Just before heading into the outhouse, Jeff notices something shiny behind a leaf. He leans over his massive body to see what it is and is surprised to find a gold ring. The ring had all sorts of strange inscriptions on it. Amazing enough, the expensive looking ring fit perfectly on his right ring finger. Jeff was thinking that he must have the best luck in the world.
He went into the outhouse and turned around. It was pretty dark and smelled rancid. A light burst from the ring illuminating the small, dirty room. This happened as Jeff was turning around and sliding his sweatpants down. He hadn't even had a chance to sit down. Then, everything went black.
He woke up in a daze and figured that he must have blacked out. What a strange thing to happen. "What the fuck?" he said out loud, trying to get his bearings. It was pitch dark and the ground that he was standing on was now softer. The smell was overwhelming. It was like the stench from his feet now surrounded everything in a thick layer. It hit him like a brick - "Jesus, I am fucking naked. Where the hell did my clothes go?"
Little did Jeff know - he had shrunk down and was standing in his boots with his clothes in a huge pile on top of the boots. He was now only around 3 inches.
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