I hold on to the towel for dear life as it rapidly jerks upwards. My giant naked friend dries his hair off. I bump against his bare chest as he does so. I nearly lose my grip. Jake moves his way downwards, pushing me against his belly button. Then the portion of towel I am on heads straight towards his giant manhood. I get rubbed against the soft mass of fless, forcing me off the towel. I nearly fall to the floor, but I manage to pull myself on top of Jake's bus-sized weiner.
I am plunged into darkness as the giant slips his boxers on. I can't believe that I have found myself shrunk, inside my best friend's underwear. A loud chainsaw sound makes me jump in fright, but then I realize it is Jake pulling up the zipper on his jeans.
Jake's massive voice booms out as he says goodbye to the other guys. Each step he takes shakes me around like a rag doll. I need to get his attention, but I decide to wait until he is not moving around. The combination of being small and not able to see where Jake is going disorients me. I think I hear him open his locker and then head outside. There is a rattle of a chain and I remember that Jake rides his bike to school.
As he hops on, I slide backwards into Jake's pubic hair before falling onto on of his balls. Each time he pedals I am rocked gentle. After what feels like an eternity, but likely wasn't more than ten minutes, Jake stops pedaling and I feel him hop off his bike.
"Hey," a female voice says. I recognize it to be...
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