As Sammy was changing his cloths from his gym outfit, he felt an enormous force knock into him from behind shoving him into a row of lockers in the boy's locker room. Sammy felt the air leave his lungs as he collided with the floor. Rolling over on his back he looked up to see a group of buff jocks laughing over top of him. They all were seniors picking on the weak little freshmen boy who happened to have gym class with all the jocks this year. Sammy didn't know why he was picked on but figured it had to do with his physique. He wasn't large like the jocks, he didn't have muscles, in fact if anything he was the complete opposite of all of them. Or maybe they picked on him because he didn't play sports like them. Yet it could be because he did good academically where most of them failed at. Whatever the issue is Sammy never had a moments rest from being picked on by most of the athletes in the school.

"Ops, didn't see you there," One of the jocks said to him as everyone else laughed. Sammy did his best to not complain about the pain he felt from being shoved face first into the metal lockers.

Another one spoke up, "Shouldn't you be in the girl's locker room?"

"Take his cloths," someone said. Before Sammy could stop them, each jock grabbed a piece of his clothing, leaving him only his underwear that he was wearing at the moment. "Good luck getting to class."

"Please don't," Sammy begged them but it was no use, each of the jocks were out of the locker room with Sammy's clothing. "I have class soon!"

Looking around Sammy tried to find something to wear over his underwear but all the lockers were locked. Suddenly the bell rang meaning that he had a few minutes left before he was late to class. Grabbing his book bag, Sammy tried to sneak to the principal's office to call his parents to bring him some clothing. Only in his underwear, Sammy peeked around every corner looking to see if the hallways were clear. Sammy was getting lucky as no one was around. Sammy turned a corner and saw the long hallway that lead to the principal's office. There was one student in the hallway but she was walking back to class. When she was gone Sammy quickly ran toward the principal's office where he would be safe.

"Hey freshmen," someone called out behind him making freeze in place.

Sammy turned around and saw one of the jocks that picked on him earlier, Richard, or as everyone called him Dick. Dick was standing next to a fire alarm with his hand on the handle. Sammy face paled as he realized what Dick was going to do. Before he could stop him, Dick pulled down on the handle setting the alarms off. It took only a few moments before doors started to open and the hallway was flooded with students.

Sammy was caught in the middle of a fire excavation in his underwear. The sound of laughed filled the hallway as everyone pointed and laughed at him making Sammy cringed and look mortified. His entire life was ruined now that the whole school made jokes at his expense. It took the teachers too long to get to Sammy and lead him to the principal's office, by then everyone saw Sammy who was in tears now.

 

 

Sammy had to wait for his mom to pick him up from school. The principal talked to the bullies responsible for the incident but unfortunately they all got a couple days of detention, and Dick who started a fire alarm got one day of suspension. Sammy couldn't believe that was all their punishment for humiliating and bullying him. It didn't take long till his mother came to school and got him. She took him home as she tried to comfort him but it didn't matter. His high school life was over now, no sooner than it started.

"I'm so sorry dear that this happened," Sammy's mom said. "We could switch schools... but you would be behind a year. I think you should wait till next year to go to another school and start fresh. What do you say?"

"I don't know mom," Sammy said as he tried to bite back tears.

"Well, you only have a couple of more months. I just can't believe that those brats only got a couple of days of detention for bullying my baby," She said upset.

Sammy didn't say anything as his mom spoke everything that he was thinking. When they got home Sammy went to his room to mope by himself. Feeling horrible Sammy tried to forget about what happened to him but he couldn't. It didn't take long before it was night time and dinner was ready. Sammy didn't want to eat but showed up at the table anyway. After dinner Sammy went to take out the trash like he normally did.

Pulling out the large garbage cans to the street for the trash trucks to take in the morning, Sammy felt a little better getting some fresh air. Yet all the fresh air wouldn't make everyone forget about what happened to him. Sitting down on the curb, Sammy buried his head in his hands. He couldn't help but feel tears falling down his cheeks.

"Sam?"

Sammy looked up as a stranger, with a hood and cloak over his head obscuring his face, that called out his name, "Um," Sammy wiped at his eyes. "Yeah."

"Sam Heart? Goes to Milton high school?"

Sammy nodded, "Yeah. Um, who are you?"

"I heard that you had a bad day at school today," The man said sounding sympathetic to him.

"You heard? Oh God," Sammy said as he realized that people outside of his school know about the incident.

"Don't worry, it gets better," the man told him as he sat down next to him. Sammy didn't say anything as he didn't see how it could. "Look," the man said. "You might not believe me now, but it will get better." The man put his hand on Sammy's shoulder.

Suddenly Sammy felt a jolt like static electricity shocking him when the man touched him. Sammy jumped up and looked toward the man, but he was gone. Sammy looked up and down the street for the stranger but he was gone. It was like was never even there. Confused Sammy headed back to his house and back to his room. Sammy went to lay down on his bed. He was felt a little more relaxed than he was before, more calm. Deciding to get ready for bed, Sammy got dressed in his pajamas and went to brush his teeth. Finally, he jumped into bed.

Closing his eyes, Sammy tried to relax and maybe even go to bed. Yet as he tried he kept seeing Richard's face grinning as he pulled the fire alarm. That little prick, the one who ruined his life. The little jerk who needed to be taught a lesson from someone bigger than him. Someone to put him in his place.

Sammy jumped at the sound of a small voice saying, "WHAT THE FUCK?"

Heading over to his lamp light Sammy switched it on and nearly screamed as he saw a small version of Richard standing on his night stand.

"Dick," Sammy asked as Richard looked at him and screamed. Sammy quickly picked up the smaller than doll sized Jock. Sammy made sure to have his mouth covered so his screaming didn't wake up his parents. "Shhhh," Sammy said as he put Richard down on his bed and sat in front of him. "How did you get so small?"

"Why the fuck am I in your room? Why am I so fucking small? What the fuck is going on," Richard screamed at him.

"Shhhh, my parents are sleeping. I don't know why or how, yet," Sammy said as he took his finger and poked Richard to make sure he was really there.

"Stop that," Richard said.

"Sorry, I just... wow," Sammy said as he looked at Richard. "This is... weird."

"Just call the cops or ambulance or something."

Sammy nodded and got up to do that but paused as he looked back at Richard. "No, no I won't call anyone. Not until you apologize for what you did to me this afternoon."

Sammy sat back down so he was towering over the mini Richard. "What? Are you seriously? Fine, sorry," Richard said not sounding very sincere. "Now call someone for help."

Sammy glared at him. "No you're not. Do you have any idea how much you ruined my life?"

Richard just chuckled, "It was a joke. Just a simple prank. Don't blow it out of proportion."

This infuriated Sammy, "A joke? A joke!? Everyone saw me in my underwear. Now everyone will make fun of me for the rest of my life. What if it was you? What if you were left in the hallway with only your underwear on-"

Before Sammy finished what he was trying to say to Richard, Richard's clothing disappeared in a flash leaving only his boxers on. Sammy gasped as Richard let out a yelp and tried to cover himself.

"What the fuck did you do? Where are my clothes?"

"Did I do that," Sammy asked as he looked at the small jock.

"Give back my clothes you freak," Richard yelled at him.

Sammy gave him an evil grin, "Or what?"

This caused Richard to pause. "Or..."

"Yeah that's what I thought. In fact, you're in no position to make demands." Sammy felt like he was in complete control of the situation. Looking down at Richard he imagined his boxers gone too. Suddenly they disappeared too which confirmed Sammy's theory. Somehow Sammy gained some kind of power.

"Stop, what the hell did you do?"

"I'm going to have a little fun," Sammy said with a grin. Sammy never thought about Richard like this but, with him being at his complete mercy it strangely turned him on. Taking off all his clothing Sammy was nude except his underwear and scooted closer to Richard. "Come on Dick, let's have some fun. Rumor has it you and Dan are a thing."

"Just stay away from me," Richard said sounding nervous. Suddenly Sammy's large hand was pushing him toward the bulge that was growing from Sammy's crotch. "No...no don't." Richard was pushed up against Sammy's underwear and could feel the erect member pushing back. It was about the same size as he was. "Please stop it," Richard said as he was powerless. He tried to push back away from the bulging member but only seemed to make Sammy harder.

"Oh, come on Dick. Everyone says you swing this way. In fact, isn't that why you picked on me, right? You secretly want me," Sammy asked as he pushed Richard into himself more. Sammy started to thrust into Richard. Sammy couldn't believe how good this was feeling. If only his underwear wasn't in the way, he bet it would feel 10x better.

Suddenly Sammy felt Richard collide with his bare penis. Looking down Sammy smiled as his underwear was gone and he had Richard mushed into his member. That did feel better. Thrusting into Richard Sammy wrapped his hand around Richard and around his member and started to rub up the length of his penis. Laying back on his bed Sammy started to jerk himself off using Richard as a stimulant for his pleasure. Richards complaints muffled into Sammy's member only heightened Sammy's pleasure. The squirming tickled as if there was another set of hands running up and down his member helping him reach his climax.

Richard couldn't stop himself from being smothered into Sammy's dick. He could feel the warm skin emanating into him as his face was used to scrub the underside of Sammy manhood. The giant hand behind him gripped him tighter as the speed increased. Richard tried to say something but only got a mouth full of Sammy. It didn't take long before there was a slimy goo starting to touch Richard's head which caused him to scream into the fleshy wall. Sammy's pre was already leaking meaning he was close to the next stage of masturbation.

Sammy was loving this and wanted more pleasure as his mind drifted. Sammy was able to man handle Richard after all the torment of being bullied gave him such a power rush as he felt his penis throbbing in anticipation wanting release. "I'm close..."

Richard heard Sammy say this and tried to protest but suddenly the hand gripping him started to increase the amount of pressure and forced Richard closer to Sammy's penis. As Sammy increased his hand movements Richard was pressed so hard into Sammy, that he stopped moving with the hand and felt the large hand rub up and down his back. Richard suddenly felt himself starting to sink further into the penis. It didn't take too long until Sammy felt the waves of pleasure rushing through him as he jerked off as quick as possible and let his seed eject from his member and on his stomach as he arched his back. He couldn't help but cum with such force that he nearly fainted. It was the hardest he ever pleasured himself before. When his pleasure finally came down, Sammy leaned forward and looked down at Richard. Sammy's eyes widen at what he saw.

Richard had somehow started to merge with Sammy's penis. It was like he was glued to him as he frantically tried to get free. Sammy started to laugh as an evil idea entered his mind. "Hey Dick? Do you like my dick? Don't worry you'll enjoy what's going to happen next."

Taking his hand Sammy slowly pressed Richard into his still hard member and started to slowly jerk off. As Sammy moved his hand over Richard, he felt Richard slowly sink further into his penis and start to merge with him. Sammy closed his eyes as he felt Richard now start to become one with his dick. Again Sammy felt another orgasm approaching as he jerked off faster and faster. Richard felt himself slowly losing focus as he felt his body starting to stretch out into the shape of the large member that was his world now. He could feel himself or his conscious starting to get absorbed and sucked into the large towering penis. As Sammy rubbed Richard more and more, his body slowly started to disappear into the throbbing member. It wasn't long before Richard was gone and his mind slowly drifted into a dark space. Unable to do anything Richard felt his being get compressed into something smaller than what he was. He couldn't hear or see or smell or feel. It was like he was floating out in space with no stars in sight for light. Suddenly his world shook.

Finally, Sammy gasped and ejaculated into his hand. Sammy couldn't help but look in amazement as instead of the regular color of his sperm, there was a blue goo that came out instead. The goo was the smelled and felt the same as his regular load, except the color was different. Not knowing what he was doing, Sammy brought the liquid up to his mouth and licked it up and swallowed it. Somehow he knew... that he just swallowed Richards soul. Whatever that blue cum was, it held Richard's essence. He just swallowed whatever was left of Richard. Smiling Sammy looked down at his penis and looked amazed. By merging Dick with himself, his own dick length had grown a couple of inches and in girth too.

Feeling amazing Sammy laid back in bed and closed his eyes. He felt much much better since this afternoon. As Sammy started to drift off to sleep, he started to think of who was next...

Sammy woke up the next day and rolled out of bed. Last night seemed like a dream that Sammy didn't recall too much about. Getting out of bed, Sammy thought about seeing if it was all just a dream. Imagining really hard and using his powers he tried to get dressed for school... nothing happened.

Sammy tried again and laughed when nothing happened. Just his luck, it was all just a dream. Shaking his head at himself, believing in magic and all the other weird stuff that happened was so silly. Like he could do that to Richard, only in his dreams. But Sammy did feel a little better after that nice revenge dream. He felt like a million dollars right now. In fact he almost forgot about yesterday's event. Not wanting to be late for school Sammy quickly got dressed and got ready for school and headed to the bus stop to make it to school.

When he got on the bus everyone started to whisper and snicker to each other. Immediately Sammy's new found confidence started to decrease as he realized that yesterday's event wasn't part of his dream. Hurrying he headed to his seat in and sat down feeling completely embraced. Hoping things would be better Sammy hopped that not many people would remember his embarrassing incident.

 

 

Sammy took his seat in first period. It was worse than he thought as everyone was snickering and laughing whenever they saw him. His life was still ruined and there was nothing he could do. Wanting to cry over what happened, Sammy quickly buried his head in his hands.

"Sammy, you ok man?"

Sammy quickly looked up and saw his best friend, Lucas. Lucas was the top dog of the school. He was the star Jock in the freshman class and was the prefect student that every teacher wanted. Lucas was possible the nicest guy anyone would meet in their life, he was also Sammy's crush. Sammy knew Lucas since kindergarten and they were best friends since. Somewhere in middle school Sammy started to feel feelings for Lucas but before he knew how to project these feeling to him, Lucas started to hangout with Tiffany and soon they became a thing. Lucas and Sammy still talked but it was like Tiffany stole Sammy's love from him and kind of felt some resentment toward her for it. Lucas didn't know anything about Sammy's feelings for him and never will. Sammy couldn't do that to Lucas, no he was fine with how things were now.

"Uh, yeah..." Sammy told Lucas.

Lucas took his seat next to Sammy, "You sure? You seem a little down?"

Sammy realized that Lucas didn't know what happened yesterday. That's when he remembered that Lucas was out of school and couldn't possible have been here when Sammy was humiliated. That was a small saving grace for him.

Before Sammy could tell Lucas he was fine someone in the hallway shouted into the class, "Nice underwear yesterday Sammy!" Before they ran away.

Sammy quickly burned red with embarrassment as Lucas looked shocked. "What?"

"It's nothing," Sammy tired to say.

"Did you get picked on again?" Sammy didn't say anything as he tried to not look at Lucas. "Sammy, tell me who it was. I'll make sure they wont bother you again," Lucas said upset.

"I don't want you getting in trouble because of me," Sammy told him.

"Sammy, your my best friend. Let me help you. Whoever it is I'll take care of it," Lucas said putting his hand on Sammy's shoulder.

Sammy relished the feeling of Lucas' hand on his shoulder. He couldn't help but feel a little excited for the contact. "Thanks, but I'm fine. I'm sure everyone will forget in a couple of weeks."

Lucas let out a sigh and removed his hand, "Ok, but if they keep bothering you, you have to let me know alright?"

Sammy nodded, but he wouldn't tell Lucas about the older jocks. The last thing he needed to do was get his best friend hated by everyone in school because he defended Sammy from bullies. Lucas was the kind of guy that would take on every kid in high school just so Sammy wouldn't be picked on. It was what made Sammy fall for him, but it was also something he hated him for sometimes. It was why he never told Lucas about the incidents, he would have been kicked out of school already for fighting all the jocks.

The rest of the day was like any other Tuesday, except the constant snickering and pointing at Sammy. Lucas couldn't be with Sammy all the time and when he wasn't that's when the teasing was the worse. The only upside was with most of the bullies couldn't tease him in gym due to the suspension threat due to the prank they pulled, so it wasn't too bad. Except for the couch that made Sammy run laps the rest of the class because his star players were going to miss practice for detention and suspension. Sammy had to have run over 100 laps yet the gym teacher kept blowing the whistle at him to keep running. When gym was over, Sammy could barely even move his legs from how tired he was.

