Mike dangles you over his head with a big grin, his eyes narrowing in on your tiny body as you futiley struggle, trying to cling onto anything solid. He bursts out a quick laugh, which is just enough for you to see deep down into his gaping mouth. His huge tongue lines the way to his massive tonsils and deep, dark throat. The smell of his breath is horrid as it washes over you with a thick meaty scent.
"Mike, please!" you scream for him to help you. He lowers you down and cups you against his massive, bare chest. Every detail is magnified from the thin layer of hair cropping his body to the strong sweaty scent oozing from his pores. Like two beacons across a plain, his pink nipples stand out prominently. You stare up, way up to his face.
"Mike, I really need your help to get back to normal"
Mike groans, not breaking eye contact. "Listen little man, I'd really love to help you grow back, but...
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