Ryan groaned as he resumed his human form. He was naked and sticky with Snake's half absorbed cum. Snake's regular clothing was draped over a nearby bench. He could hear Snake whistling as he returned from the shower room. Snake had taken a long shower as was his custom.
"What ya lookin' at, Jock boy?" he asked Ryan as he walked toward the jock while toweling off.
"Nothing, sir!" was Ryan's knee jerk response.
"You're lookin' at me. Am I nothin'?" Snake challenged.
"No, sir, you're god," Ryan blurted out.
Snake grinned, "Well, then I shouldn't be drying myself then should I? Get over here, and get be properly dried off, so I can try on my new wardrobe."
"Yes, Master Snake!" Ryan said sprinting forward to catch the towel before it hit the floor as Snake haphazardly tossed it.
"Ah, oh, not so rough. That's better. Get all the dampness. Yeah, oooh, yeah, good boy," murmured Snake.
Carefully, Ryan blotted Master Snake's skin with the large white Turkish cotton bath sheet monogrammed with a big red "S" shaped cobra.
Before he knew Ryan was helping Snake pull on the leopard skin briefs that had been Hamid. He had seen Hamid's face on the pouch pleading with Ryan not to do it, but Ryan knew that in the end Hamid would be happier for it. Though Ryan was a bit jealous that Snake's cock and balls were going to be cradled by another guy.
Snake tried on every garment starting with Ox the jumpsuit. In the end, he elected to wear Ricky the black leather jeans, Petey the A-shirt, Steve the black belt, Aj the snakeskin shirt, Horst and Carter the socks, Jimmy and James the black boots, Marty and Larry the leather gloves, and he snapped the chain from Richie to the wallet on to Coach Vickers the pocket watch. The watch went into his deep cut front pocket, the wallet into his back pocket and the chain hung seductively across his leather clad thigh.
Admiring himself in the mirror, Snake couldn't help noticing how his bulge seemed enhanced by Hamid's and Ricky's cut lifting and thrusting his junk forward and away from his body. He wondered if Ryan inside Ricky would look the same, better or worse.
"Okay, jock boy, I'm wearing these. Pick up the other stuff. Get dressed, you can wear whatever you want, but bring all my stuff to the janitor's closet. I've got stuff to do, but I'll meet you there before witch boy wakes up," Snake said strutting off.