"Get moving Mr. Heart," The gym teacher shouted in the locker. "If I find you lolly gagging in there when the bell rings, I'll make you run twice what you did today for gym tomorrow." Sammy quickly stumbled out of the locker room and out the door before the gym teacher could punish him.

After gym, Sammy only had one more class left, Biology. It was Sammy's favorite, or second favorite class next to Math. It wasn't because Sammy was good at Biology, he sucked at the subject for some reason. No it was because of the Biology teacher, Mrs. Miller. Mrs. Miller was the typical hot teacher that every student fantasized about failing a test to stay after so they had to make it up with extra credit. Sammy was no different, although he did have a crush on Lucas, he also fantasized sometime about Mrs. Miller giving him "private tutoring". Her body was curvy and she happened to have breast that left most male and female student's jaw hanging. Why Mrs. Miller picked teaching instead of modeling as a profession was beyond anyone.

"Ok, class settle down," Mrs. Miller said as she looked around spotted Sammy and gave him a warm smile.

Sammy immediately looked down at his assignment trying to not blush as much as he was.

When class was over Sammy headed for the bus to take him home. Today wasn't so bad, Sammy thought to himself.

 

 

The Next Day

 

Sammy woke up and did the same routine as he normally did and headed to school. Again first period came and Lucas said hello to him and chatted a little. The other students made some comments under their breathe, but no one dared to say anything while Lucas was present. Sammy gathered his things to move onto the next class with Lucas. That was when Tiffany showed up giving Lucas a nice kiss right in front of Sammy.

Sammy didn't know if she planned it or not but by just watching Lucas getting kissed by Tiffany made him feel jealous and angry.

"Hey Tiffany," Sammy said causing Tiffany to pull back and look at Sammy.

"Oh, hey Sammy," Tiffany said as she grabbed Lucas' hand and they all started to head to their lockers to get ready for next period.

"So did you hear Lucas," Tiffany started to say to him. "About Richard?"

"Yeah," Lucas said sounding upset. "He bullied Sammy and got suspended." Sammy froze realizing that Lucas found out and he didn't sound happy. What was he going to do? "When I see him I'm going to have to have a few words with him."

Sammy was going to response when Tiffany beat him to it. "No not that, apparently he went missing a the other day. His parents can't find him anywhere. They say someone might have broke in at night and kidnapped him."

"What," Both Sammy and Lucas said shocked.

"Yeah, they can't find a trace of him anywhere," Tiffany told him.

Sammy felt a shiver run down his spine. Did he...

"Who would kidnap Richard?"

"I don't know," Tiffany said sounding worried.

Lucas looked to Sammy, "You ok," He asked him.

"What," Sammy responded as he was snapped out of his thoughts. "Yeah, I just need to use the bathroom." Sammy quickly headed to the bathroom and quickly closed one of the stalls. Feeling completely terrified Sammy slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down so his underwear was the only thing left on. Slowly he slide them off and pulled out his member. When he looked down at his penis Sammy started to examined it. Was Richard really there? The other day he didn't noticed before but now, Sammy couldn't tell if his penis really was larger or not. Looking at it now it seemed bigger but he couldn't tell if that was his imagination or not. "R-r-richard?"

...

"Are you there," Sammy whispered but got no response. "No, it's just a coincidence. I didn't... I couldn't... I tried the other day..." Sammy was saying to himself.

Sammy was about to pull up his pants and underwear when there was a pounding on the stall door.

"Are you talking to your dick? Hurry up," I got to go. Sammy was so startle he let out a shriek. There was a laugh from the other side. "No way, is that you Sammy? Sammy the fag? Oh man, you scream like a girl! Wait till everyone hears about this, and the fact your talking to yourself on the toilet too. Oh man!"

"No, wait," Sammy said panicked as he quickly fumbled with his clothing and tried to stop whoever it was from embarrassing him even more than he already was. Just as Sammy fumbled with his underwear and shorts. He quickly opened the door and tried to chase after whoever it was that heard him but he was gone. Sammy went out the door and looked in the hallway but there were too many students. "Who... oh God please..." Sammy said upset as he could do the only thing left, head to class and praying no one hears about this incident...

 

 

Paul was horrified as he looked up at a giant pair of balls that came rushing up to greet him. In no time he was mushed up against them and everything became dark. It took Paul a little while to realize he was in a pair of underwear pressed up against someone's testicles. Paul could only guess since he had a fraction of a second to see but judging by what he saw he was still in the high school bathroom and had to be the stall that Sammy was in. Paul was now trapped in Sammy's underwear. Paul didn't know how small he was but either Sammy was ignoring him or he couldn't tell he was there due to his size.

As soon as Sammy started to move Paul felt the orbs above him start to move too. Luckily he was just below them so he wasn't being whacked by them but he could feel them sway above him. Paul very carefully decided to move away from Sammy's private jewels but paused, where did he head? Down toward Sammy's ... no Paul didn't want to be near that rear end. So he should head up toward... Paul didn't want to be near Sammy's other head...

As Paul tried to think of where to go it wasn't long before he heard the school bell ring for the start of the next class. Paul wasn't prepared, as suddenly everything started to move again but it wasn't due to Sammy walking, he was sitting. Paul let out a scream as he felt himself being pushed up again toward Sammy's testicles. This time he collided with them and felt them warp around him smothering him under a layer of flesh as the big orbs rolled over on top of him.

 

 

Sammy sat down for class ready to learn. He prayed that who ever it was that heard him in the bathroom wasn't in this class. As Sammy sat down he thought he felt something underneath him, but quickly ignored it as the Teacher started to talk and teach the class. As Sammy was taking notes he couldn't help but feel an itch directly underneath him. Irritated, Sammy thought about scratching himself but he would bring too much attention to himself if he tried. Last thing he needed, was someone pointing him out as he tried to scratch himself in a particular part of his body that would get him humiliated in class for. Deciding on ignoring it, Sammy focused on the notes he should be taking.

Paul kept trying to move the enormous nuts out of his face but they barely budged. As time went on the heat emanating from the sacks started to heat Paul up causing him to panic and try and get out. Frightened for his life and feeling extremely distraught, Paul started to thrash around and try and get out. Unfortunately he couldn't escape and in his attempts to get away only seemed to disturbed Sammy more and more.

Dumbfounded at why his privates were itching, Sammy tried to imagine what ever was causing him such irritation to disappear. Doing his best not to drawl attention, Sammy started to move his hips so that he was rubbing himself into his seat and tried to reach that disrupting spot that wouldn't stop bothering him. Hoping that this would fix this vexing situation, Sammy tried to ignore the itchiness.

Paul felt the mass of flesh start to rub over him and grind into him. Paul could only let out a muffled scream as he felt the dampened skin from being trapped inside the pair of underwear and pants start to drench him. It was impossible for Paul to escape from his hell. As soon as Paul thought it couldn't get worse he started to feel himself starting to move with Sammy's motion. Paul tried to stop himself from moving but found that he couldn't. Frightening, Paul felt his body slowly getting spread out as his body was being smeared into the enormous fleshly wall that was Sammy's ball sack. Paul's skin was now being thinned out as he was merging with his prison. Unable to speak Paul could only taste the flesh that he was becoming and soon his consciousness was starting to fade. It wasn't long till he had become one with Sammy's balls, and Sammy stop rubbing himself into the seat of his chair.

Finally, Sammy thought as the itch vanished.

However for Paul it wasn't over. As his body became part of Sammy, his consciousness was slowly drifting away into a void. He felt himself starting to fade as he was swallowed up by an ocean of gooey liquid. He was slowly drowning into nothingness. Doing the only thing he could, Paul screamed for help only to sink into the dark abyss...

 

 

Sammy waited for the class to finally be over. Closing his books he started to pack up his things when he felt a weird feeling in his testicles. Trying to ignore it he headed to his next class. But as school went on Sammy started to feel a swelling and an aching feeling in his loins. It was like he had blue balls, but that was ridiculous. Yet as his classes went on and on till the day was almost over, it took more and more effort to not excuse himself to head to the bathroom and get relief from the painful building up feeling. Finally to his joy the final bell rang and he was able to get one step close to home where he planned to release himself. As soon as Sammy got home he quickly went to his room. Before he could even lock his door, he was already in his underwear. Quickly he started to jack off and felt instant relief as the feeling of build up was starting to get ready to be released from being trapped inside all day. Sammy wasn't even thinking straight as he tried to elevate the painful feeling. Sammy didn't even have time to shot into a tissue or sock or anything. All he had was his hands. Not caring anymore, Sammy shot his load into his hands and tried not to make a mess. Closing his eyes, Sammy let out a moan as he felt the pressure surge out and the pressure dissipating from deep inside. Sighing in bliss, Sammy slowly looked down at the massive amount that he let out. Sammy was shocked. Not only was his amount way more than usual, it had a tint of blue to it. Like that dream he had...

Sammy didn't know what he was doing but slowly he brought his seed up to his mouth and started to lick it. Strangely he licked himself clean and swallowed the massive amount of gooey sticky liquid. As soon as it was all gone, Sammy started to feel much better. Not only was the painful feeling in his loins gone, but now he felt a huge wave of confidence. He didn't know why or how, but he knew that he just swallowed someone's soul.

Sammy should have felt bad for doing that but he just shrugged, "Probably deserved it."

Sammy's stomach gurgled in agreement.

Sammy woke up with a startle as his alarm clock went off. Confused as he didn't recall much from the previous day when he got home from school, Sammy went to get out of bed. He felt his underwear feel a little damp and checked to find out that he had a wet dream last night. Groaning in disgust, Sammy recalled his weird dream last night of jacking off. Yet strange enough he couldn't recall when he went to bed or how much of the other day was a dream or reality. Did he masturbate or did he actually dream the whole thing? If he did dream it, then why did it feel so real? Sammy felt frustrated that he didn't know. Unfortunately he couldn't spend too much time worried about it as he looked at his clock. He had to hurry or he would miss the bus to school.

While heading to school Sammy fought with himself trying to determine what was dream and what wasn't he figured since he got his homework back after Biology it was real, so he did go to school. But once he got home that's where things started to get fuzzy as he didn't recall much, just glimpses like a dream. Heck he didn't even remember eating dinner. Maybe he should have asked his mom what happened last night? No, that would make her worry about him and that the last thing he needed to do to his mother. As soon as the bus arrived at Sammy's school, he got off and headed to his locker. He needed to get his books for class. Yet as he walked to his locker, and ignored any residual jokes about last week, he couldn't help but wonder about his weird dream.

"Hey, Sam," Lucas called out with Tiffany close behind.

Sammy greeted Lucas and Tiffany as he rummaged in his locker.

"You ok? You seem a little preoccupied?"

Of course Lucas would notice. "I.. I've been having some weird dreams."

"Dreams huh? To be honest I don't know much about dreams. Do you know anything about dreams," Lucas asked Tiffany. Tiffany shrugged.

"Are they the same dream? That usually means something." Tiffany told him.

"Um, no," Sammy said not wanting to go into too much detail about his private dreams. "It's more like I don't know if I'm dreaming or not. They feel so life like that I keep thinking I'm awake."

"Oh," Tiffany said. "That usually means your scared of something or having strong feelings toward something in your dream. The more life like it is the more you project your emotions into the dream. It could be positive or negative emotions."

Sammy thought about it. The first dream, with Richard he could understand he was angry at him so he could project that hate into a dream. But the second one? Him just jerking off? What could that be? Was it his desire for Lucas...?

"What were the dreams," Lucas asked.

Sammy tired his best to keep himself from being flustered at the remark.

"I.. um don't remember. I should get to class."

"Oh," Lucas said surprised. "Well see you later," Lucas called out as Sammy quickly left them.

"He must have had an embarrassing dream," Tiffany said to Lucas.

"Yeah, but about what?"

 

 

It didn't take long before Sammy gave up trying to determine what his dreams meant. He had more important things to worry about, like the next test that was coming up tomorrow. Sammy needed to focus on studying and not anything else. He had to do good on this test, it was important. The day went by pretty fast for a Thursday. Soon Sammy forgot all about his weird dreams and focused on studying and homework.

When Sammy got home, his mom was there to greet him. Sammy told her about his day and how he would be studying for a test tonight so not to wait for him for dinner. It wasn't long before Sammy was upstairs in his room doing his homework and then went to studying for his big test. The rest of the day was normal for him and before long he had eaten dinner and headed back upstairs to go to be d early to get a fresh start tomorrow. As Sammy slid into bed, he felt prepared for tomorrow's exam scheduled after lunch tomorrow. He would study during lunch to be extra prepared.

It wasn't long before Sammy fell asleep.

 

 

Sammy woke up with his alarm going off. Rolling over Sammy went to turn it off and found that he slept in. Panicked Sammy quickly turned his alarm off and looked at the clock. It was 6:50... the bus would be here in 5 min! Jumping out of bed Sammy quickly grabbed what ever he could for clothing and put them on. He didn't even bother looking at them as he grabbed his book bag and ran out his room.

Normally his mom would be able to take him in, but it was a Friday and she goes in early and comes back late on Fridays. Sammy would have skipped school but he couldn't miss today because his teacher hated to do make up exams. Sammy would have to take a zero which would make him fail the class. This was the worst scenario imaginable. Sammy almost forgot to lock the front door as he ran out his house and to the bus stop. As soon as he got the bus stop he remember that he didn't eat or pack a lunch. Yeah, today was a bad day. As soon as the bus pulled up and the doors opened, Sammy knew it was going to get worse as the bus driver gave him a puzzled look. Frowning Sammy looked down and almost screamed out loud.

He was in his pajamas. Normally that wouldn't be a big deal for most people... but Sammy had a unique set of clothing. Sammy's mother loved him and always thought he looked cute in pink, so she would always jokingly buy pink pajamas pants with hearts and other girly things on, not to mention his shirt that read "princess" on it. Sammy never paid any mind to it because they were comfortable to wear and no one would see them except his mom. Yet from his hectic morning, Sammy forgot all about it.

Sammy felt his heart explode from pure embarrassment. How could this happen? Sammy was about to head back home to change really quickly but the bus driver seemed to read his mind and gave him a sad look. "Sorry, kid. We're running late, you'll just have to wear it or stay home."

Sammy gulped as he seriously thought about staying home... but this exam... He couldn't fail the class. Besides it's not like the entire school hasn't seen him naked, right? Mustering all his courage, Sammy got on the bus. Sammy did his best to not show how embarrassed he was at all the laughing and pointing everyone was doing. The bus driver tried to tell them to be quiet so he could drive but they didn't listen. Sammy made his way to his seat and could still hear the bus making rude comments or jokes at his expense.

Sammy right now wanted to hate his mom with everything he had. If she hadn't gone to work so early he would have had time to get dress and get driven to school. If she stop buying him these girly outfits he wouldn't be the laughingstock of the enter school. The more Sammy thought about it the angrier he got at his mom.

But as he thought more and more about his mom he also remembered all the good times they had. He couldn't help but remember that his Dad left them both when he was young and his mom has been struggling to keep him happy for his sake. Sammy even recalled the first time his mom got him pajamas that were pink, he was upset at his mom for buying such girly clothing. She had told him its so they could spend some girl time together and bond more. They would snuggle up on the couch and watch a few chick flicks and eat ice cream whenever his mom needed to unwind or share her problems. Sammy loved those moments when it would be like just them and the rest of the world didn't even exist.

Grasping to that memory Sammy stop blaming his mom. It wasn't her fault that Sammy slept in. Sammy's anger subsided as he decided he had to man up to his own mistake.

When the bus got to the school Sammy all but drowned out the laughing and jokes that everyone were making. He ignored the looks as he headed to his locker and got ready for his classes.

There was a familiar laugh that caused Sammy to turn, it was Tiffany. "Oh my god..." She said trying to not laugh as much as she was. But it wasn't Tiffany's laughing that made Sammy blush, it was Lucas who was standing there looking at him.

"Your mom still buying you those cloths?"

Sammy nodded.

Lucas laughed, "Dude you want me to go grab you a change of cloths?"

Sammy's heart skipped a beat. That was one of the nicest things that anyone could do for him right now. "You mean it?"

"Yeah," Lucas told him. "But it's going to cost you. You got to help me understand Mrs. Wickmen's class. Spanish has never been my strong suit."

