Clyde grinned as he rubber the silicone blue rubber ass attached to the inflatable doll. "Nothing says, I can't take you for a test drive, Chad, before I send you off to the guy who ordered you. Wonder if your mouth is as usable?" He dug Chad's head out by his rubbery hair.
"Heh, heh? Hungry, Chad?" Clyde said holding the former football star's face in his hands.
Chad was totally freaking. He had been a strong vital living young man, but now he was a rubber and silicone lifeless sex toy in the hands of wimpy nerd that he could have pounded flat with one hand tied behind his back. Now, he was helpless in the 5'2" nerd's hands. He felt so used. When he felt Clyde's hands massage his butt, he felt so helpless, but weirdly he enjoyed it. He was getting off being helpless in this wimp's hands. How had this happened to him. How had he gone from being 200 lbs of dangerous muscle to just ounces of synthetic rubber and silicone? And why was Clyde turning him on, as he fingered Chad's mouth.