Chad felt an odd tingling sensation, and shouted, "I'm free! I granted three wishes." He feels the spring that is his lower body reforming into human legs. He does a little dance in his box.
In the front seat, Brad is starting to change into a dildo, but he reaches out and grabs the tiny man in the clown suit.
"Hey! What are you doing? Why am I still little?" Chad asks as he struggles in the giant's hand.
"If you have to grant 3 wishes, Chad, you still owe me 2," Brad said pointedly.
"Uh, okay, big guy, what's your wish?" Chad asked nervously. Maybe he'd turn back into a man when Brad was a dildo again. Already, Brad's skin was shiny black rubber, and he appeared to be shrinking slowly as Chad watched."So let's me guess you want to be human again, and straight, right?"
"That's what I might have wished if you hadn't granted Jeffrey's wishes," snapped Brad, "First, I wish that as part of my were-dildo curse that I could control my form, and still part of the first wish that I could control the form of whomever I touch making them into the sex toy or garment of my choice."
Chad stammered as he felt his body tingling all over, "G-g-g-r-r-ranted!" He orgasmed.
Brad examined the tiny wet drop that Chad spurted into his black rubber palm. "Guess, you like that idea. So let's test it on you, Cockring."
"No!" shouted Chad as his mouth locked in an O shape and he began to shrink and turn into shiny chrome.
"I'll save my third wish for later, Chad," then he lifted Jeffrey's now female head off his crotch, "Sorry, Jeffrey, I need to think about my third wish, and I need some clothes, so you're a motorized rubber vagina."
Minutes later, Brad was wearing Jeffrey's clothes - well, they were pretty tight, he couldn't even button the top three buttons of the shirt, or the top button on the jeans, but the belt made up for the size difference. He sped in the car toward the beach. There was an isolated section where some of the football players hung out. He was pleased to see a familiar car, but there were 4 other cars he didn't recognize. He shut off his engine and walked silently along the cliff path down to the beach.
He could hear male voices whooping it up, and see figures by a bonfire. He also spotted guys tied to the volleyball net poles. He move cautiously keeping to the shadows. The mechanical pummping noise from rubber Jeffrey gave him pause, and he turned off the rubber toy that was still attached to his open fly. He removed Jeffrey and squished his rubber body as he jammed the toy into his back pocket. Then silently he continued down the slope.
From the safety of nearby reeds, Brad recognized the young men that he could now see were naked and duck taped to the volleyball posts. They were all team mates - his least favorite team mates. All real pricks, including the one who'd called him a dildo and started all his troubles.
The guys dancing around the fire tossing back brews were from football players from a rival school. Brad made his body shift into black rubber again to help him hide in the shadows. Nate Holder the rival team's quarterback staggered away from the bonfire and toward Brad. He unzipped, and started to piss on the reeds. Brad reached out and put a rubber hand over his mouth and another around his upper body.
"WH-?" gasped Nate as the hand gagged him.
"Answer in a soft whisper, and tell me what's going on here? Why are those guys naked and tied up?" Brad released his grip on Nate's face, and added, "Speak very softly - Church whisper, got it?"
Nate answered with terror in his voice, "Uh, me and my team mates were meeting here to drink brews. Rick and I got here first. Then these a-holes from across town show up, and start to hassle us, four to two. Well, before the pricks can do us any serious damage, my boys arrive, and well, we tied up the pricks. As for being naked, those ass-holes were going to rape Rick and me, at least that's what they threatened, and one of the had stripped all on his own."
"Hm, sounds like you and Rick still deserve compensation," Brad said thoughtfully.
"Huh?"
"Think of me as the sex toy fairy, you know like Cinderella's Fairy Godmother, and you're Cinderella, and one of those four guys is your pumpkin. You pick him out, and I'll change him into whatever sex toy you want," Brad whispered.
Nate turned his head to look into the shiny black rubber face, he was so wasted, he believed it. But his mind was moving a little slow, "Sex toy?"
"You know dildo, penis pump, cock ring, an inflatable sex doll, piercing, a rack," Brad grinned as he spoke. Nate just looked confused, so he added, "Or clothing: a new leather jockstrap, a male chastity device, a straightjacket, a mummy bag, a black latex cat suit..."
The look of realization glowed on Nate's face as he exclaimed, "Oh, I get it! Then I want that one on the end to be my ...