As Chad turns, he sees that his arms are now hairless and the skin is becoming a shiny vibrant yellow. His fingernails are gone, and his skin looks like rubber. He feels so week. He can only see shadows from where he is standing, but someone's got to be there? He hopes, he raises his hand to try to call for help. But then everything fades out, so weak, and he's falling.
Yeow! thinks Chad as the drawstring jerks him awake. He cannot move, he's just hanging by the drawstring. No possible? Where am I? The field house is gone. He's in a dimly lit tall narrow metal room. Light shines through a vent in the wall. There seems to be no other light source. He looks down. It's a long way down to the dark floor. It smells kind of dank. Chad's mind naturally goes to the locker room, but this is too large to be a locker. Unless he shrunk? Not possible. He hears running water, and sounds of metal clanging. He is in a locker. He has been shrunk. But where is he? Why can't he speak? Or move? What's happened to him? It gets darker, and finally alone with his thoughts in the dark, Chad falls asleep.
As if in answer to his questions, the giant locker door clanks open. He awakens, he is sore from hanging there all night. He recognizes the locker room when the door opens. He has been shrunk. He is in a locker. He can only see the opener from the waist down. The dude is sporting a chubby, and he's taking off his jeans. He turns so that Chad can't see his face only his ass and the back of his head. The guy looks sort of familiar. Chad has a bad feeling, as the guy peels off his red boxer briefs.
The naked dude turns to face Chad. Chad can only stare at the huge uncircumcised penis slipping out of its dark foreskin. A hand grabs him and lifts him off the hook. Thad? No! The giant water polo player steps into his new shiny yellow Speedo. Chad is riding up Thad's dark shaved legs toward his hairy pubic thatch and giant cock and balls.
NO! screams Chad as he envelopes Thad's manhood.
Thad jumps with a start he heard Chad's scream in his head. He looks around his teammates are dressing and seem oblivious to what he heard.
"What was that?" he whispers to himself.
"Yuck, mfthpft, I got pubic hairs in my mouth," whined Chad.
"You've got what in your mouth?" said Thad.
"It's just chewing gum, Thad. You want some?" answered Rick.
"Sorry, my uncle chews tobacco, and thought that's what you were doing, Rick," Thad said as a quick save. He was losing his mind.
"I wish you were, Thad, I wish you were. It's me Chad. Somehow, somebody changed me into I, guess, your Speedo."
"Chad?" Thad whispered, and then he smiled and his chubby stiffened.
"NO! Fuck, you did this to me!"