"Deal," Sammy said smiling. He could always count on Luc-

"Lucas!" Sammy turned around and saw his gym teacher and also Lucas' coach walking toward them. Sammy swore the coach gave him a glare or disgusted look at him before turning to Lucas.

"Yeah coach?"

"Jackson is missing. We have a game in a few hours and need you to fill in. I talked to your teachers to pull you out of class for the day."

"Cool, let me just grab Sammy some clothes-"

"No time," the Coach said cutting him off. "We got to leave soon. It's a long bus ride there."

Lucas was about to say something, and Sammy knew what it was. Lucas wouldn't leave Sammy like this if he had a choice and would miss his chance to play with the varsity team. As much as Sammy loved that his friend would sacrifice this opportunity, Sammy wouldn't let Lucas toss it away. So before Lucas could tell his coach that he couldn't Sammy spoke up, "You should go."

"What about your clothes," Lucas asked shocked at what Sammy said.

"I'll be fine, besides when will you get another chance like this?"

Before Lucas could retort his coach said, "Now, since it's settle I'll see you on the bus in 5 min." Lucas' coach turned and left.

"I guess I got to get my stuff for the bus ride," Lucas said to Tiffany and Sammy. "I'll talk to you later," Lucas said to Tiffany as he gave her a kiss. Sammy couldn't help but feel jealous of Tiffany. "And I'll see you later," Lucas said giving Sammy a fist bump. How he wished he and Tiffany could have swapped goodbyes.

Once Lucas left Sammy let out out a disappointed sigh and went to grab his class materials. Looking through his book bag Sammy tired to find his notebook but failed to find it. Panicked, Sammy started to fumble around his locker and looked again in his bag.

"Where is it? No, no, no," Sammy mumbled.

"What's wrong," Tiffany asked.

Sammy groaned as he slumped up against his locker. "I left my notes at home... and I have a test this afternoon."

This day couldn't get any worse...

 

 

The day did get worse. Sammy got laughed at in all his classes, even some of his teachers couldn't help but laugh. The laughter Sammy could ignore but what he couldn't ignore was the fact that he nearly forgot all his notes for the class. All he had was his book, which his teacher rarely used in class so finding material to study off of was nearly impossible. Sammy wanted to bang his head on the cafeteria table that he sat alone at. Not only did he forget his notes he also forgot a lunch. Usually Sammy packed a lunch or on some occasion he would buy something from the cafeteria but guess who didn't have his wallet? It's not like Sammy sleep with a wallet in his pajamas. Next period Sammy had a test that he needed to pass and he had no way to study. Not to mention he was starving to the point that his stomach could be heard over the loud noise in the cafeteria. He was having a very bad day today.

Sammy tried to search through his book and found something that looked like they covered in class. Sammy was trying to memorize it when he heard someone laughing. Sammy didn't even bother to look up as he figured it was someone else wanting to make a joke about his dress wear, like everyone else had. Whoever was laughing passed by Sammy. Sammy didn't have time to defend himself, he needed to study.

Yet it was hard to study on an empty stomach. Sammy flipped through a few pages trying to find another page that would be on his exam when he heard a commotion off to his side. Turning his head he saw a cute girl trying to eat her lunch while a jock, one that Sammy knew pretty well, was messing around with her. Chad, as Sammy knew quiet well for liking to smack his books out of his hands, was with his girlfriend Jessica who was trying to keep him from eating all her food. Sammy couldn't stop his mouth from watering as he looked at the lunch she packed. Unintentionally Sammy's stomach let out a loud growl which caused both of them to look at him. Sammy looked down at his book to study but it was too late, Chad had noticed.

"Oh shit, what the hell are you wearing," Chad said as he got up and walked over to Sammy's table. Sammy didn't respond as he tried to disappear into his book and be left alone. Sadly that wasn't happening. "Did your mom dress you," Chad snickered.

Maybe it was from all the humiliation or maybe it was his hunger, but Sammy decided to respond without thinking, "At least I have a mom," He mumbled. Sammy's heart stopped beating as he realized he just spoke out loud to the jock. What was worse was that Chad's mother died giving birth to him when he was young and it happened to be a very very touchy subject for him. Sammy looked up with horror in his face at what he just said and saw how angry Chad was. "I'm sorry-" Sammy tried to say but was silenced when Chad lifted Sammy up from his seat with one hand.

"Damn right you are," Chad growled at him as he got ready to punch Sammy right in the face.

"Stop it Chad," Jessica said getting up and trying to pull him away from Sammy.

"Get off of me," Chad said shoving her with his free hand while not letting Sammy go. Jessica fell down on the ground. "No one fucking talks about my mother like that."

Sammy tried to plead with him but found it was useless as he got ready to nail Sammy in the face once again.

Before he could a teacher grabbed Chad by the arm and stopped him.

"What's going on here?" He asked Chad and Sammy.

"This punk is talking shit about my mother," Chad said still holding onto Sammy's shirt.

The teacher raised a question eyebrow. "Go to the principals office and cool down," He told Chad.

Chad made a pissed off sound and tossed Sammy down on the ground. "This isn't over," Chad said as he walked out and headed off to the Principals office. Sammy swallowed as he realized that he was dead meat. Getting up Sammy went over to Jessica who was still on the ground and offered her his hand to help her up.

"...Thanks," She said realizing that her boyfriend had just knocked her down and forgotten about her. "I'm sorry about that, Chad... can be a jerk." Jessica said trying to defend her boyfriend.

"I shouldn't had said that to him." Sammy said still frightened about the experience.

Jessica picked up Sammy's book that was knocked over by Chad. "Oh do you have Mr. Novack's class?"

"Yeah, I have him next period," Sammy told her.

"Me too," Jessica said. "Do you want to study for his test together?"

"I... uh forgot my notes," Sammy said sounding very embarrassed.

"That's ok, you can borrow mine," Jessica said as she went and grabbed her book bag and food.

Sammy couldn't believe what was happening. Jessica came over and set her stuff down next to him.

Sammy watched as Jessica pulled out her notebook and flipped through her notes.

"Ok, here we are," Jessica said as she found Mr. Novacks class. Sammy felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. She took very descriptive notes and was sharing them with him.

"You are a lifesaver," Sammy said to her.

"It's the least I can do after that incident."

The mere mention of what happened made Sammy mad. He couldn't believe that Chad would treat not only him with such disregard, but also Jessica. She was a kind person and to hurt her like that was just down right wrong. If Sammy had the strength he would have stood up for Jessica. Sammy couldn't help but also feel hungry since he didn't have much food and spotted Jessica's bag of M&M's. A stupid thought popped into Sammy's head. If Chad was an M&M, Sammy would have no trouble dealing with him...

 

 

Chad knocked over a trash can as he plotted his revenge on Sammy. No one talked shit about his mom, epically a fucking nerd. As Chad headed to the Principals office he did his best to curve his anger. He didn't need to lash out at the head administrator of the school and get kicked out. Just as Chad went to reach for the handle to the office he felt a cold chill in the air. Before he knew it, his entire world changed. One second he was in a hallway about to go to the principals office and next he was back at the cafeteria, only something was different. Everything was enormous and the sound in the room was louder than it used to be. Chad tried to move but realized he couldn't. Looking around or the best he could, there was a frightening realization, he was in a bag of peanut M&M's right in front of his girlfriend who was towering over them.

Chad tried to scream out to his girlfriend but there was no sound. Looking down he found out why, he was an M&M too. Chad was a red peanut M&M in a plastic baggie full of similar looking M&M's. Jessica reached her enormous hand toward Chad. Could she some how hear him? His question was answered when a pair of giant finger tips reached into the bag and grabbed a few M&M's and extracted them from Chad's prison. Chad could only watch in awe and horror as the enormous fingers that picked up the small snack, lead them to the only place food would go, into her mouth. Watching her in horror, Jessica easily plopped both M&M's in her mouth without a second thought and started to chew. Even at this distance Chad could hear the shattering candy shell and peanut inside being destroyed with such ease. Several jaw crushing motions later, Jessica swallowed with a small audible gulp. Then it happened again, Jessica took her hand and reached back toward the baggie that held Chad. Chad screamed for Jessica to notice him, but she continued to talk with Sammy about whatever it was they were talking about. Chad was too busy trying to find a way out of this sticky situation then listening to the conversation that the two giant students were having. Jessica's fingers moved back into the baggie and headed toward him. Chad mustered all the strength he had and tried to move out of the way. He just barely wiggled out of the way of the enormous fingers as they just grazed him. Jessica removed several more pieces of candy from the bag and back toward her mouth. That was too close of a call for Chad. He had to find a way out. Trying again, Chad tried to move and found he could just barely move. It was such a miniscule amount that anyone observing the piece of candy would thought that their eyes were playing a trick on them. The sound of crunching brought Chad's attention back to Jessica as her fingers were already reaching for more before she even finished her previous bite. Chad screamed and wiggled the best he could to get her attention but her eyes sight was too focused on her school work or whatever it was she was doing. She wasn't even looking at the baggie as she knew exactly where it was from memory. Her hand came into the bag and moved toward Chad, this time there was no escaping her condemning fingers as he was lumped up with 4-5 other pieces of candy. Jessica's fingers gripped around Chad and the other M&M's as Jessica's fingers grasped Chad, he could feel the heat from her fingers already warming his body as they wrapped around the cluster of food. Chad cried out for her as he tried to move only to find her grip was too strong.

Just as he was about to be removed from the safety of the baggie and out to the cruel world, Jessica's fingers slipped and Chad popped out of her hand and back into the clear plastic bag. He was able to watch as the small handful of candy was brought up to her unaware face and into her awaiting maw where she effortlessly devoured each piece one by one. Chad shivered as he dodged a bullet there. He had to get out of this mad house. Maybe if he left the baggie she would notice something wrong and recognize him... right? Figuring it was his only chance, Chad continued to roll to the entrance of the baggie and try to escape his fate. Jessica, finished her handful and went back for more, luckily for Chad she reached into the far back of the bag and away from him as she picked up more candy. This pattern repeated for a while leaving Chad with plenty of time to reach the lip of the baggie and was almost able to roll out onto the table.

There was a loud growling, like a feral beast, off to Chad's left that caught his attention. It was Sammy's stomach.

Jessica looked over to Sammy and gave him a questioning look.

"Sorry," Sammy said as he tried to silence his gut. "I haven't eaten."

"Forgot your lunch?"

Sammy nodded as he tried to focus back on the notes for class.

"Would you like some of my lunch," Jessica offered.

Sammy looked at her with a shocked expression. "Are you sure?"

Jessica laughed, "Yeah, Chad normally eats most of my lunch so I get used to packing for two anyway. So do you want to share?"

"Yes, please." Sammy said as Jessica offered Sammy her lunch.

Chad watched in horror as Jessica picked up the baggie that he was in. Chad was so close to the exit that he almost touched the table top. Sadly when Jessica picked up the bag he was forced backwards back into the baggie and towards the bottom. The once large amount of candy had dwindled down to a just a few pieces of candy. Chad, again in horror, could only watch as his girlfriend offered him to Sammy who thanked her greatly and accepted the bag of food. Never before in Chad's life would he have imagined how this was how it ended, getting eaten by someone. That someone being the school's wimpiest student, Sammy. Chad watched as Sammy's fingers entered the baggie and headed straight for him. Those fingers grabbed him and a few more pieces of candy and extracted them from the bag. Chad watched as he was brought up to Sammy's face where his mouth opened wide in anticipation for his first meal of the day. Chad could see Sammy's tongue wiggle waiting for whatever to drop in his mouth to be pushed to one of the giant teeth that were ready to chomp down on it's awaiting prey that landed in Sammy's mouth. Without warning Sammy dropped the small cluster of candy into his mouth. Chad screamed as he and a few pieces of candy landed on the large mass of slippery and slimy muscle that was Sammy's tongue. Immediately Sammy closed his mouth and got to work. Chad was tossed toward one of the molars in the back and was about to be crushed when one of the other pieces of candy, like some kind of hero, pushed him into Sammy's cheek instead and took his place on the tooth. Chad watched in fear as the piece of candy didn't even stand a fraction of a second as the candy coating cracked under the pressure and broke leaving the chocolate coated peanut left. It exploded and sent piece of the peanut all over the place hitting Chad. Chad screamed out in fear as he watched his fellow candy get murder right in front of him. Chad could feel his skin, or sugary coating starting to melt off from the heat and moisture in Sammy's mouth. His color coating was being peeled off, but unfortunately for Chad he wouldn't get to experience the whole digestion process and melting experience as Sammy effortlessly rolled him back into place under his tooth. Chad could see that all that was left was him and a mushy pile of chocolatey peanut rubble. Chad tried begging one more time but was silenced as the enormous guillotine came rushing down on him. Chad felt the sharp pressure from the two indestructible teeth press into him. His body started to crack and splinter. Suddenly Chad in a painful scream, felt his body explode and then nothing.

 

 

Sammy tossed his first bite of the day into his mouth and chewed quickly. It last less than a second or two before he swallowed and went back to the last few pieces of candy left in the bag.

Jessica laughed, "Wow, your hungry."

"Sorry," Sammy said sheepishly. "I didn't have breakfast."

Jessica gave him a sadden look, "You poor thing, here." She offered him her drink and half of her sandwich.

Sammy was touched by her kindness. "Thank you." Jessica and Sammy sat there studying and eaten together for the rest of the lunch period, oblivious to Chad's plight and demise.

 

Chad woke up with a startling scream as he looked around where he was. Chad let out another startling scream at his surroundings. He was in an organic chamber with what he could only assume what was the remains of his candy prison. Chad was in Sammy's stomach. Yet that wasn't the shocking part. The stomach had a weird faint blue glow to it... no it wasn't the stomach. Chad looked down at his human hands and noticed that they were blue and that it was actually him that was giving off this glow. Chad had no idea what was going on. One moment he was a piece of candy, next he was in a stomach and was blue and glowing. Deciding that his color didn't matter, Chad went up to the stomach wall and proceed to pound on them. He even yelled for help, hoping that the person that he was stuck in noticed or heard him. Suddenly there was a weird sound from above as the ceiling of his chamber opened up and down plopped a mushy pile of food right on Chad. He was covered in bread pulp and whatever else that the mass of food used to be as the food clung to Chad. Chad disgustingly whipped off the massive amount of muck from his body. Just like the mass of food, suddenly a giant torrent of liquid came crashing down from above washing Chad's body off of any of the remaining food and returning him back to his blue glowing self.

"What the fuck!" Chad screamed.

Unfortunately for Chad the introduction of this new amount of food quickly started the digestive process as the gut started to move. The walls started to shrink in on Chad as more food was introduced into the now growing swamp of slop. Chad was feeling tired as his body was shoved down from the movement and into the muck that was Sammy's meal. Another wave of liquid came down on Chad. Sammy's stomach let out a satisfied gurgle as it was now happy it had something to work on instead of being empty. Stomach acids started to be produced and fill the air with a rank smell. Chad went up to one of the walls and started to pound on them when he let out a cry of alarm as the acid covered walls burnt his hands. He looked down and noticed that his hand was steaming as the acid was able to hurt him in his new body. Frightened about his predicament, Chad stayed away from the walls of the stomach as more food came into the chamber. Chad tried once again to shout out for help but was unable to reach the Giant being that he was inside of. It wasn't long before the Chamber that Chad was in was filling up with larges amounts of food and drink. Suddenly there was a gurgling noise and the air in the chamber was sucked out as it was launched up the throat of the giant and expelled in a loud burp that even Chad could hear from where he was.

Sammy covered his mouth as he burped. "Sorry," Sammy said looking ashamed at what he did.

Jessica laughed, "Don't be. Besides I've heard worse. You wont believe how obnoxious Chad can be sometimes. His burps are loud," Jessica said shaking her head.

Sammy finished his sandwich and the last bit of his drink that Jessica gave him. She even gave him some of her Chips and half her banana. Sammy owed Jessica big time for what she did for him. Full, Sammy was able to focus better on the notes as he and Jessica helped each other understand any material that they were having trouble with. It wasn't long before the bell rang and it was time for their class. Prepared for this exam, Sammy and Jessica walked to class as they quizzed each other on the material. Sammy felt a weird sensation in his gut, like something was tickling him... but he figured it was just butterflies in his stomach because of the exam.

