After they came, Chad immediately felt different. He swiped Rick's Speedo off his head and tossed it aside. He couldn't believe he'd just had sex with Rick Deacon of all people! But on the other hand...
"Awww, yeah," said Chad as he slid his cock out of Rick's pussy. He stood and cradled it lovingly in his hand, and gave it a couple of welcome-back strokes.
Well, it wasn't his cock, exactly. It was Rick's. Chad recognized it from before he'd guided into his former pussy. The pussy Rick now had.
"Haha!" Chad laughed down at Rick, who was still lying at the edge of the jacuzzi in a daze. "Some touchdown king you are! Thanks for the dick, Rick." He grinned. Although he wouldn't ever admit it to Rick, he was excited because it was even bigger than his old one.
"Now to teach that bitch Karen a lesson," grumbled Chad, having obviously not learned one himself. He snagged his clothes and was driving away before Rick even realized he was gone.
Rick was feeling really good, but really confused. First, that asshole Chad from Riverdale shows up out of nowhere, and against his better judgment he doesn't sock Chad one on the spot, but then Chad is all hot for him, kissing him, which he had to admit he had daydreamed about once or twice, and would have more often if Chad weren't a complete asswipe, but god such a handsome asswipe, and that body, just as muscular and defined as Rick's was, and when he pulled down that jock and those socks fell out, there was that tight, hairless pussy...
Wait, what? That wasn't part of the daydream... but it had happened! Rick had slid his suddenly hard dick into Chad's... pussy! But then, when they came...
"Fuck..." muttered Rick, looking down and fully realizing that now he was the pussy boi. He carefully slid a finger down his tanned, chiseled abs until he reached his clit.
"Fuuuuuck..." he moaned again, arching his back. Chad's... or was it his?... cum was still dripping out of his hole, but he was craving cock already. Where was Chad? No, that asswipe would never have his dick in Rick's pussy again, Rick decided, but where was---
Just then, Rick heard someone calling. He hurriedly grabbed his Speedo and slipped it on. Without his fat cock filling the damp fabric, he was still pretty obviously a pussy boi, but maybe whoever it was wouldn't happen to look down. He slipped down into the jacuzzi and hoped for the best.