The six of you press up against the side of the cliff size gray wall. The talking is coming closer and louder. "What's all this pounding," says one scared boy.
You tell him, "Its the footsteps of giants."
You all gaze up in awe as two young looking teens walk thundering by. They have a red blazer on and gray slacks. "My Gog there so big," says one of your fellow friends.
The room your in his on the hot side and there is the smell of sweat you wonder if your near a gym or shower. Your trying to think what to do next when four giant teens appear from behind a sliding orange door. They are just in white briefs. One boy asks Barry, "They look our age. Maybe they can help?"
"You can't trust them," says Barry from experiance.
"What was that?" says a giant boy with short wavy brown hair.
"Maybe its the little people says another boy."
A teen with a crop of black hair says, "I heard past students have had their own little people."
As the giants talk, your five friends can't believe how big these teens are. "They would see us as toys. I mean we are as small as one of their fingers," says a boy with glasses.
The six of you remain still as the tower teens talk to each other and dry their hair off with a few towels. Their tower size legs rise up large and powerful. While their undies the size of a house bulge with their organs that dwarf your entire being.
Getting anxious one boy starts to flee you try to rach out and grab him. But is too late he is seen. With an excited hand a giant boy with short blond hair reaches and captures the inches high teen.
You can't see your friend, just the underside of the giant hand that your pal is now trapped in. The living buildings gather around the blond haired boy. "Let me hold him," says one of the giant boys whose back is to you. Many stories up his large hill size buttocks bulge beneath the white cotton.
One boy says, "His butt is the size of whales."
The giant boys tease their friend who is holding one of your buddies. The blond haired boy says, "I put him in a safe place." You stare at each other in disblief as the giant boy slips his hand beneath the waist band of his underpants. You hear your friend scream as he falls into the briefs. Beneath the bulge of his penis is a new tiny bulge. A squirming new tiny bulge. Your friend is stories out of your reach and trapped in a living field of young maleness.
"Oh gross," says one giant boy.
Another asks with grin,"How does it feel?"
The blond haired boy with a sheepish look says, "It feels good."
The giant boy with black curly hair tells his friends, "Thats what I heard. These students kept them. The tiny earth people were good for relieving stress and for great sensations. The blond boy extends the waist band and while staring at the helpless boy in his briefs says, "My penis is bigger than he is. He's pushing his way through some of my hairs. The feeling spins my head."
All you can do is watch in horror the tiny moving bulge beath the soft cotton.
Its a warm landscape. The frightened boy finds the ground beneath him moist.
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