Coach Jack and his soccer team [inanimate tf story 18+]
One sexy muscular soccer coach want to carry his university/college team at training session to another country. But funds were cut and team don't have enough money for tickets and hotels. So coach want to transform all team and carry them on himself.
Β Β One day coach asked all of us to prepare for a long training session in a different town. He said us bring some stuff with ourselves and came to the base at 6a.m. for the bus. But when we came to the base we didn't see any team transport. There are only taxi waiting for somebody.
We were met by our coach Jack. Famous person in our city, handsome and just a good person. He's not tall but very muscular and a little bit hairy, short brown hair, and a neatly trimmed beard.
All team came into lockers while transport is't arrive. More than 30 guys chatting and loafing around until coach came to us. He said that we are heading to the Italy at one of the best soccer bases. Jack said that we will spent more than two weeks there. And then he said that funds are cut and we are heading at one ticket. I know what he means. These tf-options. I came to realisation why there are no bus but taxi is here. He would shrink or transform us. But i heard that this kind of travels is illegal. Is't it?
Coach grinned. "It's only illegal if we get caught. And you will not be caught, no one will ever recognize you as human when I am traveling with you. So are you ready? This trip to Italy is a great opportunity for our team, we shouldn't pass it up. So who will be transformed first?"
ββBut what about our stuff? We can't move without gear and clothes!ββ
ββDon't worry guys. I will transform you into inanimate things together with your bags. But to transform you into something, i need a sample. You need to give me a thing which you wanna be and i will make you into it but my size and typeββ
ββBut coach, what if airline lose your bag? How you can leave us in your bag?ββ
ββNo guys. Everything is much better. I will be watching you all the time during the flight.ββ
ββHow?ββ - asked Mike, our goalkeeper.
ββYou will be my set of clothes during the travel of course!ββ
ββYou'll be wearing us?ββ
ββThat's right. No need to worry about getting lost. You'll be close to me the whole time. As close as possible! I'll take good care of you.ββ
ββI don't knowββ - said Rob β ββit's a bit weird.ββ
ββYeah, but this trip!ββ - said Kevin β ββwe can't miss it!ββ
ββAnyway, we will be together in same positions. Hey, coach, start with meββ - said Tony. He was our asian star in the team. He pulled out pair of black slim jeans and said β ββi want to be this.ββ
Coach Jack grinned and said β ββOur first passenger is heading for a boarding. Do you wanna be aware or unaware while transformed until we arrive?ββ
Tony thought about it, and looked down at Coach's muscular legs and ass. βββI want to be aware. I've never been a pair of jeans before, I might as well learn what it feels like.ββ
ββOkayββ - said coach Jack. He finished programming his phone and aimed it at Tony. Tony, his clothes, and his bag disappeared, and a pair of black jeans fell to the floor, a perfect fit for Coach. Coach picked up Tony and put him on top of his luggage, ready to put on his brand new jeans later.
ββHe can feel all that?ββ - asked Rob. ββYes, he can! Because he asked to be conscious as jeans. Alright, who's next?ββ
ββThats still gross. I'm next until we can choose. Jack, make me just an unaware ring please. Make this end as soon as possibleββ - it was Monroe, our tall forward. He got his suitcase and showed a nice silver ring which he want to be.
Jack typed something in tfapp and Monroe fall at the floor as a tiny inanimate ring. Ring rolls to me and I picked it up to my friend Jeff face. Then I try it on his finger while all guys looking at us in awe
ββYou'd better give Monroe-ring to me, Jeff.ββ - said Coach. ββIf you're wearing him when you get transformed, it could get complicated to restore him later.ββ
ββOkayββ. - Jeff said. He took Monroe-ring off and passed him to Coach. Coach put Monroe-ring on his finger.
ββAlright, who is next?ββ
ββI'll goββ - said Leo. He pulled a nice watch out of his bag. ββMake me like thisββ.
ββAware or unaware?ββ Leo thought for a moment.
