"You tiny guy, come with me runt!", says Mr. Rush.
You followed him behind his muscular back. Watching every part of his skin stretch at every move. And the more you look at him, the more he seemed to grow. But you realize he wasn't going towards the out entrance of the school, instead, he was leading you into the office.
You arrived at his office space, a little room with a small desk. But turning around, you see that bodybuilder lock the door and close the window curtains.
"Now little runt, I'm going to assign a different task for you instead."
"Okay, sir."
"Great. Now, let me do something."
And in an instant, he touches your skin, you start to feel weak, and you fell asleep unconcious.
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.12 seconds at 7:36pm on Nov 26, 2024 via server WEBX2.