You plop into Bricks hand and he smiles down at you. He grabs a rag and wipes you down. You are almost dry when he stops. You sigh in releif when you are plopped on the bench. But that releif was short lived as Brick took his shirt off. He the proceeds in picking you up and rubbing his pit stained shirt against you.
You scream but your screams are muffled by the smelly shirt. When he was finished he threw his shirt and it landed on the floor in front of Landon who was smirking.
"That was only the start! RUNT!!!" Brick said before lifting his arm to show me the most horrible smell ever! Even worse than Landons farts at point blank range, and I was 30cm s away!!!
Brick then shoved me into his hairy armpit. The hair was entangling around me and I was already dripping with sweat! And the smell... It was 100000000000000000 time worse than from a distance and 1000000000000000000000000000 times worse than Landons farts!!! I'd rather be shoved up Landons ass than be here but sadly I am here.
He then proceeds in dropping his arm, trapping me in his armpit if doom. He smiles and pushes me in deeper.
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