ββUnaware makes me nervous. Aware, please.ββ
Coach nodded and aimed his phone at Leo, who disappeared and was replaced by a nice watch lying on the floor. Coach picked him up and put him on his wrist.
ββWe are!ββ - our twins, Nate and Liam came to Jack holding each a plain black sock. -ββWe want to be together so merge us with this. Unaware please.ββ
ββAs you wish guysββ - Jack pointed his phone at them and picked up his brand new socks. He dropped them on top of jeans.
ββMe next!ββ- I shout aloud. I decide to choose my form too until i can. I pull down my white spandex t-shirt from myself. β ββHere. I want you to wear me as this shirt.ββ Jack didn't say anything and typed his size and fired me.
I floated to the floor, a white Spandex T-shirt. Jack grinned and picked me up. β
ββI didn't ask, but you were so eager I knew you wanted to be aware.ββ Coach pulled off his shirt, revealing his muscular, hairy chest. He pulls me on, and I fit him perfectly, wrapping tight over his strong muscles. Only after my transformation I found out my mistake. I just wanted to be unaware shirt. Something what can't be lost and something that no so disgusting. I was a hetero guy after all. But bi in my fantasies. I've never found our coach very attractive for me so this situation was a one big mess. When he put me on, i feel very embarrassed before whole team. What they would think about me? I was not eager! I just want to choose my form! Damn! They cant hear meeeee. Meanwhile I can hear Mike and Rob whispering and laughing, but I can't quite hear what they're saying.
ββOkay!ββ - said Coach. β ββNext?ββ
ββI'll go.ββ - said Kevin. He held out the gold chain we wore around his neck. βββMake me like this please. Unaware.βββ
Coach quickly used his phone, and Kevin fell to the floor with a small clink. Coach picked Kevin up and put him around his neck. βββWho's next?ββ
ββWhat's your phone model Jack? - asked Perry. βββEmmm. Galaxy? Why do you asking Perry?ββ
ββMake me into your phone case. This one. I have same phone model. Aware.ββ - he held a nice Nike branded silicone phone case.
ββNice idea Perry. Aaaaand done.ββ Perry was replaced with a phone case in a blink of an eye.
Jeff picked him up and said β ββSo slick and nice.ββ He cant believe that this small thing is his friend and teammate. He run fingers over itβs back, wondering how it feels to him, but Coach holds out his hand, so Jeff give Perry-case to him, and he puts Perry on his phone.
ββI'll go.ββ - said Cameron. He held up his right arm, where he always wore a leather bracer. βββMake me like this, please. Aware.ββ
ββOkay, Cameron.ββ Coach used his phone, and Cameron was turned into a leather bracer, almost like Cameron had vanished, leaving his bracer behind. Coach picked Cameron up and put him on his wrist. βββYou're doing well, guys. Who's next?ββ
ββLess and less items to choose. So i will be your belt. Hey guys, who wanna make me a company on Jack's waist?ββ - it was Zack.
ββMe. Let's move together Zackββ - said Carlos, our latino hunk. They stand together with their sport bags, holding some nice leather belt and buckle. β ββBy the way. Fully aware please. I don't want to pass this adventure being insentientββ - Zack said. Carlos was shocked to hear this but he didn't have time to say that he want to be unaware. After Zack's words there was a nice brown belt with a big buckle on the floor. Jack placed them on top of his socks and jeans.
ββI better go while I can still choose.ββ - said Mike. βββYou need a jacket, make me like this one.ββ - Mike showed a nice, light jacket that would look good over me, his shirt. βββDon't take me off and forget me! And unaware, please.ββ - said Mike. Coach smiled and programmed his phone, and soon Mike was drifting to the floor. Coach picked him up and put him on. He fit nicely over me.
My vision was limited when Mike was placed on top of me. I feel every move of Jack. I watch how guys volunteered for their transformations. No one is went away! All were eager to fly away with Jack as his possessions. This is surreal. What if somebody see us? What if something happen with Jack? I prefer not to think about it.
