"Nothing's happening," Carter complained as they stared at the lifeless jockstrap lying crumpled next to
Vinnie's prostrate naked body.
"Yeah, I guess maybe we'll have to put it back on Vinnie and jack him off," Horst said.
"Whu?" moaned Vinnie as he raised a hand to his sore jaw. He was starting to wake up. He started to shout,
"Hey! Hel-!"
"Quick gag him," Horst ordered.
Carter grabbed the nearest thing and shoved it into Vinnie's open mouth. Vinnie slobbered and struggled as
Horst held him pinned to the table and Carter held the jockstrap in Vinnie's mouth. Carter's eyes widened.
He could feel the jockstrap getting wetter, but it also seemed to be getting warmer, much warmer. Vinnie
wasn't able to close his mouth with jockstrap jammed in it, but the jockstrap seemed to be growing inside his
mouth. It was probably just soaking up the saliva, Carter thought, but then realized Ryan was changing. Vinnie
gagged hard as Ryan's growing cock jammed into his epiglottis. There was a rag doll sized version of Ryan
flailing around on top of Vinnie's head. It grew rapidly. Its hands hugged Vinnie's body as the head on its
growing body kissed whichever part of Vinnie's anatomy it was over. It started kissing his Adam's apple, then
his chest, abs, belly button, and about the time that the cloth doll became flesh, Ryan's recognizable head
was over Vinnie's crotch. Ryan opened his mouth and hungrily swallowed Vinnie's cock as Horst and Carter
stepped back in disgust.
"Ew!"
"What's wrong with you, Ryan?"
Vinnie and Ryan both seemed to now be enthusiastically 69ing the other.
"Man, let's get out of here."
"Yeah - uh, wait. Ryan's shrinking now. He's getting shorter, and look at his hair!"
"Whoa! Vinnie's getting bigger, and his hair's got blond flecks in it, just like Ryan's has black flecks."
The two stood by the door and watched. As the changes became more pronounced they advanced on the massage
table. Vinnie and Ryan were exactly the same size. Their hair was identical too. It was longer than Ryan's
had been and shorter than Vinnie's had been and was a weird mosaic of black and blond hairs.
"Dude," Carter whispered, "Are those blond hairs with black roots or black hairs with blond roots or a mixture
of blonde and black hair?"
"I'm not sure, could be all of the above? This is weird."
Suddenly, the suckfest stopped. The now twins separated, each rolling off the other to their own right. They
now stood facing Horst and Vinnie. They were naked and clearly a blend of Ryan and Vinnie. The other thing
they were wearing was a long gold chain that connected the gold chain chokers around each of their necks. The
gold medallion hung from the mid point of the chain. The two moved closer putting their arms over each others
shoulders The medallion bounced against their pressed together torsos.
"Thanks, guys," the twins answered in one voice.
Two bodies, one mind or one blended mind, thought Carter recalling some comic books he had read that sort of
described this situation. Okay, they were really about aliens taking over people, but same concept. Vinnie was
infecting Ryan and maybe vice versa.
Their free hands each scratched the other's crotch.
"Man, I miss wearing that jockstrap. Yeah, it was great, hey, what about Horst and Carter? They do deserve to
be punished for cold cocking us. And they are our two greatest supporters. A man's best friend is his
jockstrap," the twins said.
The combined Vinryan or was it Ryvin was having a discussion with itself which was making Horst and Carter
visibly uncomfortable.