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Jackson sits on his bed still holding by your collar.
"Please don't hurt me, I could die at this sizeðŸ˜" you cry fearing the smirking giant.
"Oh no, after all you survived the whole trip in my shoe under my foot, so I don't think I can kill you" he chuckles.
You're shocked by what you heard, he could have crushed you and didn't care, but that explains the sweat smell on your body.
"What are you gonna d..." BBUUUUURRRRRrrrrrrrrrr
You're stop in the middle of your sentence by a loud burp. The stench hit you like a bus and you choke on the smell of his half digested meal.
"Is my burp too strong for you, runt?" Jackson chuckles and then blows on you to make you smell his bad breath.
"Please stop, why are you doing this?" You cry while inhaling the disgusting air.
"I told you, to have fun"
Before you can respond Jackson takes a jar and opens the lid. He put you inside and smirks
"This is gonna be great" he laughs
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