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Sqeaky voice! Tiny clown man makes giant guffaw!

added by Anonymous 13 years ago BM I S O

The magician hands the big young man the box. You hear the crank
turning and the calliope music playing. The coil that is your lower
body draws tighter. You groan in pain. It feels like your cock has
been stretched two feet by the cranking. Your toes and thighs cramp
painfully, or if they still were toes and thighs, your coil cramps up
as it tightens.

BOING!

You spring outward as your lid flies backward your head bops the giant
guy in the nose. You freak even more as you recognize the handsome
rugged face of the 29 year old professional quarterback looming like
his billboard for shaving cream over you. He does sport a mean five
o'clock shadow.

You stare for a moment with your mouth hanging open as you stare at
the Modern Colossus in his tuxedo. You turn your head on your bouncing
body and see Lady Gaga is his date for the evening. He bends over and
leans in to examine you. His giant nose is longer than your torso is
now. His hot breath warms your body like steam from a subway grate.
His giant index finger tugs at your costume's elastic collar. He
moves it down to your waist revealing your bare chest and arms. His
index finger brushes you treasure trail. He licks his lips.

"I'll be damned! It's for real! Let me shake your hand, Mr. Morpho!"
he exclaims. He stands, extends his hand to Mr. Morpho, while still
holding your box and you in the other hand. You hear the giant lean in
and whisper, "Say, Morpho, what say I get to keep this toy?"

Morpho chuckles. He waves to th crowd on the left, then the middle,
the right, and turns away from the audience slightly. He whispers,
"Check your coat pocket." He grins.

At the same time, Morpho took the box closing the lid with his thumb.
As they separate, the box lid flies open revealing a magician's
bouquet of silk flowers. You are inside the QB's pocket wearing only
a clown skirt from the waist down. At least your feet, legs and dick
are back. You hug them as roll into a fetal position in the warm dark
pocket.

You feel his hand resting on his pocket pressing tenderly against you.

You wonder what he plans to do with you, and why the magician just
gave you to him.


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