"Oh, nothing bro, I'm using Hulk, Kit'll be using you," Roger answered turning to Hulk.
The big lug laughed, "So what d'ya want me to do?" He stood his full length and did his
best to look intimidating.
Behind Roger, Tony waved his hands and shook his head violently as he mouthed, "No,
Hulk, don't. He's serious. Really serious-"
But it was too late. Roger's eyes narrowed, "I was just going to make you into a leather
jacket, but it seems you need to be reminded who won the bet, and a jacket would be
letting you off easy."
"Make me into a jacket?" Hulk asked in a confused tone.
"No, I'm feeling cold, so I think you'll make a nice pair of long-johns."
"Long Johns?" Hulk said pointing at his chest and laughing again, "You're putting me on!"
"That's the general idea," Roger answered reaching up to grab Hulk by the ear.
Before Hulk could react his body went limp, and his clothes fell away to reveal that Roger
was holding a pair of Spandex/Lycra blend stocking footed Union Suit by the waist. He
hung there doubled over in his hand.
Tony's jaw dropped. If Hulk's face ended up around the waistband, it was either going to
buried in Roger's crotch or ass. Tony didn't know which was worse. Then he noticed the
gleam in Kit's eyes and the grin on his face as he rubbed his hands together and
approached Tony. At that point, Tony decided that Hulk had gotten off easy.
"Ya, know, Tony, I've got a hot date tonight after the late shift ends tonight," Kit began.
Tony sighed in relief, as he figured that explained the lascivious expression on Kit's face.
He looked around the bar and asked, "One of the waitresses here? And I bet you want to
bum condoms off me."
"Nope. Works at an upscale place down the street. And I was going to bum off condoms,
until I realized you could be my custom fit condom."
"Uh, No man no." Tony pleaded, "That's going to far."
"Say, Roger?" Kit asked.
"Yeah?" Roger grunted as he struggled to get into his long johns under the bar table.
"You said that Tony can't turn back while I'm in him. Does that apply to my cum?"
"Huh? Oh," Roger looked up and saw the expression on Tony's face and laughed, "You
know I don't know. Tony might change back with your load his mouth, stomach or ass, or
it might enlarge your load proportionally with Tony. Heh, heh, in which case he'll be
barfing and shitting out gallons of cum. Or you might have to rinse him out first before he
will change back."
"Well, worst case scenario, he'll be puking cum, I'll leave his used up condom body and
wrapper in the 3rd Floor shower room at the frat house. I know you're going to take Hulk's
stuff, would you mind taking Tony's too. I kinda have a hot date," Kit said with a wink as he
began to tug on Tony's clothes trying to get Tony to strip.
Roger pulled himself out from under the table. His pants were up, but his shirt hung open
to reveal his new crisp thermal long johns.
"Hulk sure is comfy. I think I'll sleep in him tonight, and drop him off at the frat house on
my way to sch- oh, yeah, tomorrow's Saturday. I'll wear him to bed and then wear him
snowboarding up at the Summit tomorrow. You should hold on to Tony until Monday."
"Don't know I want to be having a spent condom sitting around all weekend."
"You won't have to."
Tony, having realized that he wasn't getting out of this, began stripping. He hoped that
Roger was going to commute his sentence. After all, they were brothers.
"Okay, Tony, you're going to be the condom exactly as Kit wished you to be all weekend
except for one significant change. When Kit puts your cum-filled used up body back into
the plastic wrapper, after one hour you'll turn back into a new clean condom ready for Kit
to use again."
"Hot! Thanks, Roger. Wish I'd thought of that."
Tony's hopes sank.
Roger winked and said, "No, problem. Hope an hours not too long."
Kit said, "Not long enough. I want Tony to stew in my juices for six hours.
Kit didn't say it but he thought, "I can jack off in him at 6:30 AM Monday, and then leave
his cum-filled body in the wrapper in the shower room, and we'll find out whether he's got
a load in his belly or a five gallon mess of cum inside him, or if he won't change back. I'm
guessing that if it's the latter, then he'll change back into a new condom at 12:30 AM, and
then revert to human form."
As Kit's fingers closed on Tony's ear, and his body collapsed in upon itself. Kit was holding
a shiny flat square in his hand. Through the clear plastic, he could see the bright red
condom embedded with Tony's open mouth face on the reservoir tip.
"Haha, you're a quick study. Good luck on your date, and remember don't flush your
condom down the drain. I'm going along with you defiling Tony but he is still my brother. I
don't want to lose him."
"Haha, nah, no worries about that see. See ya, Rog."