"Well, that was easy," Dexter said shucking off his cargo shorts. He was not wearing underwear. He walks over to the heap of fabric you have become. He steps into you and pulls you up. Damn, you're tight Spandex boxer briefs. Dexter adjusts his crotch. It feels like he's moving his junk around inside your mouth. You can sure taste it.
"Don't forget to change him back in time so he can get to his first class, or the headmaster will be hanging you out to dry again," warned Hiram.
"I won't. Still don't know why he thought changing me into Skyler's jockstrap last year was a fitting punishment?" Dexter said flopping down into his bed and beginning to play with himself through his new boxer briefs.
"Skyler spent the whole first semester as your underwear. It was only after Spring Break that they figured out you were wearing him and had been since school started. You were lucky you only were his jockstrap for baseball season and that he didn't wear his jockstrap 24/7 as revenge," Hiram reminded.
"Oh, I don't think Skyler could've stood me 24/7. I kind of made sure I was too tight. A real ball crusher, you know," he added with a wink.
Hey, ball crusher huh? Maybe you can make it a bit uncomfortable for Dexter. You concentrate. But all you do is manage to work your way into his ass crack. Maybe a wedgie?
"I heard Skyler transferred to another college," Hiram said scratching his own crotch. His red cock slipped out of its hairy sheath. His sensitive goat nose could smell the pheromones and sex leaking out of Deter. You could taste the pre-cum oozing into you.
"Yeah, that was his plan. But I wanted revenge for being his jockstrap, so I managed to run into him at the airport."
"What did you do? Are the campus cops going to be busting in here any moment?" Hiram asked.
"Hard to say."
"Hard to say what?"
"Whether the cops will be here soon. But they want find Skyler. He's transformed all right, but inside a magic proof case. No one can detect him."
"Until you decide to wear him?"
"Right, and I don't need my singlet until wrestling season starts," Dexter said. Then he moaned. He was getting close to shooting.