Chad pounded on the gut walls even thought they burned his hands with a searing pain. He had to get out. His body was starting to melt. He was dripping blue liquid like sweat from the heat, or maybe it was the acids in the chamber but he was starting to dissolve, and it hurt like hell. Chad let out cries of help and pain as he felt his legs going numb and possible disappearing in the liquid he was in. He looked down and saw that there was a small pool of blue liquid around him. It was like he was bleeding into the soupy mixture of lunch. The pain was unimaginable and for some reason Chad wasn't blacking out. Suddenly the stomach walls moved and Chad was pushed away and back into the stew that was soon to become his grave. Chad got up from his fall and went to wipe his face with his hands.... Nothing happened. Panicked he tried again and again only to realize his hands where gone. He had no hands! They must have dissolved Chad screamed again as he tried to get out of the stomach contents he was in but fell forward into the soup. He didn't get up as his body was quickly dissolved into a small pool of blue goo. Chad felt the searing heat and burning sensation of the acids in his last moments before he felt his consciousness fade to black and disappear forever.

 

 

Sammy sat in class looking at his exam. He felt a small burp rising up, and he silently let it escape. Sammy felt a weird sensation run through him. Sammy frowned at the familiar yet strange sensation. He felt it before... like his dreams that he had the other day. Shaking his head, Sammy ignored it as he went back to his exam. As he was writing his answers down he suddenly felt a familiar rush almost as if it were like adrenaline in his system as he quickly was able to answer ever question on the exam with confidence and ease.

As soon as the class was over and the exams were turned in Sammy met with Jessica.

"How do you think you did," He asked her.

She shook her head, "That was hard... but I'm glad we study together. I think I would have done worse if you didn't help."

"Same here," Sammy said. "Maybe we can study together again?"

Jessica smile and laughed, "You just want another free lunch don't you?"

Sammy laughed, "You caught me."

"Here," Jessica said handing him a piece of paper. "That's my number. Let me know if you want to study together again or maybe just hang out," She told him. Sammy looked down at the number on the piece of paper. Jessica wished him luck as she left for her other class. Sammy felt like today just took a turn for the better as he put the number away and headed off to class.

 

 

As soon as his class was over Sammy headed home. Once he got home he was able to change his cloths finally and get ready for the weekend. Sammy went to put Jessica's number away in his phone when he picked it up and saw he had a text from Lucas. Reading it he couldn't help but smile as Lucas told him about their victory. Apparently he got to play and was able to put some points up on the board for the team as a freshman. Wanting to congratulate him, the team is throwing a party tomorrow. Lucas was inviting Sammy to a party.

Sammy sent a text to Lucas telling him he would love to go with him.

Yeah... today wasn't so bad after all.

Sammy was woken up by the sound of the front door closing. Sammy rolled over in his bed to see what time it was. It was almost noon. The sound of the door closing had to be his mom coming back from grocery shopping. Sammy decided it was time to get up. It was odd he normally didn't sleep in this late but for some reason his body after his exam the other day was tired. It took all his strength not to fall asleep before dinner last night, and usually he stayed up late on Fridays. Something must have tuckered him out the other day but he wasn't sure what... maybe the exam took more out of him then he thought.

Forgetting about the odd occurrence, Sammy decided to head down stairs to see if his mom need help with anything. Heading downstairs, Sammy said good morning to his mom.

"Hey there sleepy head. I was wondering when you were going to get up. Help me put some of this food away will you?" Sammy grabbed a bag of groceries and started to put them away. As he was putting the food away he came across a bag of peanut M&M's and froze... there was something about them that made Sammy feel weird. It was like there was some kind of hidden meaning behind it but he just couldn't figure out what it was. Shrugging it off Sammy forgot all about the M&M's and went about his day.

It was mid afternoon before Sammy got a text from Lucas about the party tonight. Sammy opened the text and read the message. Lucas was just reminding him about the party and that it was going to be a dress up party. Sammy felt excited. This was the first time he had ever been invited to a party for high school. It was going to be an interesting night that's for sure.

Sammy looked at the address on his phone. The house belonged to one of the varsity jocks who lived near by. Luckily Sammy didn't need to hitch a ride with anyone to get to the house, it was just down a few blocks away. Now all Sammy needed to do was come up with a reason why he would be out late tonight. He very well couldn't tell his mom that he was going to a party where one of the jocks that bullied him last week lived. She would flip out. Sammy didn't blame her, he was hesitant about it, but he wanted to party with Lucas. He hadn't been at a party with him for a while. No, he would have to come up with a lie. Even though he didn't want to, he had to lie to his mother so he could go. Maybe this is the only time he might be able to become popular or at the very least make some friends.

Heading down stairs Sammy found his mom and decided to come up with a little fib about what he was doing tonight. "Hey mom," Sammy called out to his mom.

"In here," Sammy's mom said as she was cooking something for dinner. "What's up?"

"I'm going to head over to Lucas' house tonight."

"Do you want to eat before or after you get back?"

"Um, we can eat before, but I was thinking of maybe spending the night."

Sammy's mom gave Sammy a questioning look. "Your going to spend the night at Lucas' house? You haven't spent the night there in a long time. Whatever did happen between you two?"

Lucas tried not to look embarrassed at how observant his mother was. Sammy hadn't slept over at Lucas' house for a few years because last time Sammy couldn't sleep at all. They were still in middle school and both Sammy and Lucas stayed up late and played video games till they were tired. They both pulled out sleeping bags and went to sleep on the floor right there in front of the T.V. However Sammy didn't fall asleep as he couldn't help but listen to Lucas sleeping and see the faint outline of him in his sleeping bag. Sammy imagined what it would be like if he were in the same sleeping bag as him. Cuddled up with him like he were a big snugly pillow. His mind wandered all night and before he knew it, it was morning. Sammy was so tired the next day that he passed out when he got home. He swore he wouldn't put himself through that torment again.

"We're still friends, just got too old to do sleepovers," Sammy lied to his mom.

She gave him a knowing look, "And now...?"

"Mom," Sammy protested, "You don't understand. The other day he was picked to play with the varsity team. So tonight we were going to celebrate. You know play some video games, and stuff."

Sammy's mom just shrugged. "Just be careful when you had over there tonight, I mean it."

"I will mom," Sammy said as he headed upstairs to get ready for the party. Sammy didn't know what to expect at a high school party. What did high school students do on a weekend, especially at a party? Sammy didn't know and figured that since it was a dress up party that they might be judging everyone's costumes or something fun! Getting excited over the possibilities Sammy quickly went to his closet and looked through his outfits and found something nice. He couldn't wait till the party.

 

 

Since the party didn't start till later, Sammy was able to eat dinner and head upstairs to get his stuff. He quickly put on his outfit and headed downstairs. He made sure his mom didn't catch what he was wearing because it might make her question why he was dressed like that. So he opened the door and shouted bye to his mom before he closed the door behind him. She wouldn't be able to see him but would know he left. The sun already set and gave Sammy a little cover to sneak toward Vince's house. He felt a little embarrassed about what he was wearing but figured since it was a dress up party it would be funny. In the faint light Sammy looked at his outfit.

A few Halloweens ago, his mom bought him a cute bunny outfit with matching bunny ears and tail. Sammy decided to dress in his regular clothing, a T-shirt and shorts but kept the bunny ears on and the bunny tail. He decided to put a little make up on so he had bunny whiskers and a cute bunny nose. He thought it looked funny and slightly cute too. Sammy came up to Vince's house and paused. There were a lot of cars out front of the house and he could hear the music from here. A little hesitant at first, Sammy mustered up his courage and headed toward the front door. He knocked on the door and was greeted by Vince himself. Sammy was assaulted by the loud music and sound of conversations. Sammy could see behind him as everyone was dressed up from Power Rangers to Roman officers. Looking up at Vince, who was easily as big as the door frame itself, was dressed as the school mascot, a Lion. Vince had a disgusted grin on his face as he looked down at Sammy who was starting to realize that maybe this was a bad idea.

"I don't remember ordering bunny..."

"Um... Lucas invited me..." Sammy barely said to him over the music.

"I don't care." Vince said to him still giving him that smug look. "If you want to get in you'll have to do something for me first."

Sammy gulped at how Vince said that. "What...?"

"The only way your getting into this party is if you and me, go over there," Vince said pointing toward some bushes. "And I pull my pants down and you suck me off. Then maybe, and just maybe, I'll think about it."

Sammy couldn't tell if Vince really meant it or was being a jerk. Either way Sammy was appalled that he would say that to him. Sammy thought of a remark to Vince's cruel remark.

"No?" Vince said chuckling. "Then get lost," Vince said as he laughed and slammed the door in front of Sammy.

Sammy never felt so humiliated. Well that's not true, he's always been humiliated all his life since High school. Vince took too much pleasure in humiliating him and this was no exception. Why did Sammy assume that this would be any different. Even if Lucas would invite him to a party, he wouldn't be accepted here. Upset, Sammy turned around and started to leave. No sooner did he leave the doorstep did he see a familiar car pull up. It was Lucas'. Shocked, Sammy did his best to brush aside his tears.

"Hey Sammy," Lucas called out as he got out of his car. Sammy noticed that he was wearing a karate costume. He had the black belt and white pants on with a head band too. Lucas decided not to wear a shirt and this allowed Sammy to gaze upon Lucas' very nice looking chest and stomach. It was everything that Sammy dreamed it would be. He could die right there and not regret it. It took all his will power not to let his mouth hang open at the sight. He did his best to distract his mind as his pants started to feel slightly tighter...

"H-h-hey Lucas."

"Just in time," Lucas said as he came up beside Sammy. "Did you wait for me?"

"Um... no I was ... I was thinking of maybe not going..." Sammy said meekly.

"What? Why not? Come dude it will be fun. Just give it 30 minutes, ok? If you still want to go, I'll give you a ride home, deal?"

"I-" Before Sammy could say anything Lucas wrapped one of his arms around Sammy's shoulder and spun him around.

"Come on." Lucas said hyped. Sammy would have protested but his mind fogged up as he was touching Lucas' body. Lucas kept his hand over Sammy's shoulder and that forced him to be pulled up to his side where Sammy felt their bodies touch. He smelt so good. Sammy didn't even realize that they were back on the doorsteps of Vince's house and knocking on the door. Before Sammy could say anything the door opened and Vince gave Lucas a big smile.

"There he is!" Vince shouted and the whole party cheered. Lucas with a big smile on his face took a step forward, but was stopped by Vince. "Sorry dude, but ... he's not invited."

Lucas' smile turned to a frown. "What? Why?"

"Come on man... you know he doesn't belong here." Lucas looked at Sammy and back at Vince. "Just ditch him..."

Before Sammy could tell Lucas to leave him, Lucas spoke up.

"You know what your right." Lucas said with a stern look on his face. "WE don't belong here, Come on Sammy let's go."

Sammy was stunned as Lucas turned around and walked away with Sammy still next to him. His friend was willing to give up on a party being thrown just for him. Sammy never felt so touched in his life that his friend would sacrifice so much for him.

"Wait," Someone shouted behind Vince. It was the captain of the team, Bobby. "Dude let them both in." The rest of the crowd was in agreement. Bobby gave Vince a look and said, "Come on bro. This is for Lucas."

It looked like it was seriously killing Vince, but he finally stepped aside and let them in. Sammy felt his heart skipped a beat as he was now able to join the part. Sammy and Lucas walked into the house and closed the door. The crowed cheered Lucas' name as a wave of people came over and surrounded him. They started to move Lucas and Sammy away until someone grabbed Sammy by his shoulder and pulled him away from Lucas without him noticing.

It was Vince. Vince gave Sammy an even deadlier look as he pushed him back from the group that was with Lucas. Sammy fell back and landed on his butt as he watch everyone leave him. Sammy felt hurt that Lucas didn't' notice, but at least they were in the party. Following the crowd of people he watched as they all headed into a large family room where the lights were turned off and had neon lights flashing with loud music playing. Everyone was dancing and Sammy lost track of where Lucas was pulled off to. Sammy looked around as everyone was partying. He noticed that everyone had red solo cups and realized that he was kind of thirsty. Deciding to get something to drink Sammy walked around the house looking for the kitchen. The first room Sammy came across was another large room with a couple of table laid out. Sammy watched as there were 2 people standing at each end of the table tossing a ball into a cup. Sammy raised a questioning eyebrow at what he was watching. What kind of party game was that? He never heard of it as he headed past noticing that one group was forced to drink out of the cups that the ball fell in. Heading to another room, there were a few couches around a large T.V. that had a game system set up with a bunch of kids playing a racing game. Sammy stopped and watched as they played the game. Before Sammy could ask if he could play next someone finished the race and cheered. The other 3 players tipped their drinks up, downed the drinks, and got up off the couch. They must have been thirsty.

"Next!" The winner shouted as 3 more people took their place.

Deciding that he would come back later, Sammy decided to continue his search for something to drink. He came across a bathroom in the back of the house and a few other occupied rooms. Strangely Sammy didn't find Lucas anywhere. Finally Sammy found the kitchen and saw that there were a few large bowls of juice with a bunch of solo cups filled and a big tall tower of red solo cups. Plenty for everyone. Sammy headed over and grabbed a cup. He went over to the bowls and saw that each had different colors. One was red, the other was blue, and last one was purple. Deciding to go with the fruit punch one, red, Sammy poured himself a cup of juice. Sammy took a sip and tasted the drink. Sammy frowned at the unique flavor he tasted, there was something hidden in the fruit punch flavoring. Sammy took another sip and couldn't place the flavor of the drink. Shrugging Sammy decided to ignore it and head back to the party.

Sammy headed back to the couch with the video games.

"Can I get next?"

"You just get here," Someone asked? Sammy nodded.

"My dude right here got next," The guy said as he pointed to Sammy. No one argued. Sammy watched as everyone raced and watched as player 3 was having a very hard time staying on the track and was swerving off the course too much. Finally the match was over and the victor cheered.

"Drink," he told them.

Sammy watched as everyone drank. He frowned but didn't question it as he took the spot of one of the players. He watched as two others picked up the controller.

"So what are the controls?"

The guy who got Sammy a spot in this match just laughed, "Don't worry about the controls, just play."

"Um, ok..." Sammy said as he felt at a disadvantage at the game but decided to play along. As he raced the game he found that he was in first place for most of the game until someone passed him at the last second.

"That was a close one," the player who beat him said.

Sammy nodded as he laughed, "I'll get you next time."

"Maybe," He laughed, "Now drink," He cheered as everyone started to drink.

Sammy decided to follow along and started to down his drink. Sammy coughed as he downed the drink and felt a warm feeling in his gut. Before he could question it someone handed him another drink. It was the same guy who saved him a spot for the round.

"Names, Doug. You got to catch up man."

Sammy frowned at what he meant but it didn't seem like anyone was going to take the control so Sammy did another match of racing. Sammy got close a few times but he never seemed to be able to win first place. Each game went by and after each match Sammy had to down another drink. After a while Sammy started to feel nice and relaxed. He never felt like this before. The weird taste in the drink seemed to go away. He couldn't taste it or didn't care, Sammy wasn't sure which it was. Next thing Sammy knew Lucas was sitting next to him.

"Hey! Sammy, how you liking the party?"

"IT's FUN!" Sammy told him. "Lucas, meet Doug, he's my friend."

Doug laughed as he greeted Lucas.

"Nice to meet you. I heard you won us the game yesterday."

Lucas laughed, "Not really."

Sammy laughed as he leaned into Lucas. "He's been modest."

"What are we playing," Lucas asked as he picked up the controller.

"I don't know, but it's fun," Sammy said as he selected one of the vehicles for the next round.

Lucas played the next round as Sammy raced with him. Laughing Sammy tried to win but he couldn't. In fact Sammy noticed that he went from coming in close 2nd to nearly 4th place every time now. Sammy swore that he was getting worse as he played. As soon as the match was over they had to drink again.

"Drink," Sammy laughed as he and Lucas had to down their drink. Lucas laughed as he watched his friend down his drink. "You want another drink?" Sammy asked Lucas.

"Yeah sure," Sammy got up and instantly felt his world spin.

"Whoa..." Sammy said as he got his feet stable.

"You ok?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, just dizzy..." Sammy said as he headed back to the kitchen for another drink.

