Several guys come into the store and flip through the Speedos hanging
on the rack. Felix's mind reels, as he feels the warm masculine hand
on his fabric body. He lusts to be worn. It's disturbing, but it's his
new reason for being.
After about an hour of hanging around, a dark haired thirty-something
buff guy strolls in the shop. He's wearing a skintight cotton t-shirt
that highlights his muscular chest. He comes over to the rack. He
carefully examines each suit. He's holding Felix when the shopkeeper
comes over.
"Ah, coach, I see you found your special order without my help," the
shopkeeper says.
The dark haired guy grins and unclips Felix from his hanger. He holds
Felix in his hands caressing he fabric with both hands. He buries his
nose in the Speedo inhaling deeply. His lips brush against Felix. In
his mind, Felix has never been hornier. He feels like he's just had
an erotic massage and hand job that almost brought Felix to climax -
almost. Felix sees the man's crotch swells as he pops a boner.
Coach tosses the suit on the counter next to the register.
"He's perfect. Thanks for calling me as soon as you got him. But why
did you leave him on the rack?" the coach asks as he pulls out his
iPhone and shows the video of Felix naked in the changing room putting
on the Speedo.
Felix freaks at seeing his human form. He strangely doesn't want to
be a man again, he wants to have a man inside him. He knows this is
wrong, but he cannot help himself. It must have something to do with
him being a Speedo now.
"Well, coach, I didn't have a deposit from you," the shopkeeper said.
"Here's my Gold Card," the coach says handing the card to the
proprietor who swipes it and prints out a receipt for the coach to
sign.
As the buyer signs for Felix, the shopkeeper asks, "Do you want to
wear him or should I put him in a bag for you?"
"Neither. Wrap him up, Felix is a gift for my partner," the coach says
with a grin.