Chad groaned inwardly as his rubber duck head found itself buried under Jim's hairy balls. The heat from
Jim's crotch seemed intense. He felt the air escaping from him as he collapsed like an uninflated football.
He realized that he was no longer a rubber duck, but he just assumed that he had melted due to Jim's body
heat.
In the locker room, Jim reached into his jockstrap and pulled out a yellow athletic supporter cup. He
grinned, and stared at it. The rubber valve now was the vent in the cup. Jim flicked the plastic vent which
was all that was left of Chad's big dick with his index finger, and laughed. Chad started at the flicking. He
couldn't fathom what happened. Jim had taken him out of his jockstrap, and turned his face away from Jim.
Then he felt something hit him hard. His cock, ass and mouth jumped from the jolt. To his horror, he realized
that they were all one fused part of him now. He hoped they could separate again.
"What are you doing with your cup, Jim?" Bob asked opening the locker next to Jim and stripping down.
"New cup, it's a lot more comfortable than my old one," Jim answered tossing Chad into his locker, as he
finished stripping and headed to the shower.
Chad bounced off the metal wall of the locker and rolled into Jim's empty shoe. It reeked worse than Jim's
crotch.
As he lay there in the locker, he felt himself opening up and expanding and reshaping again. He didn't know
what was going on. He felt weird. The huge empty locker grew smaller around Chad.