Meanwhile i see how Jeff chat with Nate - his best friend in team. I was curious what are they planning to do. They both look at Jack's feet and pointed at me.
ββWho's next?ββ asked Coach.
ββWe'll go, Coach.ββ - says Nate. He holds up a pair of sneakers. βββWe'll be your shoes.ββ
Jeff said Β -ββAware, please.ββ Nate nods. Coach smiled and uses his phone, and in a second, Nate and Jeff are gone, and a pair of sneakers fall to the floor. They felt so strange! Unable to move. But not bad, kind of relaxing. But they both feel empty. Jeff felt how Coach picked up him and Nate up and put them both aside. I hope he will finish soon. Bith sneakers were eager to feel his foot inside! They are lusted after Coach Jack for a long time, but they didn't think they will be getting close to him in this way!
ββAlright, guys,ββ - said Jack β ββthere's still a lot more of you, and not many choices left. Who's next?ββ
ββI don't like this,ββ - said Rob. βββCan I be another ring, like Munroe?ββ
Coach shook his head. βββToo many rings would be suspicious.ββ
Rob frowned. βββOh, you need a wallet right?ββ
Coach nodded. βββYes, you could replace my wallet.ββ
ββOkay, I'll be a wallet, like this one. Unaware, please.ββ Coach grinned and used his phone. Rob disappeared, and a wallet fell to the floor. Coach took his money and cards out of his wallet, and put them into Rob, putting Rob-wallet on top of Tony-jeans so he wouldn't forget him. βββOkay, who's next?ββ
ββso. Somebody should be your underwear and i can be them.ββ - Said Vayne. β ββhe pulled out plain white briefs from his bag but then three guys came to him and said that they want to be underwear too.
ββI can't wear four underwear at once boys. You should be something different.ββ β
ββNo Jack, i have a solution.ββ - one of guys show a pair of skimpy speedos.
ββHow itβs gonna help you four to be on me? Speedos counts as one pairββ
ββYeah. One pair. But it's consist of several parts. One of us will be waist string, one will be mesh lining and two will be different-color parts. You see?ββ
ββBut your pair is a three color one. You see? White, blue and redββ Jack became curious. ββIt may worksββ
ββHmmm. We need one more guy to be a small white part. Who is wanna go with us?ββ
ββMe.ββ - said our newbie Brad.
ββOk. Let's try it then!ββ - Jack said and spent a little time programming his phone for the transformation, while Vayne shook Brad's hand and thanked him for helping. Suddenly all five men vanished, and a multi-colored Speedo fell to the floor.
ββSorry I forgot to ask,ββ - said Coach as he picked them up. βββI hope you don't mind being aware for this.ββ Coach took off his jeans and underwear, and pulled on his 5-man Speedo, which hugged his muscular ass and thick cock tightly. βββNice job, boys.ββ - said Coach, as he adjusted his cock and balls. The remaining men on the team stared at Coach, amazed.
Jack tied up speedo's string in nice knot and cupped his bulge one more time. β ββWhat are you thinking boys? Think faster, my taxi is waiting for me outside.
ββOurβ¦.I mean MY, flight leaves soon.ββ
ββWell. Pack me into your walletββ - Alex pulled out a packed condom from his pocket. -ββI hope you will not use me. Unaware please, because this travel may be boring as hell in your walletββ
ββSure Alex!ββ - snap and Jack picked up tiny rubber condom, wrapped in plastic. He shooved it in his wallet and looked back at remaining guys.
ββTwenty one! 21 guys were reduced into nothing. Jack, are you sure it is safe?ββ - asked one of guys.
ββSure. I've tried this before several times. Relax guys. Soon we will be in Italy.ββ -Jack didn't say that he never used tfapp before and was eager to try it on his whole team.
ββHmm.ββ -said Mark. βββA hat? Mark held up a baseball hat.ββ
ββOkay,ββ -said Coach.
ββDon't take me off and forget me! And unaware, please.ββ Coach clicked the app, and Mark fell to the ground as a hat. Coach picked him up and put him on.
