Chad looked inside and found a bright yellow rubberized one piece costume. After school he unzipped it, and
pulled the lower part on over his legs, and positioned his cock inside the rubber hose that hung off the front
of the suit. There was an odd plastic circle at the end of the hose. Maybe a sex aid, he thought. Then he
bent over and forced both arms and head inside the upper portion. He flayed around until his fingertips were
deep in the gloves and the hood had fitted snugly around his head. Even though there appeared to be eyes on
the hood, Chad couldn't see out. He couldn't breathe either. Maybe this was a mistake. Suddenly, he felt a
hand on his back pulling up the zipper, when it reached the top it locked with clicking sound. He could see.
Somehow as the zipper locked in place, Chad could see through the solid rubber hood. He spun around to see who
had zipped him up.
It was Jim Danforth, he grinned and grabbed the rubber hose sticking out of Chad's crotch. Then with the palm
of his other hand pressed flat against the plastic circle at the end of the hose he pushed Chad's cock inward.
"Here let me help you with that, Ducky," Jim said.
"Nuh!" screamed Chad's muffled voice, as Jim pushed Chad's cock all the way inside the suit. Chad tried to
grab Jim but his arms suddenly were pinned to his sides. There was a whooshing sound and a squeaking noise.
Chad was silent, immobile and much smaller and obviously lighter. He was now resting helplessly in the palm of
Jim's hand.
"No one will ever believe my rubber ducky used to be you, Chad," Jim said with a nervous giggle and glance
around the big empty field house.