Noticing a game of beer pong starting up, Jack quickly made his way over to the table, where he met a group of six girls. He approached one of the shorter ones and called up to her. "Hey! Would you mind bringing me up there? I'm interested in playing," Jack yelled. The girl, slightly buzzed, glanced over her shoulder onto the ground and giggled when she saw Jack. "Sure thing, little guy, up you go". She gently grabbed him and placed him on the table. When Jack was on his feet again, he looked around and the ping pong table was very much set up for beer pong. "Sweet," he said, "Are we doing teams, or how is this going to work?". The girls looked at him, all smiling. "It's up to you, cutie," one of them spoke up. Each of the others nodded their head in agreement and Jack shrugged. "Okay then, I think we should have a three versus three, alternating shots between teammates each round," Jack proposed. The girls followed his suggestion with no hesitation. Two girls from the opposite side of the table as Jack came over to him and declared themselves his teammates, identifying themselves as Brenna and Leslie. Brenna, a moderately tall brunette with light skin and a healthy figure, and Leslie an Asian with a generously sized bust and modest everything else.
"All right," Jack began, "Let's get this thing on the road!". The opposite team began the game, their first tosser making the first of her two shots, then missing the second. Tossing turns switched, and Jack insisted on the girls tossing before him. Without any objection, Brenna led their team off by replicating the opposing team's production. This one make, one miss habit stayed consistent between the two teams until it was Jack's turn to throw. A slight problem prohibited him from tossing, and that problem was his size. Jack wasn't much taller than the ball itself, and though it was made of hollow plastic, Jack had trouble lifting the ball. "Oh!" Leslie cried out, "Do you need help? I can't believe we didn't take into consideration the fact that you're so small". Jack looked up at her buzzed visage and was hesitant to get help from her. Jack figured that if she wasn't completely sober, something bad might happen to him. "Uh, no, that's all right, I'll figure it out," he replied. "Nonsense," Brenna put in, "I'll throw for you". She grabbed the ping pong ball and was ready to toss when a voice from the other side interrupted.
"Wait, Jack can still contribute," she said bubbly. Jack's team looked at each other, then back to the girl. "He's pretty similar in size to the ping pong ball, right? Perhaps he can be his own ping pong ball". Everyone at the table laughed, Jack included. After a few moments of this, everyone quieted down, then looked to Jack to find out his opinion. He shrugged. "As long as I don't get seriously hurt, I'm totally cool with that". The girls cheered, and Brenna offered to pick him up. Jack allowed her to do so, and scrunched as best he could into a sphere. Not long after, he was sent flying in the air, his vision impaired as the force of the air made him tear up.
*SPLOOSH*
Jack bobbed in a strong smelling liquid and immediately resurfaced. He rubbed his eyes to find that Brenna had managed to throw him into one of the remaining cups of beer. He cheered, and one of the opposing team's girls brought him out and over to Brenna. Jack, though soaked in beer, was beginning to loosen up. "Hell yeah, that was awesome!" he called out to Brenna. "We have another shot, do it again!". Brenna laughed at Jack's enthusiasm, then repeated the action. Like before, Brenna made a shot. Jack was taken out of the plastic bottle and given back to Brenna. "Sweet! Keep going!" Jack yelled. Once more, Jack's teammate launched him. This time, he nearly missed one of the cups, though, thanks to a lucky bounce of the edge of the cup, Jack slipped in. He cheered again. Expecting to be picked up and given back to Brenna, Jack floated on his back in the alcoholic beverage. Though, unexpectedly, instead of himself being picked up, the cup of beer was grabbed. Jack peered out of the top of the cup to see what was going on.
What was happening?
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