Sammy lost track of how many drinks he had by now. He grabbed another drink for Lucas and himself and headed back. He gave Lucas a drink as Lucas went to play another round. Sammy was going to play but he heard a song playing in the background. Turning around Sammy headed toward the dance room where he heard the song playing.

"I love this song!" Sammy said excited as he stumbled into the room and onto the dance floor. He started to dance as he got into the rhythm of the beat. Sammy didn't know what was going on as he got lost in the moment. One moment he was dancing, the next he was grinding up against a few other chicks who seemed to be just as hyped as he was. They were all laughing and giggling as most of the guys watched them all rubbing up against each other. It was odd, but Sammy could have sworn most of the guys were enjoying the show. It wasn't long before the next thing Sammy knew he was heading back to the kitchen for another drink again. As he grabbed another he headed back to the game room to see that Lucas was having fun.

Sammy was heading back to the dance floor when he felt he urge to use the bathroom. It felt like his bladder was about to burst. Rushing to the bathroom. Sammy found that there was a line. Not able to wait, Sammy decided to head upstairs. He stumbled up the steps and upstairs to the upper floors. As Sammy looked he tried to find another bathroom. He came to a room and was about to open it when he heard moaning and other sexual noises. Eye's wide, Sammy decided not to go in there and tried another room. Sammy came to another door with a light seeping out from under the door frame. At this time Sammy didn't know what he was doing. He figured he try the door. As Sammy opened the unlocked door he came face to face with Vince, who was deciding to take a leak. Sammy in stupor closed the door before Vince could notice. Sammy was so upset at the sight of Vince and how he treated him like he was beneath him, like he some kind of ant or bug. Sammy was positive that if Vince was smaller than him, like the size of a bug, than he wouldn't treat Sammy like he was garbage. Sammy still stood there as he listened to any sign that Vince was done.

But as Sammy listened he couldn't hear the sound of the bathroom being used. Frowning Sammy slowly opened the door and looked inside. He was shocked to see that no one was in the bathroom. Frowning, Sammy could have sworn he saw Vince in here... Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. He was feeling kind of funny. Like the whole night was a blur and everything was getting fuzzy. Sammy was about to leave the bathroom when he remembered his bladder was going to burst. Hurrying Sammy closed the door and locked it as he headed over to the toilet to use it like he intended in the first place.

 

 

Vince one moment was peeing then all of a sudden he was falling through the air. He crashed into an ocean of warm salty water. Vince who was slightly drunk immediately sobered as he realized that he was close to drowning. Breaking the surface of the water Vince let out a curse wondering how he ended up in the ocean all of a sudden... and when did the ocean turn yellow? Looking around more closely he started to gasp and panic as he realized where he was. Some how Vince was inside the very toilet that just a moment ago he was emptying his bladder in. Vince let out a shout for help only to get some salty water in it. Deciding that help wasn't going to come due to the thumping noise of the music downstairs drowning him out, Vince started to swim toward the front of the toilet bowel and got to the curved part that was out of the warm water. Vince looked around and figured he was no bigger than a bug.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening and then closing. Vince looked up waiting to see who it was that came to his rescue. His hope turned to disgust when he noticed the familiar animal ears come into view followed by that familiar face of Sammy. Vince felt disgust as he watched the last person he ever wanted to rescue him come into his sight. He watched as Sammy wavered a little. Vince chuckled to himself at how drunk the light weight must be. Sammy probably didn't even know where he was...

Vince felt a wave of dread wash over him... he might be too drunk to notice him. Vince quickly changed his demeanor and tried to get Sammy's attention.

Sammy didn't seem to notice as he came up to the toilet bowel and started to fumble with his shorts. Vince was on the front part of the toilet bowel and could see that Sammy hadn't noticed him yet. Vince jumped up and slipped on the smooth porcelain. Vince quickly looked up and watched in awe and horror. Sammy fumbled with his shorts that fell down leaving just his underwear. It didn't take long for him to pull that down and pull out his member. Vince always though that Sammy must have been packing a little gun but he would be wrong. Sammy was packing some heat. It wasn't enormous but it wasn't small. Vince had to snap himself out of it as he looked up at Sammy's face. He watched as Sammy closed his eyes and let out a relaxing sigh. Vince didn't stand a chance as a suddenly burst of yellow liquid shot out and hit the toilet bowl and pushed the water around. Vince screamed as he was being pulled with the current of water around in the toilet bowl. Suddenly Vince was hit by a powerful stream of urine that launch him down under the now hot water. Vince couldn't help but get a mouth full of urine from the blast of pressure from the powerful waterfall. It didn't take long before Vince came back up to the surface. He got a quick gasp of breath. Wiping his face he looked around to see that he was being drawn back into the powerful stream of yellow waste. Vince swam away as best he could be wasn't strong enough. Suddenly he felt something like a car hit him and drag him to the bottom of the bowl. Vince got a big mouth full of the pungent liquid and had to keep from vomiting underwater where he would drown. Again breaking the surface, Vince got his bearings straight as he looked around. He was coming back to the epicenter of what was stirring up the toilet water, the enormous waterfall of urine. Coughing and in complete disarray, Vince did his best to stay away from Sammy's pee. It didn't help that for every inch he thought he made forward, he moved three backwards. It wasn't long before he was launch under again tumbling under the current being produced. Vince broke the surface one more time to hear the stream of pee starting to slow down and become a dribble. It wasn't long before Sammy empty his bladder and was finished.

Vince looked up with urine in his face and outfit and watched as Sammy's face had a look of complete bliss. If Vince didn't know better he would have sworn that Sammy took joy in tormenting him. Sammy let out another sigh of relief as he went to flush the toilet.

"Sammy!" Vince screamed.

Sammy paused as he slowly turned around and looked around the bathroom.

"Down here you idiot!" Sammy looked down. He squinted his eyes as he leaned in closer.

Sammy's words were a little slurred, "Ish that a bug...?"

"I'm not a bug! Get me out of here!" Vince shouted again. This time Sammy's eyes widen as he realized that it wasn't a bug and actually a mini Vince. Sammy didn't even think twice as he quickly dipped his hands into the toilet bowl of piss and scooped up Vince. Immediately Sammy regretted it as he let out a sound of disgust at touching the water and flung them over to the sink causing Vince to fly out of his hand and land painfully on the counter top.

"Ow, you son of a bitch! That fucking hurt you prick!" Vince shouted up at Sammy.

Sammy looked hurt, "I'm sworry. You don't have to be sho mean..."

"What ever, just get someone to help me, for fuck's sake."

"Wright..." Sammy slurred as he started to head out of the bathroom with his pants and underwear still down.

"Put your clothes on, holy fucking shit!"

This time Sammy turned around with an angry look on his face, "You no you don't have two beee wrude."

"I don't give a shit, asshole, just fucking get some help."

"... Asshole huh..."

Vince was getting angrier, "Yes you dumb deaf idiot. YOU... ARE... AN....ASSHOLE!"

"You wants me to help you..."

Vince rolled his eyes, "That's what I've been saying-"

"by pudding you in my ass?"

Vince paused at the last remark.

"What the fuck are you saying? I didn't say that!"

Sammy smirked, "Wheel, if you insist." Sammy started to reach forward toward Vince.

Vince immediately started to run away only to find that he wasn't fast enough. Before he knew it Sammy's enormous hand grabbed him and picked him up.

"Don't wurry .... I'll take guud kare of you..." Sammy said laughing.

Vince tried to apologize to Sammy but either he was too drunk to understand or he didn't care. Sammy turned around and presented his posterior to the mirror. Sammy gave it a little shake and giggle at what he was about to do. "Muh wittle butt bug..." Sammy slurred at what he thought was a funny joke. Vince couldn't help but cry out in horror as he could see Sammy in the bathroom mirror starting to spread his cheeks apart. Vince could see the little pucker through the reflection and was about to become his new home. Vince tried to get out of Sammy's grip but it was hopeless. He could do nothing as he watched himself being brought closer to Sammy's rear. Before Vince knew it he was face to face to Sammy's anus which led to an entirely different world that Vince preferred not to go to.

"Stop Sammy I'm sorry," Vince shouted but Sammy didn't listen as he brought the tiny bug up to his soft skin. Immediately Sammy let out a delighted sound as he felt the warm speck collide with his butt hole. Sammy never tried any butt stuff before and was always curious about what it would feel like. It sent a tingling sensation up his spine as he felt the little bug tickling him. Enjoying the sensation, Sammy started to use his hand to rub Vince around his puckered anus and felt the tingling sensation increase.

Vince couldn't do anything as he felt his face get mushed up against Sammy's dirty anus. He did his best to close his mouth but was unable to prevent the taste from entering his mouth. As Sammy rotated Vince around he felt his face getting rubbed around and smeared around the lips of Sammy's bottom. It was possible the most unpleasant thing he had ever experienced, and he was just pissed on by Sammy. After a few clock wise and counter clock wise rubs around Sammy's butt door, it stopped. Hopping that Sammy came to his senses Vince opened his mouth to speak again. Suddenly he felt himself being moved forward into the wall of flesh. Vince couldn't speak as he collided with the taunt skin that wouldn't let anything out, or in. Sammy however felt different about it, and decided to keep pushing. Vince felt more pressure apply as his face and neck strained to keep from breaking from the force that Sammy was applying to him. Just as Sammy and Vince both thought it wouldn't work, Vince started to slip between the clenched anus. It was an extremely tight fight as Vince screamed out in protest. He felt the muscles around his body grip him in a painful snare as they wrapped around his body in acceptance of the new foreign object. Sammy kept feeding Vince up his butt as he felt the tingling sensation around his anus head deeper into his body. It wasn't long before all that was left of Vince were two little lion paws from his outfit sticking out of his but.

Sammy laughed to himself and couldn't help but taunt his prey. "Wooks lik there's a new predator wround here." Sammy shook his little tush and watched as the feet wiggled to break free. This caused Sammy to giggle at the movement and feel the tingling sensation in his gut. It was a funny feeling... a really weird funny sensation. Sammy pulled up his clothing and looked behind himself at the mirror at his bunny costume. There wasn't a trace of... what was it again? Sammy was confused where he was. All he knew was that his gut felt weird. Sammy put his hand on his gut where there was a tingling and wiggling sensation. It felt odd... suddenly there was another sensation. It wasn't just his lower body but his stomach was tingling. Sammy felt the urge to release something else as he ran over to the toilet and looked down. The smell of urine filled the air and caused Sammy's stomach to tighten up. Sammy couldn't stop himself. Because of the smell, the weird tickling sensation, and all the alcohol that Sammy consumed unaware; he needed to release the contents in his gut.

A wave of fluid came rushing out of Sammy's mouth as he leaned forward and puked his guts out into the toilet.

 

 

Vince muffled a yell as he was surround by warm pulsating flesh. Sticky fluids and some unmentionables were starting to build up around him causing Vince to wiggle more to break free from the vice like muscles that held him in place. It wasn't long before he felt himself starting to slide up further from the anus and into Sammy's colon. Once he entered the colon Vince decided to attack his surroundings to force Sammy to release him. Suddenly there was movement as he fell down. What Vince landed on was something he didn't want to think about as the odor from it reminded him where he was. Wondering what that was, he heard a muffled noise that sounded like someone throwing up...

 

 

Once Sammy was done puking his lungs out, he flushed the toilet and decided he should head back to the party. After washing his hands Sammy left the bathroom and headed back downstairs. He found Lucas still playing video games. Lucas was sitting in the seat that was next to the arm rest on the couch. Deciding that Sammy wanted a seat too, he started to wiggle his way in between Lucas and the arm rest.

"Where have you been," Lucas asked still too busy playing the video game.

Sammy laughed, "I threw up..."

Lucas stop playing and looked at Sammy. Sammy's looked trashed. "Are you ok?" Lucas asked worried now looking at the state that Sammy was in. Sammy's face was flushed as he looked like he was too hot. His eyes were also half open almost as if he were sleep walking. He kept giggling like someone was tickling him or he had a funny joke. Never before had Lucas seen Sammy like this.

Sammy nodded as he laughed again. "I need another drink."

Lucas didn't let Sammy get up as he stopped him. "I think you had enough. Maybe we should go."

Sammy pouted, "Butt... it'z fun hear."

Sammy was slurring his words together. Lucas took that as a sign as time to go. Getting up off the couch he helped Sammy up. He could barely stand. Damn... how many drinks did he have? Almost carrying him, Lucas headed for the door. He spotted Bobby with a few chicks and thanked him for the party as he wished them all a good night. Heading for the door, Lucas opened it up as Sammy stumbled forward. Lucas caught him to make sure he didn't fall face down on the steps.

"Come on lets get you home."

"No," Sammy protested. "I'm sleepeeing over at yourz house." Sammy's eyes were starting to close, "Mom thinks... I'm sleeping over."

Lucas frowned at what Sammy was saying. It took him a few seconds to realize what he said. He used the old sleepover trick. Nodding that he couldn't take him home like this. Lucas thought of driving home, but figured that he too was a little too drunk to drive. He couldn't walk Sammy back he was practically falling over right now and would never be able to reach his house. Coming up with a plan, Lucas put Sammy on his back and lifted him up giving him a piggy back ride.

"mmm comfy..." Sammy said as he leaned his head into Lucas' back.

Lucas didn't mind as he walked toward his home which wasn't too far from where they were. As they were walking he couldn't help but hear Sammy mumbling about something of lions, tickling, and bunnies. Lucas had no idea what he was talking about and headed back to his house. Once he got home, he opened his door and headed upstairs to his bedroom. Luckily his parents were heavy sleepers. As Lucas opened his door, he headed to his bed room and put Sammy down on his bed. Once he did, Sammy smiled and rolled over still deep in sleep.

Lucas shook his head as he left the room to grab some spare blankets for Sammy. He left just in time as he missed Sammy saying, "I love you Lucas."

When Lucas got back Sammy was still asleep so he put a blanket over him. Exiting the room, Lucas decided he would spend the night on the couch and passed out too...

 

 

Vince was in a living hell as he didn't know what to do. He spent what felt like hours pushing against, Sammy's anus and intestinal walls, but nothing seemed to be working. In fact he swore that Sammy was enjoying it. There seemed to be more liquid oozing around him now than there was before. Vince laid there defeated as he could only listen to Sammy digest whatever it was he ate last. Vince hopped that Sammy woke up soon and let him out. It wasn't fun being in this dark toxic tunnel of death. Every breath seemed to be like Vince's last as it stung his lungs and made his eyes water. Heck he couldn't help but dry heave every once in a while from the smell. Sleep wasn't an option as the noise, heat, and smells kept him from doing so. All Vince could do was check if the Sammy's butt would let him out, which it wasn't.

 

 

Somewhere in the night Sammy felt a large gas bubble in his gut moving around. Still drunk and semi asleep, Sammy groaned and rolled over. He felt the bubble move around and then... Without a care in the world Sammy let out a loud fart. It didn't take long before Sammy fell back asleep.

 

 

Vince felt a rumbling in the distance. Vince didn't like the sound of that. It wasn't long before there was movement all around him. He was flipped around and landed on his face. Next the walls all around him started to quiver and shake. Suddenly there was a large pressure rushing to greet him and pushed him down again. The sound of a loud fart filled the air as a nasty odor followed. Vince gagged and coughed as he started to black out...

 

Vince woke up sometime later. Yet something was different. Where there used to be darkness... there was light now. There was a faint blue glow filling the walls around him. Vince wished it didn't. All around him he could see the pulsating walls of Sammy's colon. Vince looked around and noticed there was a wall behind him, which was Sammy's asshole, and the other end where it seemed to go on forever. Vince looked around to see what was causing the light and screamed. Vince screamed because of two reasons. The first was because he saw that he was now blue. No not blue as in sad, but actually blue. He was glowing. The second reason was because he saw his body laying there covered in some sludgy muck and goo. His body wasn't moving. Vince came over to it and tired to wake it up or do something but nothing was happening. He check to see if he was breathing... he wasn't. That was when Vince noticed that the air was heavy with a nasty odor and stench. It was almost toxic... or it was. If Vince was dead, was it because of the air? Vince didn't know for sure but if he was dead then what was he now? A ghost? Vince had so many questions right now and needed answers. Could he walk through walls like a ghost? Walking up to Sammy's clenched butt he tried but found that he was just as trapped as he was last time only he glowed.

