You are Kevin, a small kid who has always just kind of blended into the crowd. You are average at everything; nothing really separates you from anybody else in you high school. You are a gay male, but of course in high school nobody else knows about that. You have always loved to sneak peaks on the hot lacrosse players, hence the reason you became the towel boy.
One day you walked into the guys lacrosse locker room while they were playing their toughest match of the year. You would usually sneak in and sniff some of the guys jock straps or socks. This time when you walked in you felt a bit light headed. You thought maybe it was just a headache or something. Interestingly enough, there was a rather peculiar odor in the air, and it wasn't that of jock sweat (you knew exactly how that smelled).
All of a sudden, you pass out on the locker room floor.
You wake up to head exploding with pain. You focus your eyes into view and see huge lockers everywhere. Directly in front of you are two endless brown platforms. Over to your left are white mountains. To your right is a yellow tinted hill. You slowly put the pieces together and realize you must have shrunk! You could not be more than 1/8th an inch tall!
Walking around slowly, you realize this is your dream come true. There are enormouse sandals in front of you, socks to your left, and a jockstrap to your right.
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