"Hey, Shar, you make yourself comfortable," Ted said as he let Shar into the first aid room, and pointed to
the examination table. Then he added, "I'll go get a ocndom."
She blushed, giggled and started to unbutton her blouse.
Ted closed the door and found himself face-to-face with Coach Mick Gridiron. The twenty-three year old coach
had graduated from Ted's high school six years earlier.
"Ted, you don't have a girl in there do you?" said the assistant coach, "I heard a girl giggling."
Ted reached into his pocket and pulled out Jeff's phone, and lied, "I was talking to my girlfriend on the
speaker phone." He opened the Chronivac app, and reset the coach's parameters. He picked up the round rubber
ring that was on the floor in the pile of clothes that the coach had worn. He tuned in the coach's thoughts
and headed back into the first aid room.
Twenty minutes later, Shar slipped out the fire exit with a smile on her face. Ted sat on the exam table
holding the condom filled with his cum. His Speedo hung around his ankles resting on top of his high tops.
Jeff couldn't believe this. He was Ted's Speedo. His parents were Ted's shoes, and his brother Jason. He
shuddered.
"You liked that, Mickey, didn't you? I have an idea," Ted typed on the phone, and the condom absorbed all the
cum inside the reservoir. He could barely make out the coach's satisfied face on the tip of the condom. He
chuckled, and pulled Jason out of his ass.
"Hey, Master,don't be upset. You might recall Mick Gridiron when he was at school a couple years ahead of you?
Well, he was the assistant coach here, but now he's a living condom, and he feels great." He rolled the
condom over Jason the living dildo, and then put the two up his ass. He pulled the Speedo up, and headed to
the pool.