Suddenly there was a loud groaning sound from outside his prison. Sammy was getting up.

 

 

 

Sammy rubbed his head. Damn, it hurt really really bad. His vision was blurry as anything. Rubbing his head he felt the bunny ears on his head and pulled them off.

"What..." he mumbled as he looked at them. Trying to remember what happened last night Sammy only remember playing video games for a little while and then nothing. Everything was blank. There was a few blurry moments like dancing... drinking.... Puking...

"What happened?? Where am I?" Sammy asked as he got up out of the bed.

Sammy looked around the room. It seemed familiar... like he had been her before. In his sleepy and half sober state, it dawned on him where he was. He was in Lucas' room. Gasping he looked around and spotted some photos and trophies that he remembered was in Lucas' room last time he was here. Was he dreaming? Sammy was going to find out only to have a low gurgling noise tell him that it was no dream. Sammy quickly opened the door and headed to, if he remembered correctly, the bathroom. Opening the door, he was delighted to see that it was the bathroom and quickly closed the door. He didn't have much time left as he quickly pulled down his shorts and sat down on the toilet just in time.

 

 

Vince was fumbling around as his world moved around. There was a noise in the distance but he wasn't sure if that was Sammy or his imagination from all the gurgling last night. Suddenly the world stop shifting and stayed still. Vince looked around as he felt the walls around him starting to tense up. What was going on? Suddenly his questions were answered when a large wall of mass started to drift toward him and the exit.

"FUCK!" Vince screamed as he tried to open the closed butt hatch to the outside world. Sadly it was just as tightly shut as it was before. Vince winced as he saw his body get swallowed up by the gunk heading toward him. If he wasn't sure he was dead before, he was sure now. Could he get hurt now? Vince started to realize that he was already dead, right? So it didn't' matter. Letting out a relaxed sigh, Vince stop worrying about the impending wall of doom. This was however not the smartest thing to do as it didn't occur to Vince that he was still 'alive' enough to touch things that things could touch back. So he maybe he should had been worried. It wasn't until it was too late before Vince realized that he should be worried. He felt the mass touch him and offered resistance to his touch. Vince didn't stand a chance as the enormous mass of waste pushed into him knocking him over. Vince let out a cry for help as the crushing weight of Sammy's excretion rolled over his body crushing him in its wake. Vince felt the solid/semi-solid wave of filth roll over him and push him into Sammy's colon walls smearing his blue body into the folds of flesh. Vince's conscious faded as he started to become one with Sammy's body. The last thing Vince knew was the horrible smell all around him as he was now gone...

 

 

Sammy was ten pounds lighter as he felt his morning business leave his body. He was hesitant at first, going number two in Lucas' house. But as soon as Sammy felt much better, he didn't think of it. When he was finished up he flushed the toilet. Opening the door he decided to head down stairs. He spotted Lucas on the couch passed out. He was semi naked from the waist up. Sammy felt touched that Lucas gave up his bed for him, but also hurt that they couldn't sleep in the same bed together, especially if Lucas wasn't wearing a shirt. Deciding to make breakfast for the kind man who gave him a nice bed to sleep in, Sammy started up the stove. Sammy was going to make pancakes for Lucas. Once Sammy was done making them, it didn't' take long before Lucas woke up and joined Sammy.

"Sweet breakfast," Lucas said as he grabbed something to eat.

Sammy smiled as Lucas munched on the pancakes he made.

"So sweet party last night right," Lucas asked.

"I... I don't remember," Sammy said nervously. "What happened?"

Lucas laughed, "You got wasted."

Sammy frowned, "But I wasn't drinking anything alcoholic. I was just drinking the punch."

Lucas shook his head. "No wonder... the punch had alcohol in it. Did you not notice."

Sammy tried to remember and vaguely remember the weird taste and immediately regretted his incompetence. "Ohhhh," Sammy groaned. Lucas laughed. "What did I do?"

Laughing Lucas took another bite, "Man, you were a party animal I tried to stop you but you wouldn't listen to me. Before I could stop you, you ran around the house naked." Sammy gasped as he covered his face in shame. Lucas couldn't help but laugh, "I'm joking! You just threw up in the bathroom and we headed home, I swear. Do you remember anything else?"

Sammy felt a quick tingle in his rear, but that was it, "I kind of remember throwing up. Everything else is blank or blurry."

"Look, next time take it more easy on the drinks."

Sammy nodded. He wasn't planing on drinking alcohol again...

 

 

Sammy got home and headed up to his room. He quickly took his clothes off and started to put on fresh clothes when he paused in the mirror. Looking behind him he looked at his butt. Frowning he inspected it and swore that it got a little more rounded. Shrugging, Sammy went to put on his clothes. It had to be from all the sugar he drank last night. Sammy looked one more time back in the mirror and smiled it did look nice on him though...

Sammy's day was like any other Sunday, he just had a little bit of a hangover from the night before. He had a weird feeling that he was forgetting about something important. It wasn't anything big, just something small and important. Sammy gave up trying to find out what it was, but for the rest of the day, Sammy had a faint phantom of an itch deep within his bowels that wouldn't go away no matter how hard Sammy tried. It wasn't long before it was night time and Sammy got ready for bed. Right before he got into bed he got a message from Lucas on his phone.

Sammy read it out loud, "That was fun last night, we should do it again, but maybe slow down on the drinks ;)"

Sammy couldn't help but smile... he sent him a winky face. Delighted in the message, Sammy put his phone down and pulled his blanket up and tried to go to sleep. Sammy's thoughts started to drift off about Lucas as he went into a slumber.

 

 

Waking up, Sammy recalled today was Monday. Turning to his alarm, he turned it off as he got ready for school. Sammy got ready and he packed up his things and this time, made sure to wear decent clothes for school. Heading out, he packed his lunch and headed to the bus stop for school. Sammy made it to school and headed for his locker to get his school books out and ready for his first couple of periods. Normally Sammy wouldn't be noticed by anyone except if someone wanted to tease him but today was different. It seemed over the weekend he became popular with just about everyone in school. Sammy would get a greeting like "Hey Sammy!" or "How's it hanging?" Heck he even got some nods from the upper students. Sammy didn't know why, was it because of the party? He didn't know but he kind of liked the positive attention he was getting. Sammy reached his locker and went to open it up.

There was a familiar voice behind Sammy, "There's the party animal," Lucas said greeting Sammy.

Sammy couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed that he couldn't remember what happened and Lucas recalled the night. "Was I?"

Lucas laughed, "You had fun right?"

Sammy nodded, "From what I can recall."

Tiffany shook her head jokingly, "I see Lucas let you get wasted so he could hit on all the chicks without you telling me."

"You caught me," Lucas laughed again.

Sammy couldn't help but laugh too. He grabbed one of the last books he needed and closed his locker. The bell rang signaling that there was only a few more minutes before class would start. "I'll see you guys later." Sammy headed to his first class of the day. It was like any other typical Monday, slow day of classes and learning it didn't take long till it was lunch. Sammy saw Jessica sitting at a table by herself. Coming up to her he sat down greeting her.

"Hey," Sammy said.

Jessica was preoccupied with her phone that she didn't notice until Sammy said something causing her to jump in her seat startled.

"Oh, Sammy," She said "You scared me."

"Sorry," Sammy said to her. "I didn't mean-"

"It's fine," Jessica said. "I was... I haven't heard from Chad in a few days. It's not like him."

"Is everything ok," Sammy asked sounding a little concerned.

"I don't know," Jessica said as she looked at her phone. "I keep expecting him to text or call. He usually answers my messages but... Do you think he's mad at me?"

Sammy seemed appalled at her response to Chad not replying to her messages. "That's ridiculous why would he be mad at you? There isn't anything to be mad at you for."

"Then why hasn't he called me?"

Sammy thought about it. "Maybe he broke his phone over the weekend?"

Jessica thought about it for a moment, "I guess..."

Sammy tried to comfort her by taking her mind off of the situation, "I brought my lunch today," Sammy said smiling at her. "You want some?"

This seemed to cheer Jessica up a little, "Sure, we can share."

Sammy talked with Jessica about their class and other topics as they ate lunch together. It wasn't long before lunch was over and they headed to their next period. The teacher hadn't finished grading their exams yet so they would have to wait to see how they did. Soon school was over and Sammy headed home. As Sammy was doing his homework he got a text from Lucas.

"Vince missed practice today and coach asked me to fill in because of Friday. I think I've been bumped up to varsity!"

Sammy messaged Lucas his response to the great news.

"Congratulations! :)"

"Thanks," He replied back.

Sammy was so happy he didn't notice his mother until she knocked on his open door. "Yeah mom," Sammy asked as he turned around.

"Honey... there's some people who need to talk with you."

"Who," Sammy asked confused who would need to talk to him.

"You should come down stairs," his mother said a little worried. Confused Sammy got up and headed down stairs. His mother lead him to the family room where two men sat waiting for Sammy. He had never seen them before.

"Sammy Heart?"

"Yes..." Sammy said more confused then ever.

"Hi," the man on the right said getting up to greet him. He held out his hand, "Detective Price and this is my partner Detective Leroy."

Sammy just looked as stunned as before, "Detective? As in like Federal agents?"

Detective price laughed, "Yeah as in like CSI and all those crime shows, but don't worry we're not here to arrest you... not yet."

Sammy paled till Detective Price joking laughed, "I'm joking. We just have some questions about an investigation we have. Please sit down."

Sammy sat down across the detectives as his mother looked just as nervous as he felt. "What questions?"

Detective Leroy pulled out a pad and looked down at it. "Did you happen to know a Richard McCrary? He went to your school?"

Sammy recognized Richard. "Yeah? What about him?"

"He went missing a few weeks back, after the ... incident you had at school."

Sammy tried not to look ashamed at the recalled events that happened a few weeks back. Then Sammy recalled how Richard hadn't been to school in a long time, unfortunately Sammy never really cared where he was as long as he wasn't at school. Then it struck Sammy said, "Richard is missing? You think I did it?"

Price started to talk next, "How about a Paul Melton?" Sammy shook his head no. "He goes to the same school as you and Richard. He went to the bathroom during one of his classes and then never returned. His belongs were still at school showing that he either was abducted or left in a hurry."

"I don't understand," Sammy's mom said sounding confused. "What does he have to do with Sammy?"

"We will get to that," Detective Leroy said.

"Did you know a Chad Odell?"

Now that name did ring a bell. "Jessica's boyfriend?"

"Umm," Leroy said as he looked down at another name, "Yes, they had been going out for a while."

"He's missing," Sammy said now realizing how serious this was. "Does Jessica know?"

"We just spoke with her," Detective Price said.

"What happened to Chad?" Sammy asked.

"He went missing also. The principal of the school said he never showed up. At first they thought he skipped school after the fight you two had," Sammy's mom looked at Sammy with a worried expression at hearing about the fight with Chad. "But his father hasn't seen him in a couple of days. They were suppose to go to a cook out this weekend."

"Lastly, do you know a Vince Raymond?"

"Vince?! Vince is missing?" Sammy said sounding shocked.

"Yes, he disappeared sometime around his party he had."

Sammy's mother cut in now, "I don't understand, what does he have to do with my son. What does any of these people have to do with you interrogating my son?"

"Ma'am, we are getting to that," Detective Leroy said. He continued, "Some of the kids at that party stated that they saw your son and Vince having an altercation."

Sammy's mother looked at Sammy who couldn't look her in the eyes. "Did you go to that boy's party without telling me? Did you lie to me?"

Sammy nodded as he did his best not to look at how hurt his mother was.

"Can you tell us the last time you saw Vince Raymond?"

"I...I don't remember." Sammy said quietly. He was about to say something that would get him into big trouble, "I ... um, had.... I got drunk."

Sammy's mother gasped at what he told them.

Detective Price nodded, "That's what a lot of the other students were saying. In fact, we just needed to make sure that this all checked out."

The detectives started to get up and headed for the door. "Is that it," Sammy's mother asked.

"We just had to touch base and see if this all checked out."

Sammy got up, "But I didn't do it! I could never hurt anyone."

"We just want you to be aware of the situation. If you see anything or if anything that might be important comes to mind just give us a call." He handed a card to Sammy and one to his mother. Both detectives left the house and headed back to their car.

Leroy waited until they got into the car to ask the big question, "So do you really think the kid is innocent?"

Price laughed, "Did you see the kid? I bet he can't even lift 10 pounds. How's he suppose to take down a 200 pound kid and get him out of the school or a party full of kids? No, the kid didn't do it, but he's involved in it. Who ever is behind this has to be close to the kid."

"Who you thinking?"

Price flipped through a few pages in a folder. "Let's check up on the coach. He used to be bullied in school."

"Revenge," Leroy asked.

Price shrugged, "Or maybe like a guardian angel for the kid. I don't know."

Leroy nodded, "Let's go."

They both drove away from Sammy's house to continue their investigation.

 

 

Sammy's mother had a look of anger on her face.

"Mom I didn't want to drink I swear. I didn't know there was alcohol in those drinks. I just... I just wanted to make some friends."

Sammy's mom didn't say anything for the longest time but finally let out a sigh, "I believe you. But it's not the drinking. I mean I'm upset you went out and drank, but I'm more upset you lied about it. What if something happened to you? How would I know where you were if you needed help? What if that was you that went missing? I wouldn't know where to start looking." Sammy's mother had a hurt look on her face, "I though we wouldn't lie to each other..."

"I'm sorry," Sammy said really sadden. This was the first time he had truly lied to his mom. She was right they never lied to each other. They were always opened to each other but now, Sammy really hurt his mother this time.

Before Sammy could walk away ashamed at what he did, Sammy's mom gave him a tight hug, "I know why you did it. I understand. I was like you in high school. Kind of an outcast. It was hard to make friends and only cool kids go to party's to make friends. I went to a few parties myself and made friends. Just promise me next time you let me know."

Sammy hugged his mom back, "I promise."

 

 

Sammy laid awake in his bed all night unable to sleep. He kept thinking back at what the detectives said about all those poor kids disappearing. Was he involved in their disappearance? But that didn't make any sense. Was Sammy a suspect? Would they arrest him just cause it seemed convenient? Were all those students still ok? Who would want to harm any of them?

These thoughts ran through his head all night keeping him up until dawn when he had to get ready for school. Sammy was so tired that he stumbled out of bed and almost into the ground. He should have gotten more sleep, but he couldn't. Hoping that he wasn't too tired for school, Sammy got ready for school just like any other day.

When he got to school, everything seemed different. Everyone must have heard of Richard, Paul, Vince and Chad's disappearance and must have been thinking of about. Lucas was already at Sammy's locker waiting for him.

Before Sammy could say anything Lucas looked at him intently, "You ok? You look like didn't get any sleep."

"I didn't."

"What happened," Lucas asked.

"Have you... seen Vince lately?"

"Vince? No, not since the party, why? Is he giving you issues?" Lucas asked protective of his friend.

Sammy shook his head, "No, he's missing."

"Missing," Lucas asked stunned.

"Same with Richard. That's why he was missing during Friday's game." It started to dawn on Lucas what this meant. "I had two detectives question me last night. I think they think I'm behind it all."

Lucas couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You? Oh that is funny! Sammy no offense but you couldn't hurt a fly if you had to."

Sammy gave him an upset look, "I'm serious."

Lucas tapped him on the shoulder, "And so am I. Sammy your like the nicest person I know. Besides I was with you like all night Saturday, you were way to wasted to even do anything to Vince, trust me."

This seemed to cheer Sammy up as he realized that Lucas was right, he couldn't be involved in this, it had to be coincidence. But then who would be going after all of these people and why? Before Sammy could talk more about this with Lucas the bell started to ring giving them a few minutes before class. Sammy had to get to class and said bye to Lucas. It wasn't long before the mundane school life forced Sammy to focus on something else than last night's interrogation.

Soon it was lunch and Sammy spotted Jessica who seemed really down. Sammy sat across from Jessica.

"Hey Sammy," She greeted him.

"Hey... I heard about Chad."

Jessica didn't say anything at the mention of her boyfriend... or possible Ex.

"Who would do such a thing? Chad may be a jerk sometimes but he's really a nice guy," Jessica said trying to figure out why someone would harm him.

