Jack's thick hairy fingers are surprisingly nimble as they pull a tight harness onto your shrunken body. It pulls tight around under your armpits and you hang weird, your ass sticking up in the air and your head pointed down. Chad bursts out laughing as Jack slips you onto a weird thick cord like rope.
"Duuuuude, that's wild," Chad says still huffing laughs. You look around confused until you hit Jack's tight black tank top. It's form fitting and hugs Jack's large pecs so you hang in the cavern between his large chest muscles. When I stop bouncing on his chest I rest on the damp spot on his shirt, sweaty instantly coating my entire body. I gag on the thick scent of musk and sweaty as Jack laughs, his chest and stomach rumbling under me. Looking up I can see tufts of Jack's brown hair poking out of his tank top and looking down I see the mountainous hills that are his abs.
"Tuck him under!" Chad says getting close enough for his hot breath to waft over your frail body. Jack chuckles again, his chest rumbling as his large sculpted hand lifts you up. You seem to regain your sense and wriggle and shout.
"Please no!" you beg, wiggling in Jacks strong fingers. Jack pauses a second, "I'll do anything! Just don't put me in there!"
"Anything?" Jack asks, quirking one thick eyebrow up. "Alright then..."
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