Kurt screamed for help while he could, desperate to alert one of his giant classmates before they left for the showers. "HELP! HELP ME! HEY!!"
Now he watched a herd of giant male figures disappear through the far door, into the shower room. Butts of all shapes and shades seemed to wave him a cruel goodbye as the crowd's loud chatter faded to echoes. Kurt let out a defeated sigh and sank to his knees, on the brink of tears.
That was when a loud noise to his right made him jump. It was the slap of a bare sole against tiles. Then another, then another. "Kurt??" A voice said nervously. "Wh- What are you doing here?"
Finn stood over his tiny stepbrother, dressed only in a wet towel, looking like a Greek god with his pale sculpted frame and handsome face. His long toes drummed against the tiles beneath them as Finn stood there, wearing his usual expression of bewilderment and trying to figure out how to react.
"Finn! You have to help me!" Kurt chirped. "I don't know how I got this way, but I'm afraid and I want to go home!" He struggled to cover up his nude front and back as he shouted up to his ex-crush self-consciously.
Finn nodded, his eyes seemingly searching the floor for an answer. "Yeah, of course, we'll have to get you home."
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