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Chapter #3
Take the car to truck cab
by: Unknown
I climb back up into my truck and go into the sleeper to have fun with my new found victims. I set the car on a shelf with them facing right at me. I slide my shirt off and ask, "You twinks like a big bear?" The guy's in front looked disgusted and start hurling offenses at me - badmouthing my furry body and saying that I've got B.O. Oh boy, these boys are dumber than rocks.
The guy in back is just kind of smiling goofy. I look over and notice his hands down his pants. Looks like someone does appreciate a good bear. I'll have to be more lenient on him.
I rip the car back from the front passenger and pull him out roughly. Can't help but rub him around my hairy chest. Also, I reach up my cutoff jean shorts and scratch my hot stinky nuts with his face. I take a floor mat off the ground and set it on my bed. I bargain with the turd, "If you can make it across this in two minutes, I'll return you to your normal size and let you go free." A look of relief crossed his face. Although he was only 3 inches, he could easily make it across the twenty-four inch plastic mat.
I got an egg timer (that I conveniently keep in my cab) set up for two minutes. Asking him if he was ready, I almost set him down. "Oh, I forgot to mention this part," I told him as I pinched his entire right foot in between my index finger and thumb. I mashed up most of the bones from his ankle down to his toes. He screamed in pain as I just kept snickering and turned on the timer.
He could barely walk. The prick was on the ground writhing in pain. He was crawling with every bit of energy toward freedom. Two minutes will be plenty of time for him to reach the finish - even in his physical state. Of course I had a plan already. With less than 6 inches to crawl, I lay my head down and stare at him at his level. "Only about 6 inches to go," I inform him, "Come to papa - ha." He made a face that clearly showed that I made him sick to his stomach.
Too bad for him, I am one evil shit. I start blowing lightly straight at him. My bad breath blows warm right into his little body. "Better hurry up, only 30 seconds left," I taunt my toy. He is digging and fighting to get to the end. I grab my cigar out of the ashtray and inhale. Leaning back down, I blow in strong puffs. The smoke burns his eyes and the gusts of wind from my massive mouth push him back.
RRRRIIIINNGGGG...
The buzzer goes off and my little victim had already been blown back to the middle...
I ignored his cries of me cheating and this not being fair, "You lose, what should I do with you now?"
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