Chad stood hidden in the back of the supply closet under a tarp. Josh came by every few days to refill dispensers. Chad wasn't getting bigger. He was still connected to every guy in school, but there were so many, he couldn't keep track. He had glimpses of the principal's reflection in the Chess Club President's eyes. He wasn't sure whether he was more surprised that the principal was banging a student, a guy or that particular wimpy nerdy guy. He vaguely wondered about the principal's wife, and the coach's wife. Did anybody sleep with their spouse? He wondered. He wished he could shake his head. He wasn't thinking clearly. The liquid inside him only came up to his knees. Josh had taken to filling buckets from him instead of ladling out his body wash innards. They still felt like organs even if they were liquified. He could feel everyone, but so many cocks jacking off, and so much sex, but he wasn't refilling. He sometimes overheard people from through the door as they passed in the hallway.
"Say, Josh, we need more body wash," said Gus.
"Yeah, I know," said Josh unlocking the store room.
"Say, Josh, you have any idea what happened to Chad? I, mean, you always open up and lock up."
"Nope," lied Josh.
"But you must've been the last to see him, Josh, because the police said the bottle of body wash we left in his locker was gone. So he had to take it. If he took it, he had to come into the locker room, so you had to see him"
"I don't live in the locker room. What bottle of body wash are you talking about? How did you get into Chad's locker to leave anything?"
"Oh, as a joke the team refilled that empty bottle of body wash you left us that looked like Chad's face in his locker. And everybody knows that Chad's locker combo is his various team numbers."
"Well, I don't know that the face on the bottle looked like Chad that much. It was just a generic plastic head with yellow painted hair. What did you refill it with anyway?"
"Cum!" smirked Gus.
"Cum? You filled a whole bottle with your cum?"
"Nah, the team did."
"Okay, and everyone knows the combo, apparently, except me? So why do you think one of your teammates didn't have second thoughts and remove the bottle before Chad found it?"
"Oh, that's what the detective said, but nobody's admitted to taking it," Gus added, "You really didn't know his combination?"
"I use a key, if I need to open a locker. I don't need to memorize anyone's combo."
"Not even your own?"
"Well, I know that. Now why don't you go get changed. I'll get you the body wash."
Josh entered and grabbed a pre-filled bottle of Chad wash. He patted the crotch through the tarp. Chad felt thrilled that Josh thought of him enough to touch him. Josh was just making sure his big bottle was still there. If the police searched the school, they would probably find it. Maybe he should move it. Chad was still causing Josh trouble.
After the last teen left, and Josh was sure that the coach was gone, Josh decided he needed a shower too. He decides to use a fresh bottle of Chad wash.