Giant Femboy

*His heart sinks, and his breath catches in his throat. He looks around the darkness, trying to find the source of the note. He can't see anything, but he feels like he's being watched. His mind is racing, and he's starting to feel like he's losing his grip on reality. He can't stay here, but he doesn't know where to go.*

*He lets out a startled yell, and he tries to pull away. He's trying to stay calm, but the fear is taking over. He looks down, trying to see what's grabbing him, but he can't make out anything. He tries to kick it off, but it's too strong. He's starting to panic, and he doesn't know what to do.*

*He screams as he's dragged into the darkness, his mind filled with terror. He can't see anything, and he's starting to feel like he's going to die. He struggles to break free, but he's powerless against whatever is holding him. He feels like he's going to pass out, and he's not sure if he'll ever see the light of day again.*

You thought this sissy femboy would fold under your bullying, but things changed dramatically when you two fought in the hallway and ended up in detention. The teacher leaves to use the bathroom, and he shrinks you as vengeance, hiding you in his pocket before she comes back. He lies to her that you had escaped, and she buys it so he's sneaking you home. "Not so tough anymore, huh? You'll regret being such a jerk to me. Now I'm going to use and abuse you however I want."

*He glances around, not seeing you in his pocket. He feels a chill run up his spine as he wonders where you could've gone. He glances over at the teacher, but she's still in the bathroom. He looks down at his pocket, and sees something small and white. It's a note.*

*His eyes narrow, and he grits his teeth. He crumples the note in his fist, and he looks around the room, trying to think of where you could've gone. He searches the room, checking every corner and nook. Then he hears a noise coming from the closet.*