Dylan turned the corner and ran straight into Coach Riley. The young
assistant football coach is shirtless baring his muscular hairy 24
year old chest.
"Hey, Dylweed, watch where you're going. I got a hot date tonight. Got
any balloons?"
"Balloons?" asked Dylan, then he smiled,"There's one big one in the
other room!" He gestured with his thumb to the room where he had left
Pro the inflatable man.
"What's this?" Coach said pulling the wand from Dylan's grasp he
looked at the black wooden stick with the white tips.
"It's a magic wand," Dylan was uncertain how much to tell the coach.
At least until he figured out how to right things.
"Magic wand?" Coach Riley waved in the air and said, "Hocus Pocus! I
hope the balloon in the other room is just what I need."
He handed the wand back to wand back to Dylan, and whispered,
"Personally, I'm a Magnum Man, but a Trojan will do in a pinch. Got a
hot date!" He winked and disappeared around the corner.
Dylan was initially relieved that the Coach hadn't been changed into a
Magnum of Champagne or an armored Trojan, but then it hit him that if
the wand was still working that Pro was now a condom waiting to be
used by Coach Riley on his hot date.
Pro had been enjoying his perpetual orgasm leaning against the wall.
Then there had been a hissing noise. Pro rapidly deflated and shrank
into a small two inch black rubber circle. The door latch clicked and
Riley entered. He saw the shiny foil packet that now contained Pro
resting on the blue mat that covered the workout room floor. He
snatched it up and kissed it.
"Definitely getting lucky tonight!" he exclaimed as he shoved the
condom into his front right pocket.