Jake drove home, and walked up flights of stairs to reach his condo. Travis figured Jake wanted to take him for a spin.
"Heh, Travis, you are by far the most comfortable thing I ever wore." Jake complimented, giving Travis a few pats through his shorts. "Now for some relaxation before we hit the gym."
Jake stripped off all his clothes, grabbed some sort of bottle, and a towel, and headed out to his balcony. Travis could now see, and saw they were quite high up, and the sun was beating down on them. The sun warmed Travis' fibers, which actually felt pretty good. Jake laid the towel down on a lounge chair and lotioned up every visible inch of his skin. Jake laid back on the chair and let out a sigh. It looked like he had dozed off, leaving Travis to just sit there.
"I like being wrapped around Jake, and the sun feels great... But I'm bored! And... I wish he filled the pouch part more, it feels good being stretched over him like this." Travis said, wiggling about. "But he's not small or anything, he has a decent cock. It has to be 4 inches flaccid, I can only imagine it when it's hard! It'll probably have to be 8 inches to even start to fill me up, though."
Then it happened, Jake's member began elongating and fattening, filling Travis' pouch up. Jake's cock was no 8 inches long and 5.5 inches around, but it wasn't hard. It clicked instantly.
"I can change Jake? Wait, duh! Clothes that can change people. I'm still one of those. Jake is wearing me. Ha! This is gonna be fun. Now what to do with Jake..."