Tony looks at the hose that is still coming out of the top of Chris, where he assumes that his mouth would have been.
"I bet I can pull that out and use it pull myself up out of this position..." Tony thinks as he tightens his grip on the long sturdy hose emerging from the shower wall.
With a heave and a grunt, he pulls. The hose is indeed strong, it would have to be to keep all these young men from simply snapping it in half when it attacked them. It made perfect sense to Tony, and even as he thought about it he could feel himself slowly pulling free from his wedged in predicament.
The other end of the hose too was slowly moving out of Chris. As Tony pulled, he also agitate the hose and wiggled it around causing it to squeak loudly against Chris's latex balloon body. With a pop, it came out of his mouth, and water began to gush out. Chris started to shrink, giving Tony enough room to pull his arm free at the same time.
He fell to the floor on his back and watched as the huge balloon in the shower stall shrank a little more and then stopped, the hole in the top sealing itself off with a SQUIK! and the water flow was stifled.
Chris still looked mostly like a big sphere full of water, but at least Tony was free, although he needed some clothes.
He stood up and looked around the large empty locker room.