You struggle through the bushes and you reach the side of the road. You hear people coming toward you, you try to call out but you've lost too much air. All you make is a high pitched squeaky noise.
It's a group of young men carrying beer cans and wearing University and fraternity insignia clothing. The frat boys running up to you, but mistake you for an inflatable man.
"Bogus, Joe it's a sex toy - and inflatable guy!" said the dirty blond guy who reaches you first and lifts your partly deflated head.
"Anatomically correct?" Joe asks.
"Only one way to tell," the guy answered flipping you over and unzipping your pants. "Hey, these are regular clothes, wonder why somebody dressed him? Oh, yeah, he's anatomically correct! Haha!"
"Too big or too small haha?"
"Too deflated to tell. He'll be easier to carry if we stomp him flat, and fold him up."
"Cool, I love to stomp!" said the shaggy brown haired one.
"Me too," said Joe.
You try to cry out, but your last bit of air is stomped out under the young men's boots and sneakers.
The blond who you hear is called Chris rolls you up and slips you under his sweaty armpit. Your nose happens to be on top of your rolled up flattened form. You would crinkle up your nose at the ripe odor if you could, but uninflated you're unable to move.
"Hey, I wonder if those clothes would fit me?" asks the shaggy one- called Dave.
"Dave, you mooch, he'll be more fun at the party if he's naked or partly naked at the party. Maybe we can dress it in a jockstrap or one of your ripped wrestling singlets. After all if you're going to wear his clothes, he should be able to wear yours!" Joe replies.
Dave laughs and says, "Sure." He pauses a moment as if getting an idea, "Hey, I bet the reason it's dressed is so that its owner could use the car pool lane!"
"Yeah, but why put underwear and shoes on it?" Chris asked.
"Freaking! It's wearing underwear?"
"Yeah."
"Hm, let's maybe dress it in velcro rip away clothing, and have him strip at the party. We could use fishing line to pull the garments off," Joe said.