Hours later, Jeff climbed out of the pool. He headed to the sauna. He dozed off a bit. When he awoke, his
suit was dry and he was late. So he hurriedly dressed pulling his jeans over his Speedo. It was only when he
was halfway home that he remembered he was still wearing Ted. He had meant to turn him back, but if he did Ted
would be naked, and the locker room was locked. He shrugged, he would just have to wear Ted to bed tonight. He
could change him back after practice tomorrow - maybe.
Ted was freaking. He was totally aware, but he couldn't do anything. He was a helpless inanimate swimsuit, and
that jerk Jeff was wearing him. He didn't really understand how Jeff had made himself into a super athlete, or
how Jeff had turned Ted into a Speedo, but he knew it had something to do with Jeff's phone. He had to get that
phone, if only he was human. Maybe he would turn back if Jeff ever took him off? Or maybe he was stuck this
way forever? Someone would be looking for him, right? But why would they look for him wrapped around Jeff's
ass and crotch? He felt doomed.