep on the couch with the TV still on.

Dustin woke up and looked at the clock. It was 4:15 p.m. There was no way that he could get all of the Ty basketballs to the court by 4:30 p.m. Dustin was fit to be tied. If only he hadn’t sat down on the couch after mowing the lawn, they would have been at the basketball court. It was less than 15 minutes before Ty would reanimate himself. He started pulling pieces of Ty and throwing them around the room. Some pieces bounced while others stuck to the furniture.

At 4:30 p.m., the pieces of Ty started migrating together in the center of the den. They combined into a flowing blob that slowly started forming back into Ty. Dustin raced for the windows to close the curtains so that the neighbors wouldn’t see that Ty was able to do and then ran into Ty’s room to get him some clothes. When he returned to the den, he laid the clothes on the chair by the blob of Silly Putty and flopped angrily down on the couch. He was waiting to see Ty’s reaction when he realized that his family jewels were not his but store bought Silly Putty.

Before long, a naked Ty was standing in front of Dustin. Dustin could not believe his eyes. Ty was standing in from of him anatomically correct.

“Why aren’t we at the basketball court?” Ty asked.

A dumb-founded Dustin just sat their staring at Ty.

“Dustin. Wake up.”

Dustin snapped out of his disbelief. “Mom called and asked us to mow the grass before we went out. Since you were unable to help, I had to do it all myself. I came in and ate a snack and dosed off in front of the TV. Before I knew it, it was 4:15 p.m. and there was no way that I could get us there in 15 minutes.”

Ty laughed. “That is one way to get out of helping with the lawn.”

While Dustin still stared at Ty, Ty started to get dressed with the clothes that were lying on the chair.

“Are you alright?” Ty asked.

“I am fine,” Dustin replied.

“Then, why are you staring at me?”

“No reason.”

“What did you do to me?” Ty inquired.

“Apparently nothing,” Dustin said. “You seem to be back in the same form you were before.”

“Spill it.”

“I did nothing”

“Not even taking my jewels and replacing them with regular Silly Putty?” Ty asked.

Dustin was at a loss for words.

“I was inanimate, but I still knew what was going on around me,” Ty stated.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Dustin insisted.

“I wish that I had knowledge of location and complete control of any piece of Silly Putty that was once part of my body whether it is attached to me or not,” Ty wished.

A few moments passed. Suddenly, the Silly Putty egg in Dustin’s pocket busted open and the compound started moving. It went out of his pocket and down his shorts. Before he knew it, the piece of Silly Putty was making its way around his Dustin’s dick and starting to squeeze.

“What are you doing?” Dustin screamed.

Ty looked at Dustin and grinned. “Just getting you back for what you tried to pull on me.”

Dustin was now stripping off his clothes to get to Silly Putty that was squeezing him. As fast as he could pull the Silly Putty to get relief, it would tighten up again.

“I am sorry,” Dustin yelled.

At that point, the Silly Putty released Dustin’s dick and fell to the floor. It rolled over and connected with Ty’s foot where it once again was absorbed back into him.

Dustin pulled up his pants and looked at Ty. They both started laughing.

“What things can we do with my body now?” Ty inquired.


What do you do now?


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