ββIf we're going to Italy, you'll need sunglasses,ββ -said Rick, holding up a pair of sunglasses. βββUnaware, please. And don't sit on me!ββ Coach smiled, and clicked the app. He caught Rick in the air before Rick could fall to the ground and get cracked. He put Rick on and looked around at the rest of the guys. βββWho's next?ββ
ββDon't tell anybody else. I don't have much choices anyway. Fully unaware please. I don't wanna know what you will do with itββ - Gabe holds silicone cockring.
ββGabe, you are on board!ββ - Jack looked with a sly grin how wealthy and tall guy was shrinked into tiny sextoy. He picked up him and pulled down speedos pouch under his junk. βββThere you are, my tiny friend. This is your flight seat. Nice and comfy. First class!ββ - he placed former human on his cock and balls and then snap back his colored underwear and with a new addition they bulged much more nicely.
The other guys looked on uncomfortably. They couldn't believe what Gabe had done, that Gabe was wrapped around Coach's cock now. Or that Alex was a condom in his wallet. β
ββCome on, boys, you want to go to Italy, don't you?ββ
ββBut what is there left for us to be? I don't have a butt plug.ββ
ββI have a butt plug,ββ - said Quentin, blushing. He held it up.
ββI'll be this, if you're willing.ββ
Coach nodded and started programming his phone, then looked at Quentin. Quentin blushed even harder. β
ββUm, aware, please.ββ Coach grinned and clicked the app even as the other guys on the team gasped. Coach picked up the small Quentin-buttplug that had fallen to the ground, pulled down the back of his Speedo, and slipped Quentin into his ass with a satisfied grunt.
When speedos were back in place Jack stand up and frowned. ββSo, there 9 of you here left. Look. I think we have some not so attractive options: - artificial teeth - tatoos - headphones - antiperspirant - some pills. I can even eat you and carry you inside of me. Or you guys have any ideas maybe?ββ
ββOh, I'll be a tattoo.ββ -said Keith, flexing his muscular arm, showing off the stylized dragon that twisted around it. βββLike this one. Unaware please.ββ Coach nodded, clicked the app, and suddenly Keith vanished, and Keith dragon tattoo appeared on Coach's muscular arm. β
ββWe'll be headphones,ββ -said Aaron, as Matt held up wireless earbuds. βββJust don't lose us! And unaware, please.ββ Coach grinned, and soon Aaron and Matt were rolling across the floor. Coach picked them up and put them with his phone in its Perry-case.
ββCoach. I want to be your lenses. Please make me one. But i don't wear them.ββ
ββI can be your twin. Here, Jack. That's a sample oneββ - Martinez held a brown-colored lenses. Swooshβ¦ and Jack placed two more guys onto his body. Only four left. Jack want to leave as soon as possible and begin to dressed into his new possessions while last guys stand there shyly.
Jack put on his sentient jeans, buckled his belt and placed his inanimate wallet into pocket. Then he put on socks and wiggled his toes in them. β ββYo boys! Two of you will be my insoles! Yeah. Come here.ββ - he rummaged in his bag and pulled out his favourite gel insoles. He gave them to the guys. β ββone question:Aware or unaware?ββ
One of them frowned. βββ Unaware!ββ
ββUmββ -said the other, blushing hard. β
ββAware for me.ββ The other guy turned to him, looking shocked, but he had no time to reply as they both fell to the floor, turned into insoles. Coach slipped one inside Nate and one into the sneakers, and then put them on. Finally Coach's foot was filling Jeff and Nate, his weight pressing down into them. It felt so wonderful for them, like a relaxing massage. And to be so close to Coach was exciting! The last two guys looked nervously at Coach. β
ββIf you make us pills, won't you digest us?ββ
ββNaah. I am afraid to eat you too. It may be dangerous. I have a best way of travel for you. What about teeth? You two will be my implants as eight upper teeth. Turk, you tell me that you visited dental clinic yesterday. So show me you implants and tell me aware or unaware?ββ
ββAware. Look in my mouth. Here. Yeah. This is itββ
ββMe too. We can see everything so it's gonna be great opportunity for us.ββ
ββAs you want guys....aaaaand nowββ - Jack said when he fired them. He barely catch them before they fell on the floor. Then he placed them in own upper jaw. They merged with it and became still. Only now Jack saw that he was alone in room. Whole team was on him, especially seven boys on his private parts. Only one of them was unaware while others were fully conscious while being his posessions. Jack unzipped his jeans fly and caressed his speedo-clad bulge.
