"Ty, can you water the lawn?" said Ty's father Mark from the living room.
"I'm busy, Dad," said Ty from his bedroom, lying. He had no intention of doing the lawn, mowing or watering.
Mark leaned into Ty's bedroom. The latter was working on his three-dimensional puzzle.
"Out, young man, or it's no rave this Saturday night."
"Awww...."
"Come on."
Ty grumbled but started walking.
Dustin was just coming home from a friend's and saw Ty flicking water from the hose around the lawn.
"Busted!" taunted Dustin.
Ty gave him the finger. Then smiled.
"Wait, Dusty. I got an idea."
Dustin came over.
Ty turned the water off.
Then he looked at the hose. His smile stretched bigger than any ordinary smile.
"What?" said Dustin.
"I'm going into the hose," said Ty.
Dustin only rolled his eyes and sputtered. "Moron."
"No, it'll be way cool. Watch."
Ty made sure no one was around, then stared intently at the hose.
The sheer excitement of it made him begin to breathe harder.
Dustin watched, his eyes slowly growing wider, as Ty's head and neck started to getting longer and thinner.
When Ty's head was thin enough, he shoved it into the hose, worming it in. It was hard to do because the hose was so thin!
Then Ty's neck slipped into the hose.
Dustin swallowed, not knowing if this was a good idea. But he was getting horny just watching this.
Ty's shoulders stretched thinner and thinner until finally they were slim as rope. Ty's shirt slipped off his body. Even so, Ty had a hard time worming into the hose. His whole upper body wriggled like crazy trying to get inside the hose, making the whole hose undulate back and forth wildly.
Dustin could feel his boner getting harder as Ty wormed himself inch by seemingly painful inch into the hose. Dustin could hear his younger brother panting with delirious pleasure inside the hose!
Ty's torso then his groin (hard-on pencil thin and twice as long) wormed into the hose. Legs, ankles, then finally feet wormed into the hose, clothes simply slipping off his elastic body.
When Dustin couldn't hear Ty hyper-ventilating in ecstasy anymore, he panicked and raced to the faucet. He turned on the water full blast, then held the end over the back of the lawn.
The water forced Ty out of the hose with an audible spurt, his body looking eerily like a twelve foot jet of cum.
He fell in a loose coil onto the lawn. Dustin ran over to his brother, afraid he'd really done it this time and killed himself.
"Ty!" said Dustin.
Ty's body slowly regained its normal shape. His eyes were closed. And Dustin grabbed his brother's face.
"Ty! Ty!!"
Ty only opened his eyes as if recovering from the biggest orgasm he'd ever had.
"I wanna do it again," Ty finally got out, and Dustin looked down in a mix of relief, envy, and disgust.
"Ty!" shouted his dad from the house. "Aren't you done yet?