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Sadistic trucker has strange powers and enjoys using them on unsuspecting victims.
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Chapter #3

Heading to Jamaica

    by: GrizzlyMike Author IconMail Icon
Just recently read that Jamaica is really anti-gay, so I decided to vacation down there, smoke a bit of weed, and torment the homophobes. It only took me about 10 minutes to pack. Put in a few pairs of ratty shorts, tank tops, flip flops and some extremely pissed up and cum-stained jockstraps.

After packing, I slept like a log. I dreamt about all of the fun I was going to have. The weather up north were I live has been sucking shit. The Weather Channel showed sunny and balmy on the island.

I woke up early Friday morning and drove my pickup to the airport. There was a snotty looking 20-something girl on the side of the road hitching - not a good idea. Too bad for her, I wanted a little snack before leaving the country. I picked her up, only said about 3 sentences before shrinking her down to 3 inches.

I held her screaming little body over my mouth and winked my eye. Her clothes vanished in thin air, leaving the ample chested emu. Dropped that bitch in my mouth and gulped her down just like frat guys do to gold fish.

I can still feel her kicking and begging as I arrive at the airport.

In the bathroom of the tiny bar in the terminal, I shrink an annoying businessman down who was jabbering away on his cell phone. When he was 4 inches tall, I snatched him up and dropped him into my shorts. He cursed me from down in my pubes. I just focused on him until he was less than a 20th of an inch.

Sitting in my seat on the plane heading South, I closed my eyes to try and get an idea of what my little victim is going through. I can just look like I am sleeping, but see through his eyes. My pubic hairs were like massive trees to the punk. He kept sliding and falling down - guess my crotch is a bit moist - ha. Too bad for him that I hadn't had a chance to shower in about two days, so it smells pretty pungent.

You have the following choices:

1. Torment little guy on flight

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2. Finish off the bug

3. Control something else (ie-weather)

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