To your surprise, Mike, a 21 year old blond football player slinks out of Chris's room. He is in his jersey and nice fitting black shorts. He was Chris's Friend from school and crashed at your place regularly, the many odours of the lounge you are on are largely because of him.
He shuffles in a hungover state to Justins room, creaking the door open. Even this far away you can hear him boom "hey you two, stop spooning" he laughs "Thanks for the bed Chris...i cant remember much but I think she was good!" He beams "you can have your bed back now, just watch out for the sticky spot ha!" He closes the door over.
He groggily shuffles towards you on the lounge. You think he is reaching for you as his giant hand delves into the cushion for the tv remote. As he withdraws it you realise he is yet to discover your tiny form, despite you jumping up and down. He turns around to turn the TV on revealing his tight ass bursting underneath the tight black shorts.
A thunderous fart bursts from between the massive cheeks of the giant way above you, he enthusiastically waves his hand behind him in an effort to get rid of the stench. Unfortunately no amount of waving is going to remove that smell that has burnt into your nostrils, causing your eyes to welt up. Unable to see, you stumble around to maintain a footing, like a doll you fall down hard and roll before coming to a stop. When you regain vision you are horrified as you see things have gotten much worse as
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