"Ok lets start the tour of me." David says putting you on his head "First comes the mind. When you think about soccer all the time it becomes the world you live in." His hair is a normal length and smells of shampoo you run your hands through it "Now hold on because your going to shrink again in a few moments..."
You do as he says and sure enough you shrink to around 3 inches tall (He did it by flicking a switch on the gun).
"Now lets have a look at the rest of my head."
He lies back on the sofa and puts you on his brow and you look across his face.
"The face is important. It lets you look at other players and see what they are thinking. It also has your mouth on it and every good sport's person needs to eat and talk and kiss his girlfriend or wife. Enjoying?"
"Ye.. Ye... Ye... Yes sir!"
"Call me David."
You are shaking. Why would he do this?
"Now I'm going to close my eyes and I want you to walk around my face and examine it"
You do as he says.
...
After about five minutes he opens his eyes now for the torso. He puts you on the arm rest and removes his shirt. You are slowly lowered onto his brest plate.
"You are now on the body that powers me. Look at my pecs and abs. They take work to stay like that. It is important to prepare my young friend. Now why don't you try going for a little run. Lets say from my neck to my navel and we'll make things a little longer."
Once again you shrink but this time to about 1/4 of an inch.
...
You arrive at the massive hole in his stomach. Puffed but hoping to have pleased you hero.
"Good. You work on your running and you'll be a good player!"
"Now the final part. My feet. The part of me that kicks those goals!"
David seems excited about all of this but you could think of nothing worse.
"I had a shower before I came and gave em a good clean so you should be fine."
He sits up and puts you on his right foot. He must have removed the sandal a while back, you can't remember.
"Now you just have a look around for a while and then we can do what you want!"
...
"Ok well now you have seen every part of the world's best soccer player." David picks you up and puts you on the tabel again.
"Let's play soccer, come on! I have a ball in my room!"
You plea and nag for a while. David looks a little cross and responds:
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