ββGreat job, boys! I'm sure you will enjoy this trip. I know I will!ββ Coach packed up his things into his bag and hurried out to the taxi, wearing the whole team on his body. He put the headphone guys in his ears, turned on his music on his phone, his fingers caressing his Perry-case, tapping his foot in me as he relaxed in the taxi on the way to the airport.
Taxi drove fairly quickly through the empty streets to the airport. Very soon Jack was in the terminal. He passed the initial screening at the entrance to the airport as an ordinary passenger. Not a single person around, neither the taxi driver, nor the airport staff, nor other passengers suspected that this pleasant man was traveling not alone, but simultaneously with his entire team of wards.
Jack checked in for the flight. He got boarding ticket and had some time before the boarding. He left his bag at stall and plunged phones back into ears.
I spend the last hour as his shirt and enjoyed all these rubbings over his hairy chest. That was fun and boring at once. I was trying to communicate with others but I can't hear them yet. Maybe something could change in our spell?
My friend Jeff enjoyed the hour as Coach Jack's shoe. He was really turned on to be so close to this sexy man, crushed by his foot. So far he haven't gotten bored yet. The quiet moments are just relaxing. And then Coach will walk somewhere, or tap his foot while he's waiting, and he'll be too turned on to be bored. I wish I could talk with Jess and Nate and hear if they are enjoying it as much as I am. Or the aware insole! I'm a little jealous of them. Maybe I'll ask to be an insole or a sock next time, so I can be closer to Coach's body. I wonder how all the other aware guys are feeling on Coach's body. I remember hearing about a setting on the tfapp to let inanimate guys communicate with each other and/or the app (sending a text message to the wearer) when they're nearby, but it seems Coach didn't turn it on.
Coach walk around the terminal, spending his time. His brand new outfit feels great! All his stuff was awesome. Guys became a perfect fit. All of them, from shoes to hat or from buttplug and cockring to jacket were comfortable and perfect! He caressed them one after another. First, leather bracer and watch then artificial teeth and lenses. After that he touched sunglasses, jacket and shirt. Before that he looked carefully one more time his new phonecase. Yeah, cool stuff Indeed. When no one can see he plunged his hand under that denim and caressed himself over THERE. He felt his cockring and plug at their proper places. This belt and buckle were great too.... Soon he decided to pass TSA and border controls. He came to the security lines where saw how people were scanned with lie detector. Agents asked people if they carry something banned or carry transformed people. Jack became very afraid that he wouldn't pass it. He must to do something until they asked him to come at scanning.
Then Jack remembered the memory settings on the TF app. As well as making guys unaware during their transformation, it could also temporarily suppress or permanently erase memories of transformation, or for a transformed guy erase his memories of being human. Maybe it could work with Jack's memory of transforming the team! Then he could pass the security questions easily, even if the security agents became suspicious of his cockring or buttplug. Jack opened the app and quickly checked it. Yes, he could suppress his memories! But for how long? 12 hours should certainly cover the flight. But what if it was delayed and he had to answer security questions again? 24 hours would be safer. Surely he would be safely in Italy by then. Jack was getting close to the front of the line. He quickly pressed the button to suppress his memories for 24 hours. Jack started at his phone, dazed for a second. What had he been doing? A security agent came up to him, holding a tray. "Please put your phone and any other metal objects in the tray, sir," he said to Jack.
