Josh grinned, and Chad could feel his skin crawling-changing. He tried to stand, but he just was able shift a bit before collapsing back to the floor. He felt so weak.
"Yeah, I think I'll make you super absorbent, stud. And maybe pheromone scented?" Josh said twisting his lips as he thought and Chad's insides twisted and seemed to vanish.
"A-a-a-towel?" Chad stuttered weakly.
"Nah, new jockstrap for Woody."
"No!" shrieked Chad as the air emptied out of his lungs and he collapsed in a heap on the floor and started to shrink.
Woody was a horny dude. He was always jacking off, every chance he got. He liked to do it best while wearing a jockstrap. In the sauna, in the locker room, practically anywhere- Woody loved to blow his load. Hell, he even did it at least once during a practice scrimmage. Chad had gotten tackled and felt something damp on his thigh-it was obvious as the stood up that Woody had blown his load inside his jockstrap and shorts. He just laughed it off, asking, "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" If he wasn't a damn good football player, and his buddy, Chad would have asked the coach to boot him from the team. Chad always got his way - until now. Damn Josh. Damn Woody!
Josh picked up Chad the jockstrap and shoved him into his pocket.
Woody was pumping iron in his driveway wearing only socks and shoes and a pair of old too-short shorts. Josh screwed up his lips as he could see Woody's balls through the leg opening of the tented shorts.
"Hey, Woodster!" Josh said, "Thought you should be the first to try this out," he threw the jockstrap so it landed in Woody's face as he put the weights back on the rack.
"What's this another jockstrap? I go through like 3 a day, but you know that since you do the team laundry," Woody said testing the elastic on Chad's pouch.
"Try it on, and see how you like it. It's supposed to be super-absorbent. I wanna see if it will cut down on your laundry," Josh said with a laugh.
Woody pulled down his shorts since he was at the back of the driveway and Josh was blocking his view of the street.
"Whoa!" Josh said.
"Yeah, that's why they call me Woody," laughed Woody as he put Chad on and pulled up his shorts.
"Well, let me know how you like it?" Josh said as he turned to leave. He didn't want Woody to see his wicked grin or Woody would suspect something.
"Sure, man. Hm, it does fit like a glove," Woody said adjusting himself.
Chad thought, No. NO. You got to be kidding.
Woody was already jacking off into him and he hadn't been on Woody more than 30 seconds.
Two minutes later, Woody's crotch was bone dry, and Chad felt like he'd eaten a six course dinner.