"Last one in the pool is a rotten egg," Bruno said as he pushed the door open and blasted a loud smelly fart back into the sauna.
"I smell rotten egg," laughed Rick pinching his nose and carrying his pool toy under his arm.
Thad held up his inflatable blue Chad, and stared at it a moment. Then he leapt off the bench and raced down the hall toward the pool being careful not to slip on the wet floor with Chad under his arm and pressed against his side.
"Thad, you're crushing my dick!" whined Chad.
"Not not now, Blue boy, I gotta beat those two into the pool. He grinned as he opened the janitor's closet. He had noticed earlier that there were two doors to the closet. One in the shower area, and the other by the pool. "Good it's unlocked."
He opened the door to the pool, and hesitated a moment to make sure that no one was in there, before he came out naked. He was standing next to the pool, when Bruno and Rick emerged from the locker room exit. He jumped in with Chad in his hand.
Bruno and Rick hit the water together.
Three blue sex dolls floated in the pool. Bruno put his arms up on his inflatable Angus, and laughed.
"Guess, we're a couple of rotten eggs," Rick said popping out of the water, "Bruno & I tied. How'd you beat us?"
"Short cut. Whoa, can you hear your inflatables?" Thad said treading water and holding on to Chad's shoulder.
"Yeah, what's Chaddy boy saying about us," Bruno asked.
"Oh, he's agreeing that you are a couple of rotten eggs,and he wants to be human again."
"Heh, heh, yeah, sounds like Chad. I imagine he added a few expletives," Bruno said, "Okay, Chad, here are the facts: You are now a pool toy and a Speedo. You belong to Thad. If he decides to chuck you in the trash, tough luck. If you're a good supportive friend, and the swim team wins the Nationals, then you will be given the option of being changed back into a human or continuing to be Thad's property."
"You're serious," Thad asked.
"Oh, yeah. Our suits are highly motivated for us to win. It's been fourteen years since we won the Nationals. Coach Sinclair was Principal Mullins pool toy boy. As far as I know half the guys decided to remain Speedo/pool toys, but if Chad can motivate you to win, he can be human."
"Now let's have some fucking fun with our pool toys," Rick said flipping his Brody face down and jamming his penis in Brody's mouth.
"Listen up, Thad, unless you want to be a Speedo and pool toy too. When we cum in our suits they become pool toys, when we cum in our pool toys they become Speedos. Now if our pool toys cum they ejaculate blue stuff that can change any guy into a Speedo/pool toy too, so always put a condom on his cock before fucking his ass or fucking your own ass."
"Yeah, oh, yeah," sighed Rick, as he splashed and his inflatable Brody shrank back into a Speedo.
"That's how we changed Chad. He probably thought it was the drawstring, but it was really the blue powerade drink we gave him earlier. A mix of Brody's and Angus' blue cum and real powerade."
"Ew," voiced Thad sharing Chad's thought.