Jack blinked several times trying to remember what he was thinking now. He can't remember but he was asked to drop metallic stuff. Yeah. This travel to the Italy will be great! A lot of sun, historical towns and beaches! Hmmmm... With that peaceful thought he put his phone, pods, wallet and jacket into plastic container on the belt. He came into inspection frame and it's was silent. Agent begin to pat him everywhere from top to down and nothing suspicious caught his attention. -You can take your stuff and pass to the next position.
Jack took all his things out of the tray, and put his jacket and hat and ring back on, hooking his glasses on me, his shirt. He stepped up to the next security agent. The agent seemed bored. Without even looking at Jack, he started talking.
"We are required by law to ask all passengers the following questions. Have you ever used TFApp?"
"Yes," answered Coach. He'd loaded it onto his phone a while ago and experimented with it with some men he'd hooked up with, usually erasing their memories after. The agent looked up at Jack, suddenly serious. But Jack was calm. He had nothing to worry about.
"Are you carrying any transformed persons on yourself at this time?" Jack shook his head. "No." The agent squinted at him.
"Have you accepted any bags from strangers that could contain transformed persons?"
"No." The agent started at Jack for a while. But Jack was totally calm.
"Okay, you can go," said the agent, bored again, waving Jack away.
When Jack passed TSA and border controls he said to himself: "Who ever be agreed to be transformed and packed in suitcase or being worn? Insane!" He turned on music again without warn about battery. Meanwhile his sentient possessions were worry about their fate. And after Jack's last changes they were able to communicate with each other if they touched. Now, five speedo-souls can talk with each other and jeans. Jeans can communicate with shirt and shoes. Only teeth, bracer, phone case, buttplug, lenses and watch doesn't have a company.
Jack walk around shops and markets until boarding was announced. Nothing interesting was here. When in plane, he sat in his aisle seat. Middle seat was occupied with a hot-looking tan italian guy in late 20's. Jack noted to himself that he doesn't mind to spend time with this guy.
During the flight, Jack struck up a conversation with the Italian guy, Gio. It turned out Gio lived the city where Jack would be staying, and he was happy to tell Jack all about it, the things that Jack should see, the restaurants that Jack should visit. The two men got along very well. Eventually Gio invited Jack to dinner with him, and Jack accepted. Sentient sneakers listened to Jack and Gio talked, getting turned on. Partly because of Coach's tapping foot, but also because they were imagining Coach fucking Gio while they are and the rest of the team lay discarded on the floor, with Gio having no idea there was a whole soccer team in the room with them.
I was a little confused because I thought Jack was going to turn us back after we landed, but I figured he decided to wait until the next day, as there was only one hotel room. I knew the other guys would be angry, but I was enjoying myself.
After three hours of chatting, Jack stand up and came into lavatory. After closing the door, coach turned to the seat. He unbuckled and pulled down jeans, hooked up jacket and then caressed his speedo-clad ass.
ββI don't remember when i bought this lovely pair. Fits me well for this holidays!ββ He caressed his junk through the speedos and then pulled it down at last. Tight underwear fall on top of the jeans, leaving Jack naked. He played with cockring a bit and aimed himself into bowl. Flow of urine fills up a bowl and Jack wiped himself. When Jack pulled his sentient underwear up to the waist, he became stiff. He imagined a hot night with Gio and then his favourite fantasy - massive orgy with his team. So good that no one will never know about it. He begin to stroke himself, being half-dressed in jeans and speedos.
Coach closed his eyes and started mumbling to himself. "Ah, Mark, your cock feels so good in my ass... Jeff, your hole is so tight... Tony, your cock tastes so good." I'm shocked. Is Coach fantasizing about us? His team? Doesn't he know we can hear him? But fuck, is he really fantasizing about fucking my ass? He grinds his foot in sentient sneakers while he jerks his cock, almost like he's fucking Jeff and Nate with his foot. They were so turned on, but I can't help but wonder what the other aware members of the team are thinking right now, being on Coach's body while he jerks off like this.
