That afternoon in the field house, Chad stripped down hurriedly. He
stacked his stuff on a folding chair in the designated room, and
headed to the white chalk "X" in the center of the room under the
hanging light where instructions said, "Wait here, and I'll be right
in, Sweetee."
"Sweetee, cool. Oh, I get it the cellophane's what cookies and
goodies and treats are wrapped in," laughed Chad as he adjusted his
upward pointing cock inside the crinkling plastic wrap.
A moment later the door flew open, a guy with a big camera stepped
into the room. Before Chad could move, there was a huge flash of
light. Chad felt terribly hot and sweaty, and weak. It was as if he
had spent hours in the steam room. He heard a loud hissing sound and
white steam cloud enveloped him and his body wrap. The plastic seemed
to cling even more tightly around him. It was as if it were crushing
him. He couldn't move at all. But at least he was cooling down. The
steam cleared, and great shadow moved over him.
No.
It was a giant. The guy in the doorway had become a giant. He reached
down and picked up the now disk shaped pink plastic wrapped Chad.
"Well, jock bully, looks like you've been cut down to size. Hand-
size!" laughed Keith.
The wimp that Chad had pretty much ignored, though he didn't recall
specifically ever bullying Keith. Still, Chad had been an
irresistible force that pretty much plowed through whatever was in his
way without looking. He must've plowed through Keith at least once,
and Keith was exacting his revenge.
A second giant appeared. It was Chris, one of the science club nerds
with his traditional taped eyeglasses.
"Oh, Keith, it worked! Now what are you going to do with Chad?"
Do with me? Thought Chad, What more can you do to me!
Keith grinned and held out the pink plastic wrapped disk at an angle
so that Chad's crouching naked form embossed on the surface was
visible. "What d'ya think I'm going to do with him? Now that he's
a..."