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I felt my body transforming into a cubed shape, my face made up one square, with my arms, legs and torso making up the rest of the squares, I couldn't speak but I could still see, smell, and hear everything.
All the other guys roared with laughter as Jimmy lifted me up, pinching me between his thumb and finger. I stared into his piercing brown eyes as he said "Man you are pathetic, at least you'll keep my beer cool." At first I didn't realise what he meant until he dropped me into his beer, causing me to tingle. I had been turned into an ice cube.
The rest of the guys ignored me as they continued on with the poker game, with Jimmy treating me as if I was nothing more than an ice cube, my existance was to simply keep his drink cold. Every so often I would be overturned in the glass as he swigged his beer, it was completely humiliating.
Eventually the poker game finished, with Mike winning the game with a straight flush. All the guys raised their glasses to him and clinked them together, 'Oommpphh!' The vibrations caused me to shake against Jimmy's glass, as he downed the last of his beer. "Right!" Jimmy said, clapping his hands together. "Time to hit the hay, but what should we do now with the runt to make sure he stays while we sleep?"
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