The sticky fingers of Spence wrap around you, stinking of sweat and grime. You are still in awe of the detail of the giant man, the smell and heat of the fist reveals to you the power spence has over you. Your tiny form is insignificant compared to this man. Your mind rushes through the many ideas of what could go wrong with this situation, Spence could easily crush you without any care or knowledge. Your brain runs into overdrive as you remember Jack's story of losing your brother up his ass for a night. Imagine if you were lost deep in the folds of Spences reeking ass or even worse, no-one else knows you have shrunken.
You feel the hand moving about in the humid cavern of the blanket. To your surprise, the hand moves you
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