You have no memory at the moment. You were once a young preatty boy. Now you are trapped in a dark stuffy room, like cardboard. Then suddenly light enters your world. You get blinded buy the flash. The air feels fresh, with a slight staleness of moisture. You soon find out why. You look up to see the face of a massive giant, clean shaven with green eyes and broad chin and neck. A massive hand reaches down and grabs you, but you arfe too stunned to escape. As he lifts you out, you get a better view of the giant holding you. He has massive mounds of muscle in his arms and chest, running down his abs. He wears a tight thong, which barely contains his massive member. Other than that, he stands barefoot with only a chain around his neck.
"Wow," he shouts. "This looks exactly like what I wanted. My name is Rick, and you are my personal toy."
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