Jeff continued just walking around the party until the feeling he had started to bother him. He felt so weak, he felt so… vulnerable. A quick boxes glance proved to be the root of his problems as they had shrunken down to suit his nerdish upper body.
Something was wrong, he needed to find Denise now! He ran inside and scoured the party floor. Besides the excessive animals that scattered the area, he found no trace of her.
He first tried the washrooms. He burst into the first one with no luck, just a black BBW taking naked selfies of her body. “Sorry bro, I’ll be done In a minute”. He backed out slowly and a little timidly, due to the fact that the woman now towered over his weak frame.
He struggled his way upstairs and found the second washroom was also a bust. He then remembered the plan at the beginning of the night; a ‘special’ plan.
He opened the first of two bedroom doors to find a nostalgic scene. Not was a porno, but it looked like it was the 80s or 90s. He slowly shut the door and stood in front of the second.
“Please God” he mumbled in his nasally voice as he opened the final door.
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