Dumping you out onto his bed, Jeff sets the jar atop his dresser before sitting down on the bed with you. He surrounds you with his legs, trapping you in, and seeing where you are, sitting disturblingly close to his crotch, you begin to back away, as unnoticably as you can manage.
"Don't move!" Jeff orders, and he puts his enormous hand over you so you stop. Once he is sure that you are staying put, he begins to remove his shoes and socks, followed by his pants and shirt, until he is dressed only in his boxers.
"This is so awesome," he tells you, "I've always dreamed of something like this. A human pet to do whatever I want with."
"Now, wait a minute..." you begin, but Jeff just ignores you. Picking you back up in his hand, he lies back on his bed and then drops you on his chest. From here, you can smell a slight mixture of deodorant and sweat, as well as see a few chest hairs just beginning to sprout.
"I hope you like what you see, 'cause from now on, I'm your whole world," says Jeff. "Now, first we have to come up with something to call you. A name."
"I already have a name! It's Mike!" you scream at him angrily.
"No, no, no. Mike is who you used to be. You're not Mike anymore. From now on, you're... Dick."
Whatever the words you were about to say drop out of your mouth and out of your head forever, as you stare at the giant teen's face, completely dumbfounded.
"Yeah. That's right. I think you get the picture. I'm naming you after my dick. You kind of remind me of it, you know. You're about the same size. Hey, speaking of my dick..."
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