"I'd better get out of here", Bobby said to himself. He stood up, realized he was somewhat naked, wearing only a jockstrap and socks in his friend Erick's room. "First of all, I'm gonna make sure what happened to you, doesn't happen to me Erick", Bobby said, looking down at the jockstrap. He removed the socks from his feet and replaced them with his own. "And a jockstrap? That's not practical! How about some... black boxer briefs?" Bobby shivered as the fabric shifted and grew. He felt Erick start to rub against his cock, shifting and caressing. Bobby could feel his dick hardening. "Oh no you don't Erick!" Bobby said and quickly stripped Erick from his body, and left him crumpled on the floor. He slipped his own briefs back on. Followed by his pants and his shirt. "I'm keeping you three in my pocket!" Bobby laughed, stuffed them into his jeans and headed home.
Bobby ran the entire way home, slammed his front door open and ran to his room, locking his door behind him. He quickly tossed the two socks to the ground along with the boxerbriefs. He stripped naked, and prepared to have some fun.
"Hey, David? Whats up man. Not much here... just horny. Yea man. You wanna come over? I have some new stuff to play with. Yea man. Alright, see you in a few". And Bobby hung up the phone. He stood over the three articles of clothing. "I'm gonna need two wrestling singlets, you two." He said, pointing to the socks. The socks began to shift and grow, stretching out and changing fabric to become two matching white singlets. "No... how about a blue one," Bobby paused, as the left singlet turned deep blue, "And black." And the right one followed orders and turned jet black. Bobby slipped into the blue singlet, and instantly felt the fabric start to massage his body, rubbing against his crotch and nipples. "Uhhn.. wow. I'm gonna be spent before David gets here. Who am I wearing, by the way?" Bobby leaned over and saw Ryan's face imprinted on his crotch. "Hey Ryan!" Bobby laughed to himself. Ryan's face stretched as Bobby's cock grew. The door bell rang.
"Hey Bo... whoa there, nice!" David reached down and cupped Bobby. "You even had Ryan Standdish's face imprinted on it, nice!"
"I have a surprise for you dude. It IS Ryan. And I have one for you too". The boys ran upstairs. David quickly stripped down to his briefs, and began to slip the singlet on. In Bobby's haste, he had forgotten to put on a protective layer of clothing.
As soon as David slipped into the singlet, he felt it start to massage his body. "Whoa man! This singlet is alive!"
"Yea man, I know!" Bobby responded. He could see David starting to get hard from the attention his singlet was giving him. Bobby tackled him and the two began to fondle each other until precum leaked from their cocks. Both began to hump into each other, their breaths becoming shallow as their speed increased. Bobby and David moaned in unison, humping into each other harder and faster. "Uhnnnn, Uhhh, Ohh, Shit yea David, Ohhh" Bobby held back all he could, but soon he was shooting cum all over the inside of his singlet. The cum absorbed in quickly, and vanished into the fabric. David, not being able to hold himself back any longer, shot inside his briefs with a long moan. He just lay there afterwards, completely exhausted. "Man, I'm all sticky, I sure could use a towel." David mumbled in his exhaustion. The realization of his own mistake hit Bobby hard. His cum was in the fabric of the singlet. He felt his limbs become immobile, and become part of his body. He fell to the ground, crumpled on top of Ryan. 100% cotton.