Jimmy enters the locker room in his uniform, his baseball bag in hand. He puts it in his locker and you realize he's about to leave, so you race after him shouting "Jimmy! Jimmy!"
Jimmy stops and turns around, spotting you. You don't even have a chance to ask for help before he scoops you up and flashes his handsome grin at you.
"It happened again?" he asks. You don't know what he's talking about. "Every so often a boy shrinks in here," he elaborates. "I found a few before. And now it's you, Jason!"
You're fearful. "What did you do with the others?" you ask hesitantly.
Jimmy grins again. "I'll show you!"
He tosses you in his mouth, rolling you around. His mouth is clean but his warm spit soaks you over and over again as he licks you, sucks on you like you're candy, and rolls you around his hot mouth. You're getting dizzy as his saliva rushes down your throat and bathes every inch of your tiny, naked body. Finally, Jimmy spits you in his hand and runs a finger over you, smearing his own spit on your body.
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