When you heard a door open you thought he was at home. Finally you can't stand he saliva. You opens his mouth and spits you on pillow. "First don't ever spit me out, second that was gross, third why didn't you use your pockets!" You said.
"What pockets you mean these." He points to his blue hip things. "These are part of my body."
"Oh I always thought they were pants, because they look like pants. But what are you going to do with me now." You prayed it wasn't something like your weird older high schooler friend (which your not in high school your in elementary.) talks about food rubs, vore, and being naked, how is he your friend again?
"I'm going to help you grow back but I want something in return." He said.
"I don't have a lot of money." You said.
"No not that I want you too
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