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Dirty Desires : Jake's Human Plug
You don't know how he did it, how he made you barely 3 inches tall. Last night you were joking that he had been a little too uptight lately and that it was like he had a stick up his ass. Now you were wishing you had stayed quiet. He holds you between two of his fingers, hanging you underneath him as he teasingly jiggles his meaty thighs and ass cheeks. Each flex caused a strong gust of air to blow around you, your tiny form more sensitive to the slightest of breezes. You tried screaming but your voice barely registered to him, and even if he did pick it up the grin he was sporting made it clear he wouldn't care. Just as he finishes his teasing, a drop of sweat falls from his ass and lands square on your face. At your size, the droplet completely drowned your face, soaking your hair and making it impossible to breathe for a a few seconds until the salty and stinky liquid poured off of your body and on down to the floor. "TODAY!" Jake's voice echoes in the room like a giant roaring. "TODAY YOU GET THE PRIVILEGE OF BEING STUCK UP MY ASS! THEN WE SHALL SEE HOW MUCH COMPLAINING YOU DO!" You are swiftly lifted upwards towards the ginormous moon like cheeks. Mentally you want to resist, but even his pinky is larger than you so it is a feeble thought. His finger tip pushes against your back to force your through the thick stinking forest of dark ragged hair, not stopping until he feels your small head penatrate slightly into his hole. It is sludgy, the sticky sweat covering you entirely like a liquid film. The immense musk almost makes you pass out, but before your eyes can completely close over he pulls up his slacks and a fart roars out. To you it was like a hurricane of hot sticky sweat and stinky wind. Your only hope of freedom was for the farts pressure to blast your tiny body out of his ass and down his trouser leg. However to your horror your legs and arms get tangled in the long dense ass hair, like natural bonds to trap you in place. He hadn't even left the house yet and you wanted to pass out,
Wetting my tighty whities
When a bedwetter forgets his pull ups 😂
Alright bro, time to pay up for losing that football game bet: First you get to wear my super musky boxers over your head and then your gonna polish my knob for trash talking my Broncos team so much, and your in luck! I haven’t showered yet and I’ve worked up quite the sweat from cheering this game on. Haha enjoy loser!
The Wolf Pack : Jackson's Revenge
"Jackson....please!" Warren begged, laying paralyzed on his floor with just a cushion under his head. "You don't have to do this...What would Scott think? I will quit lacrosse if you want?" Warren's begging just pushed Jackson further into a dominance fueled haze. He had spent the last few weeks planning this, how he would torture the man that trapped him in a bunker for days on end. Only one torture seemed fitting. "And again! Hour 8 now right? Your family is probably wondering where you are! As for Scott, he is barely functioning as a leader lately so your face being sat on is the least of his worries!" Jackson grunts, slicing Warren's leg with his kanima venom tail the moment he sensed the mans movement returning. "Too bad that you couldn't find the strength to escape in all these hours Warren...after all that is what you said to me in the bunker right? Now you get to face the consequences!"
Warren watches in paralysed horror as Jackson tears apart his red underwear with an animalistic ease. "I hope your nose is hungry for some jock gas. I've been saving all of it especially for you!" Unable to resist or move, Warren is forced to lay still as the ass cheeks descend upon him, spreading as they make contact with his face, revealing the swampy environment he would be forced to endure until Jackson was satisfied. Before even fully getting into position Jackson lets a fart out into Warren's nostrils. Only whimpered gags and cries follow, no shakes or pushing possible. "I'm not a monster like you Warren so here's the deal. Your mouth still works fine. I expect my hole to be cleaned thoroughly, cleaner than ever before, and kissed like the prized possession it is! If you do that then I will let you go in a few hours. If not....." Jackson tenses up before a wave of gas gags Warren. "Then I will sit here and empty my gas tank all night long! Oh and Theo give me one of the Liam Fart Serum Vials he saved from the bunker!"
Once the baseball team sees you, won’t be long until you’re hanging by your whities 🤣
Wow, he'll remember that forever