Within the middle of your two giant friends, you wonder how in mere hours, your happy holiday could become a horrendous occasion. You struggle to take the band off to no avail.
"Nah ah ah," Jack croons "Only me or Chad can take it off, which allows us to control your height whilever you are wearing it"
"What? You can't be serious" you question chad "Can you take it off and make me normal, i'll just climb in the back, you two will have all the room you need!"
Chad shakes his head "Nah man, the police will book Jack if they find you back there, plus theres no seatbelts. This is the safest way, and cool" The fact he called your predicament cool worries you.
You slump down with a huff. "This is shit!" you cross your arms. Jack smiles at Chad way above you.
"Could be worse buddy" Jack says like a family uncle.
"Pfft yeah right" you groan
Jack plays with his watch and before you know it, you are dwindling down to 3 inches tall. "Whoa Jack, no I Didnt mean it, put me back put me back!"
Jack shakes his head "Nah, you didnt believe me that it could be worse, now you have to deal with it". He takes one hand off the steering wheel and grabs you. You can feel the power and pressure from his fist, but you are surprisingly unhurt.
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