"I talked with the cops last night. They think I might be responsible." Jessica couldn't help but laugh a little. "What," Sammy asked.

"Sorry, it's just... you responsible for Chad's disappearance? That's just too funny."

Although Sammy was a little hurt from the remark, he was glad that Jessica laughed even if it was at him. Trying his best, Sammy kept Jessica distracted from thinking about Chad by chatting about stuff. Before the next class bell rang, Jessica asked Sammy something.

"Hey, do you want to go shopping sometime? I usually go with Chad on the weekends..." The mention of Chad changed her whole mood.

"Sure, I'd love to," Sammy said trying to keep her cheerful. Sammy wanted Jessica to smile more, she had it rough. Sammy couldn't imagine losing someone close to him like she did.

"I'll text you later than," Jessica said just as the bell rang and they walked to class together.

 

 

Sammy was done running in gym class and was alone in the locker room as he got his clothes on. Luckily today he wasn't bullied by any of the upperclassmen. Sammy sat on the bench that was between the lockers with his clothes finally on. He had to catch his breath from all the activities they did for class. Finally able to calm his breathing he opened his eyes and spotted his gym teacher, the coach looking at him with a glare.

"Hey coach," Sammy said to him. "I'm just getting my breath back," Sammy told him as he got up and ready to leave.

The gym teacher didn't say anything to him as he still stood in the way of Sammy preventing him from leaving.

"Umm, Coach I should be getting to class soon."

"I never liked you," he blatantly said to him.

This wasn't news to Sammy as he always felt the Coach's glares. Whether it was in class or in the hallways. But to hear him say it was another thing entirely.

"Oh..." Sammy said.

Grimacing at him, "Something about you has always turned my gut," He said sticking his finger out and poking Sammy in the chest and pushing him backwards.

"Ow," Sammy said as he felt the digit jab into him.

"They way you act," He poked Sammy again. "How you talk," again he poked Sammy. "Everything about you." Once again Sammy let out a small cry from the impact of the Coach's finger hitting his possibly bruised chest now.

"I can't stand the fact that you hang around with Lucas, possible the greatest athlete this school will ever know, and your dragging him down." Sammy hit the back of the locker room wall as the Coach had him pinned between him and the wall as he glared at him. "But all that I could look past like I have, until now." The coach growled at him. "Now... I have the cops snooping around me. They came to my house, interrogated me! I can't leave town! I'm their number one suspect! They think I would harm my own students. My team! Those boys were like my kids, like I could ever hurt them!"

Sammy was truly frightened at how anger the Coach was. He was afraid for his life at how upset he was right now. And what was worse, was that the Coach's anger was directed at him. He didn't know what he was going to do to him.

"You stay away from all the athletic students. From now on I don't want you associated with any of them. I'll be tell them all to stay away from you too or I'll be kicking them off the team."

At first Sammy was fine with that until he remembered that also included Lucas. As the Coach turned to leave, Sammy quickly tried to change his mind.

"Wait Coach," Sammy said reaching out and grabbing his arm stopping him. "Please don't do that. Lucas is my best friend."

The Coach didn't say anything as he tried to tug Sammy off his arm.

"Please Coach," Sammy begged.

"Let go," The Coach said sternly. What happened next was an accident. The Coach pulled his arm away trying to tug Sammy off his arm but he wouldn't let go. So the Coach pulled his arm away as hard as he could and proceeded to shove Sammy. Sammy got jerked forward and then was hit by the Coach's back swing to push him back. This resulted in the Coach hitting Sammy by accident in the crotch area and causing Sammy to let go. Sammy fell to the ground in pain as he felt his neither region throb with an immense pain.

Walking away the Coach said, "I'm telling everyone at practice after school."

Sammy could do nothing as the pain still flared up causing him to not be able to speak. Through tears in his eyes from the pain and the fact that he was about to lose his best friend, Sammy could do nothing but watch as the Coach left Sammy. Through the pain he was feeling physically and emotionally all Sammy could think of was how he had to stop the Coach from telling Lucas that he wouldn't be able to see his friend anymore...

 

 

The Coach was heading out of the locker room and away from Sammy when he felt a weird sensation and suddenly everything was dark and hot. Next thing that the Coach realized he hit something wet and gooey. He was surrounded by something that was slimy and smelled really weird, a smell he couldn't quite place. The liquid was thicker than water as he tried to stay a float in the mysterious fluid. The Coach suddenly went under the surface of the unknown liquid. It took an enormous amount of effort to get back to the surface where he could breath. When he broke the surface again he got some of the liquid in his mouth giving him a very distinct flavor he never tasted before. It wasn't as salty as sea water but it wasn't drinkable. It had a weird salty and slimy taste that he couldn't tell. Where ever he was, the Coach had to find a way out. First the Coach tried to shout out for help but found that there was no answer. Unfortunately there was no light and he had no idea where here was. He had no idea where to head. Figuring it was best to try and swim somewhere instead of staying here and drowning, the Coach moved forward. Before the Coach could move anywhere suddenly everything started to move and a wave of the mysterious fluid crashed into him. He had to swim back up to the surface again coughing up the foul liquid that got in his mouth and down his throat. Before the Coach could do much another wave hit him forcing him under the surface of the weird fluid, the lack of air before caused the Coach to gag under the slimy goo as it invaded his mouth and lungs. Breaking the surface again he heaved up whatever was in his mouth as he did his best to get air while being ready for another wave to hit him. Luckily for him the giant crashing waves subsided into a gentle swell. Yet it wasn't easy for the Coach to breath for where ever he was the air was getting very thin really quick. He had to find out where he was or a safe place or he was doomed.

 

 

Sammy got up off the ground as soon as he could move again. He never been hit in the testicles before and he wasn't prepared for the pain to follow it. Sammy slowly walked out of the locker room looking for the Coach to see if he could change his mind but Sammy found no sign of him anywhere. Sammy was going to try his office, but the bell rang. Sammy panicked. He had to get to class soon or he would get written up, but what about the Coach? Sammy was torn between trying to find the Coach and heading to class. He could find the Coach afterwards on the sports fields. He would confront the Coach and try and convince him to change his mind, right now he had to head to class. Hurrying to class Sammy was about to enter the class when the bell rang. He walked through the door and spotted Mrs. Miller at the front of the class room looking right at him.

"Um... sorry Mrs. Miller."

"Mr. Heart, your late."

"I had gym," Sammy said trying to defend himself.

Mrs. Miller didn't seemed impressed with his response. "Take your seat."

Sammy headed to his seat and sat down. This was the first time he got in trouble in biology class. As soon as he sat down he felt a tingling in his pants. Suddenly Sammy's testicles started to itch and not from the outside, but like there was something inside them. Sammy did his best to ignore it.

 

 

The Coach pounded on some weird fleshy wall that he collided with. What the hell was this? He had no idea where he was or what he was touching but it felt like it was alive. It was hard for him to stay conscious as the heat and exhaustion and was getting to him. It was like a sauna and the smell was driving him crazy. He swore he smelled it somewhere before but he couldn't quite place it. It was giving him a headache or maybe it was the lack of air. Deciding to follow the weird wall he found, the Coach figured it could lead to a way out of this place.

 

Sammy tried to sit still but the tickling sensation kept up and wouldn't go away. It was making paying attention really hard. Every time he went to scratch himself or at least try and alleviate the annoying sensation Mrs. Miller would be looking in his direction. Sammy was going crazy as he swore he was going to cry out from the insane annoying sensation.

 

 

The Coach was at his limit. He couldn't move anymore, it wasn't long before he slipped under the surface of whatever the hell he was in and slide out of consciousness...

 

Sammy let out an inner sigh as the tickling went away. Now he could concentrate on Mrs. Miller's class. He started to take notes in class.

 

 

The Coach let out a startled cry as he came too.

"What the hell?!" The Coach shouted out in surprise. He remember fainting and all of a sudden he was awake in a large weird chamber filled with a weird gooey liquid. It reflected a weird milky blue color back at him. The chamber was sealed and the Coach couldn't find an exit as he looked around in the newly lit room. The walls around him reminded him of human skin. Suddenly it dawned on him that he was in the same room he was a while ago but now it had a faint blue glow to it. It took him a moment to realize that he was glowing blue.

"What the fuck..." He whispered to himself. When he was done accepting he was a blue human glowstick he then study the surrounding around him. He was till stuck in a weird lake of liquid goo, it was still hot, and that smell... that smell was getting on his nerves it was like someone jerked off...

"What the FUCK!" The Coach shouted out in horror as he realized where exactly he was. He was in someone's testicles. He was swimming in someones man batter! Was it Sammy's?

"Sammy! Sammy is that you?! Sammy!" The Coach screamed for help, but was only replied with the walls moving slightly causing some waves to ripple toward him.

A billion questions ran through the Coach's mind as he tried to figure out why or how he got here but figured that he needed to get out. But how? The only way to get out was...

"Oh god no..." The Coach said to himself as he realized just what he had to do to get out of this fucked up place.

 

Sammy felt a weird sensation in his testicles as he was listen to Mrs. Miller teach her class. Suddenly that tickling sensation was back again, but this time it was different. Instead of it just tickling him it almost felt like he was getting a massage. Sammy tried to hide his surprise from the annoying tingling as he did his best to concentrate on class. As much as he tired to ignore it, it was hard to ignore such a pleasing feeling. It wasn't long before Sammy's member started to react without his permission. Wide eyed Sammy closed his legs trying to stop himself from getting stiff in class. It wasn't helping.

Sammy felt his penis starting to grow as he did his best to not think about anything sexual.

"Mr. Heart are you ok?"

Sammy felt his heart jump out of his chest as everyone, including Mrs. Miller looked at him.

"Um... yeah, just feeling a little exhausted."

"Well, please pay attention, this will be on the next exam."

Sammy nodded as he waited until Mrs. Miller turned around. That was a mistake for Sammy. He couldn't help but look at Mrs. Miller's rear end. Sammy sometimes fantasied about Mrs. Miller, but now was a bad time. Unfortunately Mrs. Miller decided to dress up in some very nice leggings and a tight skirt. Sammy did his best not to think about it but he couldn't stop himself from getting even harder.

Looking down at his notes Sammy did his best to focus on what Mrs. Miller was saying rather than what she was writing. Unfortunately for Sammy his mind was already excited and he couldn't stop himself with his imagination. It wasn't long before his hard on was now at full attention and his mind was off thinking about sexual things...

 

 

The walls around the Coach were starting to contract and pull all the liquid, or semen to be exact, into a smaller area. The Coach continued to do something he detested as he pleasured Sammy until he would be forced to release him from his prison. After that the Coach didn't know what he would do, but it was better than staying here. Suddenly there was a loud muffled noise as everything shook. Then before the Coach could do anything the walls started to relax. All the effort that the Coach did was for nothing as he realized that Sammy was getting soft. He would have to try harder.

 

 

Sammy's thoughts were cut off when he heard the bell ring. Class was over. The startling realization of class being over and that he had to find the Coach caused Sammy's erection to soften to the point where he could leave class. Everyone started to leave for the day since this was the last class. Sammy started to put his things away when Mrs. Miller stopped him.

"Mr. Heart I need to talk to you," Mrs. Miller said to him. Sammy felt his heart skip a beat. Did she noticed him and his hard on in class?

Mrs. Miller waited until everyone left before she closed the door to her class room.

"Please follow me to my desk." Sammy walked over to Mrs. Miller's desk. As soon as Sammy came to Mrs. Miller's desk, that damn itching came back.

No! Not now!

"Mr. Heart, I need to talk to you about my class."

Sammy did his best to avoid any thoughts that might cause him to get hard.

"I know your a good student, but unfortunately your test scores aren't reflecting it. I heard about the incident last week with the bullies. I just wanted you to know that if anyone is bothering you or if your having issues with other students you can always come to me," Mrs. Miller told Sammy sounding worried for him.

"Thanks Mrs Miller, but everything is fine." Sammy told her trying to hurry up this conversation so he can take care of himself and find the Coach before he forces Lucas to quit the team or stop talking with him.

"Really now?" Mrs. Miller asked as if she knew better. "Then why were you distracted in my class?"

"I-I-I wasn't," Sammy said trying to sound convincing.

Mrs. Miller was calling his bluff. "Really? Then what was today's topic?"

"It was ... um... oh right it was about the ecosystem," Sammy said remembering Mrs. Miller talking about the environment.

"Sammy... that was last weeks lesson." Sammy looked embarrassed as he was caught by his teacher. Mrs. Miller got up out of her chair and walked over to Sammy and sat on the other side of her desk so she could talk more directly to Sammy. "Is everything ok at home?" Sammy was shocked that she was asking him about his home life. Was she really that worried about him?

"Mrs. Miller, I'm fine. I just had a long night last night... I promise it won't happen again."

Mrs. Miller let out a tired sigh know that it wasn't the reason Sammy didn't pay attention in class. "Ok, but if you need someone to talk to about anything just let me know."

Sammy smiled at her, "I will. Thank you."

Mrs. Miller went to get up off the desk. As she stood up from her desk she accidentally knocked over her pencils onto the floor. "Ops," Mrs. Miller said as she went to pick up her pencils. As she went and grabbed them she looked up from the floor and gasped.

"Oh," She said shocked.

Sammy was confused until he followed her eye sight and spotted what she was looking at. It was his bulge in his pants.

Sammy completely forgot about his situation and didn't realize that he was hard. Red in the face, Sammy quickly covered himself up with this hands.

"Mrs. Miller, I didn't-it's not what- I can explain!" Sammy said all at once.

"Sammy, it's completely normal." Mrs Miller explained to him. "I should have know that was why you couldn't pay attention. It's completely natural for someone to feel aroused." Mrs. Miller tried to let Sammy know there was nothing to be embarrassed about and that it was normal and natural but something weird was happening to her. She started to feel a weird sensation go through her. It was like an unseen force awakened her sexual desire. Like someone or something was pulling her along by an invisible thread. "In fact Sammy," Mrs. Miller said starting to move a little closer to Sammy, who tried to take a step back but he ended up backing up against the classroom wall. "I would be hurt if you weren't like this," Mrs. Miller said as she reached her hand out and touched Sammy's bulge.

Sammy gasped at the weird sensation he felt from someone else touching him. "Mrs. Miller?"

"It's ok Sammy," Mrs. Miller said as she got a little closer. "I feel responsible for distracting you in class. What kind of teacher would I be if I didn't take care of my student's needs," She whisper sexually at him.

Sammy couldn't believe his ears as he heard the one teacher he always fantasied about, comiing onto him. Something wasn't right... Mrs. Miller never acted like this, it was almost as if someone was controlling her or forcing her to do this. "Mrs. Miller, somethings wrong," Sammy tried to say but that tickling sensation in his testicles was at it again which caused Sammy to gasp.

"Here," Mrs Miller said as she reached forward and undid Sammy's pants. She removed them and looked down at his hardened member. "Wow," She said shocked. Sammy was big. "Mr. Heart, you know it's against the school's policy to have a weapon in school," She said in a sly voice.

Sammy couldn't say anything as Mrs. Miller reached down and took a hold of Sammy's penis. She gave it a small pump causing Sammy to tense up his body from the pleasuring feeling. Mrs. Miller leaned up close to Sammy so the only thing between them was Sammy's erect member. "Tell me Sammy, was this what you were fantasizing about in my class instead of taking notes."

Strangely enough... it was exactly the same.

"Mrs. Miller ..." Sammy pleaded as he felt like he couldn't take anymore.

Mrs. Miller grabbed at his testicles causing him to gasp. "Not yet. I don't want you dirtying my classroom." Sammy's need to cum disappeared but the urge was still there, along with that inner tingling that wouldn't go away...

 

 

The Coach was getting tired of massaging Sammy's balls when he felt his chamber starting to compress again as he realized he was getting Sammy hard. He was doubling his effort this time trying to get Sammy to shoot him out. It was taking forever when he suddenly felt his entire world get mushed tighter by an unseen force. It got incredibly cramped for a second before everything went back to how it was before.

"What was that?" Maybe he was closer than he thought? Deciding to hurry it up, the Coach went back to what had been doing for the past hour, and trying to make Sammy cum and set him free...