Guys in the front row of the show were amazed to hear such fantasies. Even guys who were dreaming about coach were surprised. Meanwhile, five membes of the speedos parts felt EVERYTHING. Jack stroked himself with them. Their stretchy bodies/body were in that masturbation rhythm. Droplets of precum soaked into their waistband and guys didn't know how to react. Some parts of the speedos were disgusted but some parts were eager for continuation. More and more they cant divide themselves from each other. More and more Jack touched them, more and more they debate, the more they think as one mind - as Jack's lovely swimsuit. Swimsuit wasn't eager for cum but wasn't against too. He just didn't want to be dirty. He just wanted to serve his owner as a good underwear now.
As Coach jerked off faster, more and more precum dribbled into Swimsuit. making a noticeable wet spot on Swimsuit's fabric. Swimsuit realized that if Swimsuit's owner wanted him wet with precum, then that's how he should be. Swimsuit started to crave the precum soaking into his fabric, wanting more, which Coach's cock generously supplied. Meanwhile, Coach was mumbling out the names of other team members, talking about their cocks, asses, muscles. Coach's left hand was grinding in me harder and harder as he got closer to climax. It was hard to keep track of all the team members he mentioned during his fantasy, I was so turned on. Coach started to sweat a little into my fabric. Finally, Coach came, shooting cum all over the mirror, his ass spasming around Quentin. All little bit of cum dripped down into Swimsuit, who eagerly soaked it up. After standing there panting for a little bit, Coach wiped off his dick and cleaned the mirror. He noticed he'd gotten a little cum on his Speedo, but he figured it would wash out when he went swimming.
He ticked back his softening cock into waiting pouch and zipped up jeans. He put on jacket back and shooved me under the belt. I was dumbfounded after this. I wondering how guys would talk about it. And what we gonna talk to unaware guys? Tell them that travel was boring and quiet or tell them everything?
ββHey! I don't want to be stuck like this! Damn.. He shot me with a cum and now he treat me like an ordinary shirt. I am a person! Jack!ββ
ββHe cant hear you, shirtββ
ββWho are you?ββ - i said
ββThat's me, speedoββ
ββErrm... I thought there are should be five of you down there. Why are you call yourselves as a speedo, guys?ββ Meanwhile somebody knocked to the door and Jack came outside to the seat.
ββHey guys, you are able to talk? Its me, Tony! I am jeans here. Maybe Zack and Carlos are here too? Guys?βββ
ββYeah, we are here. It's me, Zack the belt. But let me speak from us two, because our minds are merged slightly.ββ
I was waiting for a answer from "Speedos". They had to cradle Jack's parts all the time and i was afraid for their mental health.
"No, there's not five. I remember... some humans, some men, but I'm just Speedo now."
"Just Speedo, what does that mean?" said Tony, as Coach's leg muscles stretched him, sitting down. Coach grinned at Gio and continued their conversation.
"I don't know what you mean. I'm a Speedo. I cover Coach's ass and hold his cock and balls."
"Yeah, and I help hold Coach's jeans... I mean, Tony, up. But I'm Zack! I'm not 'belt'!"
"that's what i talk about! This is my purpose after all. I am wondering, why do you have these human names? I will call you as "Shirt", "Belt", "Jeans". Owner doesn't like when clothes doesn't serve well."
"What? I am not shirt! I am a man! You can't call me that!"
"But you are shirt! You are made to cover his chest and shoulders from the sun. Shut up and be a good wear, Shirt" All members of the chat were silent. I thought that guys set some kind of a bad joke. Speedos? "Call me Speedo"?! This is ridiculous.
But then i understand that Zack speak strange too. What does he mean when he said about that "merging" with a buckle?
"Alright, guys, calm down," said Tony. "Things are obviously a little weird right now, but Coach will change us back soon. Well, eventually. In the meantime, it's no good yelling at each other."
