Chad's locker was empty. He was sure he left at least some clothes in his locker but right now, he couldn't remember what those clothes were. He just knew they were gone.
"You're wandering sooner than expected."
Chad looked to see who had spoken. It was Miss. Trewel the health teacher. Chad covered his erect cock and tried to speak but couldn't part his rubbery lips.
Miss. Trewel said, "You at least deserve an explanation although you probably won't remember it. I did need a new dummy for the sex education class but with budget cuts, the school wouldn't buy a new one. Do you realize how disgusting the old one had become? Fortunately, I discovered a magic spell that could make a new dummy. Best of all, because you can move around, you can also be my assistant and hand out papers."
Chad tried again to talk. He was louder but it still sounded like a mumble.
Miss. Trewel said, "Oh, that's right you can't speak yet. Hold on and I'll get the knife. You're probably asking why I chose you. Well why shouldn't I choose the best looking body. I have to say, you look a lot better than I expected. I thought turning you into a blue rubber dummy would smooth you out but you still have a lot of detail including your treasure trail."
Miss Trewel used the knift to cut a slit between Chad's rubber lips allowing them to part, which allowed Chad to speak. "You can't get away with this. People will notice."
Miss Trewel said, "That's the beauty of this magic spell. People will notice but the spell will cloud their minds making them think this is all normal. Just try and go home. Your parents and all your friends believe that you are the school's property. All your clothes and possessions disappeared and if anyone see you wearing clothes, they'll think it's some kind of joke dressing up the dummy. You'll come back and be the school's dummy because you won't have any options. You'll have no home, no money, and no job. No one will hire a dummy."