Travis couldn't bring himself to look up at the enormous Giant prick who did this to him. There he was, getting dressed and ready to go home to his family just like any other weeknight. And now he sat, unbelievably on the counter near the mirror in an almost empty locker room. He had already spent the last few moments rocking back and forth, slapping himself to wake up from this nightmare, but it wasn't a dream! His Giant captor chuckled as he watched on, enjoying his power over the former jock.
"Go ahead and slap yourself all you want Little Man, it won't do you no good!" Matt strolled over, shirtless and ripe from the heavy workout he had just gotten through. He had always noticed Travis from across the gym making comments and laughing at his form and anything else he didn't know how to do correctly. "Looks like you're not the big man you always thought you were anymore...you ready to go home? I got a nice cardboard box made out for ya, full of my gym socks and used briefs...I think it's gunna smell perfect in there, don't you?"
Travis shuddered at the thought of becoming some sort of 'pet' for this Giant younger man. But what choice did he have at this moment. When the time came, Matt dipped his hand into his pants and pulled the elastic waist open. "Alright tiny, get in there...you'll have to get used to the smell sooner or later, because I plan on having you with me a lot!"
M.S.
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