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A desire to explore your college football locker room turns terribly

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Chapter #6

Lab time

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Jack's mind raced as he stared at the tiny figure of Matt on the chair. He had to think fast. Transporting someone of Matt's... current stature was going to be a challenge, especially since they couldn’t just walk out in the open like this. The dorm hallways would be buzzing with students, and the last thing they needed was a crowd gathering around Jack's crotch, even if it was for a good reason.

He glanced down at his underwear. Sure, it was an option, but it was also kind of gross. Plus, Matt might get lost in there, and Jack wasn’t keen on the idea of having to fish him out later. His armpit, on the other hand, was a bit more accessible. It was definitely a weird place to stash a person, but at least it was out in the open, and if anyone asked, he could just play it off as an intense bout of pit-sweat.

But then there was the option that had been lingering in the back of Jack's mind since the moment he'd realized Matt's new size his asscrack. It was snug, warm, and incredibly hidden. The idea sent a thrill through him, but he quickly shoved it aside. That was crossing a line, even for their friendship. But the more he thought about it, the more tempting it became. The way Matt’s eyes had widened when Jack had sat on him, the little gasps he’d made as his ass cheeks had cushioned the chair it was like Jack’s body was begging for it.

He cleared his throat, trying to sound casual. “Well, I mean, we could try putting you in my pocket, but you might fall out. And the underwear thing is definitely an option, but I’d be lying if I said that wouldn’t be weird for me.”

Matt looked at him skeptically. “Weirder than you sitting on me and nearly crushing me?”

Jack shrugged. “Hey, you’re the one who’s a few inches tall, man. I’m just trying to keep you safe and sound until we can fix this shit.”

Matt considered his options, his tiny face scrunched up in thought. Being nestled in Jack’s armpit sounded unpleasant, and the pocket was too risky what if he fell out and ended up on the floor of the crowded hallway? The idea of Jack’s underwear made his face flush, but at least it would be more private than the alternative. And then there was Jack’s asscrack, a place that had been off-limits to everyone except for Jack’s closest of friends until today.

Jack’s voice brought him back to reality. “Or, I could just, you know, hold you here.” He gestured to the bulge in his shorts, a wicked glint in his eye. “It’s safe, and you’d be right next to me the whole time. Plus, it’s kind of like your own little pocket. Win-win, right?”

Matt stared at the bulge, his cheeks flushing even hotter. He’d seen Jack’s dick before, of course—they’d been friends since high school, and had even shared a few drunken nights where clothes had come off. But this was different. This was Jack’s cock, thick and heavy, right there, inches from his face. And Jack was suggesting that he rub it. For safekeeping. The absurdity of the situation made his head spin, but he couldn’t deny the sudden jolt of excitement that shot through his body.

He took a deep breath, his tiny hand hovering over the fabric. What was he doing? This was ridiculous, but he couldn’t just ignore the way his heart was racing. He had to admit, Jack’s body had always been a source of fascination for him. The way his muscles rippled, the smell of him like warm earth and fresh laundry. The thought of being so close to him, feeling his heat, his power, was intoxicating.

Matt’s mind was a tornado of indecision. His body was screaming at him to just go for it, to indulge in the forbidden thrill of it all. But his brain was throwing up red flags left and right. It’s just to keep him safe, he rationalized. It’s not like you’re actually going to get off on this. But the devilish whisper in the back of his mind countered, Why not? You’ve always wondered what it would be like. Matt then says I choose…

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1. Armpit

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