Connor enters the locker room in a hoodie and his uniform, dropping his duffel bag of football equipment on the ground right near you. You jump out of the way as it lands by your shrunken body. He's busy shoving stuff in his football locker and doesn't notice you. You jump up and down, shouting and calling out to him "Connor! Connor!"
Finally, he hears your tiny voice and turns, looking down and seeing you. "Jason?" he asks in shock, bending down and picking you up in his warm, giant hand. He brings you closer to his face and you can look into his deep blue eyes. A blast of hot breath hits you as he asks "what happened?"
"I don't know!" you say, terrified and in shock.
"You're so small..." Connor murmurs.
"I know!" you cry out.
"And you're helpless..." a slow smirk spreads across Connor's face. You don't like the way he sounds. Slowly, he starts taking off your clothes.
"Hey! Connor stop!" You shout, trying to wriggle out of his grasp but if you fall from his hand, you'll surely die. "What are you gonna do to me?"
"Whatever I want," Connor says as he peels off your underwear and leaves your tiny body completely exposed. "Like this," he says taking a long, slow lick of you in his hand. You scream as his wet tongue slathers you in hot saliva. "You're delicious, Jason," he says with an even bigger, full-toothed grin. You can see his perfect white teeth, especially the pointy white canines. He licks you again.
"Dude please stop!" you beg him.
"Nope," Connor says teasingly. "I would but...you're way too delicious for me to stop!" Connor shoves your tiny, spit-soaked body into his mouth. You're surrounded in wet heat and grateful he at least brushed his teeth this morning. He rolls you around his tongue, soaking you in his saliva and making you slippery as you cry out and beg him to spit you out, his spit rushing down your throat every time you open your mouth. Finally, Connor decides to listen to you and spits you into his hand, covered in his slobber. You cough and stare at him.
"Dude what the hell?" you ask him angrily.
Connor just licks you again and smiles. "I can do whatever I want to you Jason. You can't stop me. You're mine now!"
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