"It's a little scary, though," said Zack. "Carlos and I are already feeling our minds merge a bit, it's tough to keep our thoughts separate. Do you think that's what happened to Vayne and Brad and them? Are me and Carlos going to start calling ourselves 'Belt' and forgetting our human lives? We just wanted to go to Italy to train and maybe have an interesting ride on the way there, but this is... weird."
"Let's wait a bit until Coach gonna act normal. I don't know why he is treating us like this. He act like we are not exist here. Seems like he totally forgot about us. Otherwise i can't describe what happened in toilet." said Belt, i mean Zack. Shit, i start to call him a Belt! This is not good. Then we all became still.
Meanwhile, under the front seat, Jack crossed his legs and Jeff met you sneaker buddy. They are able to talk with each other and gel insole.
Jeff hear something almost like a voice when Coach crosses his feet. "Nate?" Jeff ask, "is that you?"
"Jeff! Yes, it's me, we're finally touching and can talk!"
"Oh, that's how this works?"
"Yes, I've been talking to Tyler a lot!"
"Tyler, your insole? Can Tyler hear me?"
"Hi, Jeff, yes, I can now."
"Oh wow, tell me, how is it as Coach's insole?"
"Come on, Ty, you call tell Jeff, it's okay," said Nate. ββI could almost feel Tyler blushing.ββ
"Coach's foot feels so good."
"That's so cool! I'm a little jealous of you as his insole, you get to be closer to his foot. But I'm really happy as his shoe!"
"Oh man," said Nate, "me too! I almost don't want to change back for practice!"
"Me too," admitted Tyler.
"But Coach is acting really strange, don't you think?" asked Nate. "Jerking off in the bathroom while wearing us, saying all our names! The straight guys must be so shocked! The ones who are aware, anyway."
"Yeah, I don't understand what Coach is doing," Jeff say. "But I'm so happy being his shoe right now."
"Yeah, it's all I can think about," said Nate. "I'm Coach's shoe. I'm Coach's shoe."
"Nice to meet you, Shoe," Jeff joked. "I'm also Shoe!"
"Hi, Shoes. I'm Insole," said Tyler, finally relaxing.
"Guys, you can't be both just some mundane "Shoes" - said Tyler. For him it was a joke now - "you should be Leftie and Righty. Otherwise i will not be able to divide you.β Haha. Am i right, Leftie-Jeff and Righty-Nate?" β
ββSure, my gelly friend. Haha. Hey, Lefty, how its going when Coach wiggle his toes?"
More and more they call themselves as items, more they associated themselves with it. First it was a joke but soon it became serious for all of them.
"Unfortunately our sock friends are silent. They missing all fun here!ββ - said Insole.
"Haha, too, bad, because they miss out on Coach's wiggling toes. They feel so good, right, Righty?"
"Yes!" said Right Shoe. "I love it when his toes wiggle! Like... ooh, just then!" Coach and Gio were laughing about something, and he shifted his feet and wiggled his toes.
"Ahhhh," said Insole. "Insole has it the best!"
"Haha, he all work together, to take care of Coach's feet," said Insole. "Yeah, that's what Shoes and Insoles do, right, Leftie?"
"Haha, that name is a little annoying. You can use my real name, Shoe. I mean... Shoe. Wait, is that my name? I'm... Coach's Shoe. Yeah, that's my name. Left Shoe. Sorry, I got confused there."
"It's okay, Left Shoe," said Right Shoe, "I know how distracting it is having Coach's feet in us all day.ββ
"Especially when he... ahhhhh... wiggles his toes!" said Insole.
Meanwhile Jack had a nice talk with Gio while his phone keep playing the music. β
ββOh. My battery is dead. Shit, how i am suppi to found my hotel?ββ
ββDon't worry, pal! I will help you got there. Then you will drop your stuff there before we go around the town. There are a lot of sightseeings!ββ
They chat all flight along. They have a lot of common to each other. Gio was a fitness coach too. He set a lot of sessions at the beach. Jack talk him about his team. He was unaware that whole team was on him, so he tell about them just as his far away work.