Doug had to go take his dweeby brother to the park to stake out his family's spot for today's big town picnic. So we decided to have an early game of football, before the park got too crowded, and the sun got too hot. There were 12 of us, 6 on each side. Doug's dweeby brother tried to horn in, so we dog-piled on him. It was sweet. Anyway we're out playing on the green, when suddenly I get this static shock. I feel all tingly. I notice that something is wrong with Doug. He's trying to throw a pass to Roger, but his shorts are sliding down his waist, exposing his jock strap. I think maybe his elastic failed, until I feel a breeze against my balls. I was freeballing it today, and now my shorts are around my ankles. We're shrinking I realize in horror. Doug is running toward his brother and the car. We look around at the skyrocketing trees around us, and turn to follow him. We're running hard, but the parking lot seems to be getting farther away. I hope that Dweeb kid can help, I'm kinda sorry we beat up on him earlier, but there's nothing we can do now."
"Suddenly, everyone is gone. I'm in a dark cavern with strange thin plants like thick reeds growing around me. I realize the cavern is my shorts, and the forest of reeds are really grass. I hear a scratching noise, and a giant ant looms overhead. Its antennae touch my head, and it makes this odd noise. Its heavy leg pushes me to bend forward then it drops the object in its mouth on to my back. I let it fall off. It whacks me hard on my bare buttocks. It picks up the object in its jaws and again puts it on my back. This time I reach out with my arm to hold it in place. It then prods me into a line of ants carry grain and seeds, and I fall into line. I've been enslaved by giant ants. I hope the others are faring better."