Your being pressed into Matt's undies by his sleeping hand. You can feel the great mass of his organ just behind the warm cotton. You are finding it hard to breath. You start banging at the huge bulk of flesh.
You hear hear Matt yawn. His hand gives way. You are released. You fall to your knees. In a groggy voive Matt ask's, "Hey what are you up too?"
You stand up in front of the massive bulk of Matt's manhood. Your trying to keep your mind off of it. While you were fighting for your life to breath, you found it exciting to be pushed in all that flesh even if you were seperated by the cotton briefs. You gain conposure and shout,"You hand pushed me into you." You try to figure the expression on Matt's face, hard to do because he is so huge and you are looking in an up angle. His brown eyes stare down. His light brown hair sparkling slighlt from the meager light the filters through the window. With what appears to be a smirk, he says, "Oh, try and be more careful." He then takes his index finger and lightly pokes you in the chest causing you to back up against his groin again.
Matt gets up off the bed creating another earthquake. "Time for dinner," he says as he puts on a clean pair of denim shorts and a gray tee-shirt. "Be good and I'll be back later with your dinner," his voice rumbles.
He leaves giving a quick sheepish look. You start to walk the vast length of Matt's bed. You walk where he had been napping. Its still warm and has his body scent on it. You try to forget the sensation of being pressed against his cotton clad groin.
You start to wonder if you should try to escape and find Matt's parents. Though partly concerned about your shrunken condition; something hot about being so tiny and being with you pal.
You figure you need to get help. And first must get down to the floor. Walking over to the cliff size edge of the bed, you figure your best bet is to crawl down part of the blanket that is hanging off the side of the bed. You grab hold to the fold of material and start you descent.
After a few minutes your on the floor. It is a strange giant land. Full of Matt's artifacts. Several sneakers. Pieces of clothing. A red and blue skateboard. Hi s computer desk that rises up like a city building.
You don't know how long supper is, so while you are still free, you run to the door hoping to slide underneath it. You run across this alien like landscape. "Shit," you say out loud. There is not enough room, even in your shrunken state to slip underneath.
What to do?
You soon feel a rumbling under your feet increases. Next your hear the booming sound of Matt's footsteps. You hide behind a small hill made up of Matt's clothing.
The door opens. And it opens slowly. It makes you wonder if Matt is expecting you to be on the floor. He comes in holding something in one hand. He quickly shuts the door. Goes over to the bed. You watch in awe and a little nervousness as his dump truck size socked feet walk by creating a loud thumping sound. "Heres your food Corey...hey where are you?"
You watch from behind a dirty white sock Matt start to check the blanet and his sheets. After a minute turns and eyes the floor. Your heart starts beating faster. On hands and knees Matt satrts to look for you. First he looks under his bed. You see his huge butt sticking up in the air.
Crawling back from the bed he starts looking under his desk and dresser. He stands up. He goes over to his closet. He opens it up. Matt goes in. He comes back out holding a fan. "What the?" you think. He plugs it in. Turning it on, You see Matt aim it down at the floor. Dust is stired up. He caugh. Next a huge gale force wind comes blowing bits of your clothing hill sanctuary away.
Matt moves in closer. The wind is at the level of a hurricane. You give out a start when you feel yourself lifted off you feet by the wind. The wind stops. You hear Matt putting the fan down. He thunders over. To huge feet come crashing down on either side of you.
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