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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · LGBTQ+ · #1595149
You shrink down to a 1/4 of an inch when taking some medication.
This choice: Masons underwear  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Masons underwear

    by: AlcaPoco Author IconMail Icon
You grin as you decide on the pair of grey boxer briefs bunched up on the floor below you. With a bit of a running start you leaped off the bed and landed with an inaudible thump in the pouch of the underwear. You shook your head, grimacing as stray pubes longer than you diminutive body held you down, you barely having the strength to escape their wiry grip. As you struggled with the brown tendrils, you failed to sense the vibrations running through the floor, only noting Masons presence when his shadow fell over the crumpled undies. You look up and gasp.
Mason was extremely muscled with a good bit of fat to cushion blows in rugby, but it only slightly affected the definition of his muscles. He had a short brown crew cut and a trimmed beard as he surveyed the room, standing naked in it with not a care in the world. His thick legs ran up 100’s of feet above you, ending with his huge ass and thick balls, his sack the size of a soft ball, he was just gifted like that.

“Matt, you in here bud? You haven’t seen my clean clothes have...well here’s something..” He began before looking down at the article of underwear you were caught up in. Without another word he slipped his feet in and began pulling up the boxer briefs.

“Mason, Mason wait I’m in these!” You shouted, throwing up your arms as the dangling mass of ball flesh came closer, sending you into shadow.
To make matters worse, years of washing and muscle growth had made these boxers a few sizes to small for Masons thighs and butt. The rugby player grunted as the trunks began to catch on his thighs, causing him to do the classic yanking maneuver, his balls being sent dancing as you jarringly were pulled up until he gave one final yank. Your world became dark and hot as your quarter inch form was taken up into masons ball folds, the rugby player adjusting himself before walking back into the living room and plapping on the couch, unaware his friend was somewhere in his sack skin....
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