Buck screamed as he plummeted into his father's hairy crotch. To Buck Sr, the cry was little more than a squeak due to his son's pathetically small size. The pubic hairs engulfed Buck as he sunk to the bottom of his dad's skin. At 1/8th of an inch, the hairs were as thick and tall as trees. Buck felt as though he were trapped in a jungle. "Dad! Dad! Help me, please! Let me out! I don't want to be small anymore!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, but his father still couldn't understand him.
"I can't hear you son, in fact, I can hardly see you in trapped in my pubic hairs. You look like a little flea on my body."
Buck couldn't believe what he was hearing. His own father had referred to him as an insect. This didn't look good for his future prospects, but before Buck could reply his father sat up straighter forcing him to cling to a hair to avoid falling out. "Hold on tight, son. This might be a bumpy ride. But you've always caught on quick. I'm sure you'll adjust to your new home in no time at all."
Buck's heart jumped into his throat as all of the strength left his arms and legs. Did his father just say "New home?" Buck's world began to quake as his father adjusted himself again. Leaning over his crotch, Buck Sr. found his son clinging on to one of his pubes for dear life. "It's alright son, you can let go now." Buck obeyed his giant father's command and slowly released his grip on the hair. "As you know, money has been sort of tight around here, and your college tuition isn't cheap, so I've decided to make you "'disappear.'"
"Disappear?" Buck muttered. What was his dad talking about? Before he could consider a response, the giant spoke again. "By shrinking you, no one will ever know what happened to you. I'll tell the police that you went missing last night. With the lack of evidence, they'll have no choice but to believe me. Besides, you're too small to be found, anyway!" His father's booming laughter sent shivers through Buck. "With shrunken down to size, it frees up money for your little brother and I. Oh, but don't worry. You won't always have to live in my pubic hairs...my ass could use some company as well." Buck shuddered as he imagined himself clinging to a massive hair in the canyon of his father's muscular, hairy butt.
"You can't do this to me!" Buck screamed, but his petulant complaints were to no avail. The giant interpreted, "Don't worry, Buck. I'll take good care of you. After all, you are my son even if you are smaller than my cock. Now brace yourself, I need to shower then get dressed for work. We've got a busy day ahead of us. And when I'm done, how about I let you explore the rest of my body?" With that, Buck Sr. stood up and put on a pair of dirty briefs. He smiled to himself as he felt a slight tingling sensation against his crotch. He thought he could feel a tiny tugging at one of his pubic hairs. Buck Sr. grew hard at the thought of his son trying to pull his pubes to gain his attention. Still smiling, he turned off the lights and went up stairs.
No one ever heard from Buck again.
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