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Suddenly, the thought of what they might do to Stacy burns into your mind and you know you have to stop it—whatever it takes. You push past Jesse, catching him off guard and he stumbles back. He’s not out for long, though, and you soon find yourself surrounded by | Suddenly, the thought of what they might do to Stacy burns into your mind and you know you have to stop it—whatever it takes. You push past Jesse, catching him off guard and he stumbles back. He’s not out for long, though, and you soon find yourself surrounded by four football players that are much larger than you. | ||
“What the fuck did you think you were going to accomplish?” Jesse laughs. You see Stacy on a high-schoolers lap and she looks over at you with a concerned expression. She is still dressed, though, and that’s how she’ll stay if you have anything to say about it. | “What the fuck did you think you were going to accomplish?” Jesse laughs. You see Stacy, your tiny seven year old sister, on a high-schoolers lap and she looks over at you with a concerned expression. She is still dressed, though, and that’s how she’ll stay if you have anything to say about it. She is also just dwarfed by the boy in who'se lap she is sitting, both in size and mass. The size difference is just... obscene. The next thing you know, a team member is holding your arms behind your back and you finally come to your senses, realizing you’re just about as helpless as Stacy is. | ||
“Look, Mike,” Jesse walks in front of you. “You’re cool, so I won’t hold this against you. Just go home and we’ll call you when we’re done with her.” | “Look, Mike,” Jesse walks in front of you. “You’re cool, so I won’t hold this against you. Just go home and we’ll call you when we’re done with her.” | ||
Latest revision as of 21:53, 2 July 2023
Suddenly, the thought of what they might do to Stacy burns into your mind and you know you have to stop it—whatever it takes. You push past Jesse, catching him off guard and he stumbles back. He’s not out for long, though, and you soon find yourself surrounded by four football players that are much larger than you.
“What the fuck did you think you were going to accomplish?” Jesse laughs. You see Stacy, your tiny seven year old sister, on a high-schoolers lap and she looks over at you with a concerned expression. She is still dressed, though, and that’s how she’ll stay if you have anything to say about it. She is also just dwarfed by the boy in who'se lap she is sitting, both in size and mass. The size difference is just... obscene. The next thing you know, a team member is holding your arms behind your back and you finally come to your senses, realizing you’re just about as helpless as Stacy is.
“Look, Mike,” Jesse walks in front of you. “You’re cool, so I won’t hold this against you. Just go home and we’ll call you when we’re done with her.”
You look past Jesse once again and see the high schooler rubbing Stacy’s chest over her overalls. You don’t want to see anything happen to her. But if there’s really nothing you can do to stop them…