 

 

Mrs. Miller couldn't stop her self as she bent down and examined Sammy's behemoth. It was almost impossibly large. Should a kid like him be this well endowed? It was preposterous yet the urge for Mrs Miller to continue moved her. It was like she was drunk or high or in some kind of dreamy haze as she moved her face toward the throbbing mass. Opening her mouth she licked the member and got a delighted moan from Sammy. Not stopping there she started to open her mouth wider and put the tip into her mouth. It barely fit in her mouth causing her to stretch her mouth as wide as she could. It was hard but she was able to fit the head in her mouth. As Mrs. Miller slowly slide down Sammy's length, Sammy did his best to hold it together, he couldn't release himself all over his biology teacher, it would be beyond degrading. However with all the sensations, Sammy couldn't do much but close his eyes and hope that Mrs. Miller would stop... well not really. Mrs. Miller started to move forward and backwards feeling the large member make it's way further into her mouth. It wasn't comfortable but in a weird way she enjoyed the discomfort. As Mrs. Miller worked on Sammy's manhood, Sammy kept trying his best to let this last as long as he could. As much as Sammy hated to admit it he was greatly enjoying himself.

However for the Coach's point of view this was a horrible mistake. The nearly calm ocean was now being turned into a raging storm as large waves of semen crashed down on him from the tighten testicles. Sammy was getting closer to ejaculating and this lead to the shrinking room for the Coach. He did his best to stay above the raging slime but it was nearly impossible to do so. As the space became more cramped, the more the Coach was dunked under the surface. It didn't take long before he regretted trying to escape from Sammy's prison.

 

 

Sammy cried out as Mrs. Miller took him all the way to the base of his penis and gave him a powerful sucking sensation. Sammy couldn't stop himself as he took a hold of Mrs. Miller's head and pulled her closer.

"I'm sorry, I'm-" Sammy cried out again as he felt himself cum. Mrs. Miller didn't fight it as she felt Sammy's member start to throb inside her and quickly prepared herself for the massive dosage of cream liquid that she was about to receive.

As soon as Sammy cried out the Coach was able to hear his girly moan and felt his entire world tremble. Suddenly he was being moved with the torrent of liquid. He didn't see where he was going but felt himself skyrocket up. He went from a spacious room to a tight and narrow tube. He was pushed along side a large mass of liquid. It wasn't a continuous stream, it was quick bursts of movement. The coach traveled a great distance then pause for a split second to be launched further from his captivity. It wasn't long before the Coach was launched out of what he assumed was Sammy's penis and into another tube that happened to be slightly larger. He couldn't get his surrounds, as he was pulled along with the massive wade of man juice that he was expelled with. The Coach let out a cry of despair as he landed in a new chamber that was larger than his last. He didn't get out of the way in time as more of Sammy's love cream landed on top of him and filled the chamber up quite a good amount. In fact it was an unusual large amount...

 

 

Mrs. Miller was unable to break free as Sammy kept ejecting his cum down her throat. She didn't know how long it had been but she needed to breath soon. Finally just as she thought she was going to pass out Sammy pulled back with his softening member.

"My goodness, you sure were backed up," Mrs. Miller said to Sammy. Sammy didn't say anything as he still had a look of bliss on his face. Mrs. Miller got up off her knees and started to pull up Sammy's underwear and pants. "Now, Mr. Heart, if you are ever distracted in my class just let me know," She said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Sammy was still stunned at the events that just happened. It was just as he imagined it in class earlier. He looked up at Mrs. Miller who gave him a sly look, "I'll see you tomorrow in class." She gave him a wink and a quick smack on the butt.

Sammy was already grabbing his stuff as he left the classroom. He didn't know what came over him or Mrs. Miller. It was like a dream or something as he tried his best to come back to reality. Shaking his head, Sammy tried to get things straight, he had to find the Coach. Heading off he went toward the fields to see if he was there.

 

 

Screaming in pain as the stomach acids started to melt his newly blue skin, the Coach started to bang on whatever it was that was holding him. He couldn't be sure but he thought he was in someone's stomach. Suddenly there was a low rumble and the room got smaller as most of the air was sucked out in a rumble. Falling down in defeat the Coach thought of how this could all be possible. It must be a dream, he thought as everything started to fade out on him. Yeah any minute he was going to wake up....

 

 

Once Sammy left Mrs. Miller's room, she started to feel weird. Suddenly she was back to normal, almost as if she was in a trance and everything was like a daydream. What was she doing? She was talking to Sammy and then... he left? Looking at the time Mrs. Miller started to gather her things. It was time to leave. As she grabbed her stuff and prepared to leave the class room she touched her stomach. She felt kind of full. She hadn't eaten that much for lunch, which was a while ago. There was a weird tingling in her stomach like something was trying to get out. Suddenly Mrs. Miller let out a soft burp. There was a weird after taste in her mouth. It wasn't an unpleasant after taste just unique. Something she felt like she would enjoy tasting again...

 

 

Sammy got home after a long day at school. He made his way to his room as he thought about what transpired today. He was threatened by the Coach, had his teacher reenact his exact sexual fantasy, and then found out the Coach disappeared. As Sammy jumped onto his bed, he couldn't help but wonder where the Coach went. He just hoped he was ok, even thought he was a jerk most of the time, it would kill Sammy if it turned out something bad happened to the Coach. Luckily Lucas never heard about how the Coach wanted him to stop hanging out with him, so their friendship was saved. However, Sammy couldn't shake the feeling that something really weird was going on, and somehow he was connected to it all.

Sammy was woken up by his phone ringing. Slowly he looked at his clock and noticed that he was just shy of his alarm going off. Rolling over, Sammy looked at his phone and saw who it was. Why was Lucas calling him? Grabbing his phone, Sammy answered it.

"Lucas?"

"Hey did you hear about school?"

Confused at what he was talking about Sammy rubbed at his eyes, "What?"

"School is closed!"

This perked Sammy up as he sat up, "What? Why? Are you just trying to trick me like last time?"

"No I'm serious, and last time was hilarious. My mom just got a call from the school, apparently they are closing the school until further notice."

Sammy was confused and slightly worried. "But why?"

"No idea why, but I think it has to do with everyone disappearing."

"Did someone else disappear?"

"I don't know, I think it might have been coach."

Sammy felt horrible now that he knew the reason the coach didn't show up for practice. Sammy was glad that he didn't show up and tell Lucas to stop hanging out with him, but now that he realized the reason, he couldn't help but feel ashamed at being glad at his absent presence. How could he be glad that something bad happened to the coach just so he couldn't break him and Lucas apart. "You don't think he was just sick?"n Sammy asked hoping.

"He might be, but then why cancel school?" Sammy didn't say anything as he came to terms with what he was just told. Coach was missing just like everyone else and so the school is closing down till something can be done. "Anyway, what are you going to do with your day off."

Sammy let out a tired sigh, "Go back to sleep."

Lucas laughed, "Your going to sleep? On your day off?"

"Yeah," Sammy said smiling, "Now if you excuse me, I was having a nice dream."

Lucas made a disappointed sound over the phone, "Fine, your no fun. I'll talk to you later."

As soon as Lucas hung up, Sammy tried to go back to sleep. While he tried to sleep he couldn't help but have some weird dreams about the Coach drowning in a white ocean of goo.

 

 

 

Detective Price and Detective Leroy stood in the school's main office watching the staff call every student to let them know that it would be closed.

"Do you think this is a smart idea," Leroy asked.

"For now. Until we know how this is all connected, I think it's better for the student's and staff to stay away from the school. There has been too many disappearances around here."

"Well, now that our lead is gone, what now?"

Price looked at Leroy, "We keep an eye on that kid at all times. I'm telling you, he's involved."

 

 

Sammy woke up again but this time it was a couple of hours after Lucas called him. Heading down stairs he saw his mom was making pancakes.

"Good morning, I see you heard about your school," She said as she grabbed a plate for Sammy.

"Yeah, it sounds scary."

"Do you want me to stay home with you," Sammy's mom asked sounding worried.

"What? No, it's fine mom, jeez. I just meant that it seems weird with everything happening. Do you think that the school closing will help?"

Sammy's mom just shrugged, "I couldn't tell you for sure, but if the police think it is, then we should trust them. I just can't imagine what some of those parents are going through right now."

"I know what you mean," Sammy said as he picked up his fork and started to eat his food.

"So what are you going to do today," Sammy's mom asked as she too started to eat.

"I don't know yet," Sammy told her.

"Well, I'll be home later tonight, so if you can start dinner that would be wonderful."

"Ok mom," Sammy told her.

"Thanks sweetie." It wasn't long before Sammy's mom left for work leaving Sammy alone. Sammy really didn't know what he wanted to do today so he just stayed home and played video games and caught up on the homework he had from the other day. Soon it was close to dinner time and he started to make dinner. Like his mom said she got home and help finish making the food. As they ate their food together and talked about their day, the home phone started to ring. Sammy's mom got up and answered it. When she was done she sat back down with a slightly worried look on her face. "Well, school is cancel for the week."

"Really," Sammy asked shocked.

Sammy's mom nodded, "Yeah."

"Should we be worried," Sammy asked.

"I.. I don't know. Whatever is happen, I'm sure it will be fixed by the time school starts."

"I hope so," Sammy whispered to himself.

The rest of the week was uneventful for Sammy. He didn't do much except play video games, watched TV shows, or movies. Sammy was getting a little stir crazy because his mom forbid him form leaving the house. She was worried that he would be the next one to disappear. So unable to do much other than stay inside, Sammy started to grow bored. Finally Saturday came around and he got a text. Thinking it was Lucas Sammy quickly grabbed his phone and looked at it. What he found surprised him, it was a text from Jessica.

"Shopping?"

Sammy read it and remember her asking him out earlier this week. Finding his mom Sammy asked, "Hey mom is it ok if I go with a friend to do some shopping?"

"Who is it," Sammy's mom asked.

"Jessica, she's a friend from school."

"Oh," Sammy's mom said sounding interested. "she's a friend?"

Sammy rolled his eyes as his mom started to jump to conclusions, "Mom we're just friends."

"If you say so," Sammy's mom said in a teasing tone

Knowing that he wouldn't win this argument Sammy decided to just ignore it, "So can I?"

"Just be back before it gets dark," Sammy's mom told him.

"Ok," Sammy said as he quickly left the room to let Jessica know. Getting dressed, Sammy headed out the door. He was going to meet Jessica at the mall and they would go shopping together. Sammy headed toward the mall which wasn't too far away from his house. It was probably a good 20 or so minute walk. Heading there, Sammy couldn't wait to meet up with Jessica. Other than Lucas, there wasn't anyone that Sammy hung out with outside of school. Jessica would be the first person that he actually did something with. It was exciting.

Sammy made it to the mall and was at the main entrance waiting for Jessica. They were suppose to meet up soon, and Sammy arrived a little early just to make sure she didn't have to wait for him. It wasn't long before Jessica arrived at the mall too.

Sammy waved her over to him, "Hey."

"Sorry, am I late?" Jessica asked.

"No, it's fine." Sammy told her as he smiled at her. "I showed up early so you wouldn't have to wait for me."

"You didn't have to do that," Jessica told him.

"Like I said, it's fine."

"So, are you ready to go shopping," Jessica asked sounding excited. Sammy nodded as Jessica quickly lead the way into the mall. Sammy followed after Jessica as she lead him deeper into the mall toward one of the clothing stores in the mall. They entered a small store and looked around a little before Jessica decided there wasn't anything she wanted. As they continued to shopped and headed to another store, Jessica started to chat up a storm with Sammy as he listened. She told him about her other classes and friends and what she liked to do. Every now and then Chad would pop up in the conversation and Jessica would start to feel sadden from the memories. So Sammy would switch the topic to something more cheerful. That was the whole point to this, to keep Jessica from getting depressed about Chad's disappearance.

"So what's your favorite film," Sammy asked as he and Jessica were walking toward another clothing store at the other end of the mall.

"Hmm," Jessica thought for a moment. "I like just about any scary movie."

"What," Sammy said shocked. "I hate horror films! They always scare me."

Jessica laughed, "I love them! Just something about watching a scary movie that just makes me enjoy it."

"If you love horror films you should talk to Lucas, he is a horror film fanatic. Jeez the stuff that he watches is crazy," Sammy told Jessica.

"Really? Has he seen, Death's Valley? That's my favorite film!"

"I think so," Sammy said laughing. "If it's a horror film, he's seen it. Trust me."

Sammy followed Jessica into the clothing store. "I hope you don't mind," Jessica said as she lead them toward the woman section. "I'm used to going with Chad every other weekend to try on new clothes. I hope it's not too embarrassing."

Sammy shook his head, "It's ok. In fact... my mom takes me with her when she shops. So I'm used to being embarrassed when picking out women clothing."

Jessica stiffed a laugh, "So your used to looking at woman's underwear?"

Sammy tried not to look too red in the face, "I wouldn't say used to it."

Jessica laughed, "Well good, I need a second option on some of these clothes." Jessica grabbed a dress and headed toward the changing room and started to change. Sammy couldn't help but start to feel really embarrassed, he was with a girl as she tried on new clothing and giving his opinion on it. The changing door opened and out stepped Jessica in a beautiful sundress. "What do you think," she asked as she did a spin showing off her choice of clothing and her body. Sammy, wide eyed at the display, did his best to keep calm.

"Y-y-you look good," Sammy said.

"Really? Your not just saying that," Jessica asked as she looked down.

"No I mean it," Sammy told her.

"Why don't you try something on too?" Jessica asked as she looked in a mirror and at her outfit.

"I don't know," Sammy started say.

"Oh come on, it's not fun if I'm the only one dressing up," Jessica said urging Sammy on.

"Ok," Sammy said reluctant to do so. He went and picked out a jacket he saw and went to try it on. Jessica waited for Sammy to get changed as she continued to look at her outfit. Sammy came out with the new jacket on. Jessica smiled and covered her mouth. "I know, I look stupid in this."

"No, not at all. You look cute." Jessica came over and looked closer, "I like the color, and the design is nice too. You should get this."

"Really," Sammy asked as he took another look at the article of clothing.

Jessica nodded, "It's my turn," Jessica said as she quickly found something and headed back into the changing room. Sammy couldn't help but smile as he was enjoying himself. He never had this much fun with anyone, except for Lucas. In fact Sammy was glad that Jessica asked him out today. Just then Jessica came out of the changing room in the last thing Sammy was expecting. Jessica was in dark brooding clothing, clothing that looked like a Goth kid would wear. Sammy busted out laughing as Jessica joined in. In a dry tone Jessica tried to sound like she owned the clothing, "What, you don't like it?" Sammy did his best not to bust out laughing again from her Goth impersonation. Smiling at his reaction, Jessica quickly without breaking character, said, "Your turn."

Sammy quickly went and grabbed some clothing and a hat off a shelf and headed to the changing room once Jessica was done switching her clothes. Sammy came out in country looking clothing. Jessica quickly looked away as she did her best not to burst into a fit of laughter and drawl too much attention to them. Sammy copying what Jessica did early with the impersonation and put on a heavy accent as he mimicked what he thought someone with a country accent would, "Howdy." Jessica couldn't keep it all as she busted a gut. Sammy tipped his hat to Jessica which didn't help Jessica as the reaction seemed to only increase her laughter. When she finally came to she gave him a smirking smile, "Ok, my turn."

This went on as Sammy and Jessica tried to make each other laugh and try on outfit that they thought would look nice on them. Sammy lost track of how long they were at it, but he couldn't help it, it was too much fun. He never seen Jessica smile so much before, or laugh so hard. Finally they were starting to get hungry. Jessica came back with some underwear that she wanted to try on before they left. Sammy found a T-shirt that he too wanted to try on next and they were going to head to the food court and grab something to eat. Just before Jessica entered the changing room, someone shouted out to them.

"Jessica? Hey, is that you," Sammy turned to see some guy come heading over toward them. "Oh, what are the chances of running into you here," he said to Jessica.

"Hey Joseph." Jessica replied showing that she knew the guy.

"What are you doing here," Joseph said as he moved in closer to Jessica and put himself in between her and Sammy.

"I was just trying on some clothes," Jessica told him.

"You want me to give you some insight on them? How about that underwear there," Joseph said jokingly.

"It's fine," Jessica replied as she turned to go change.

"Wait, hold on," Joseph said as he stopped her from leaving. "You doing anything tonight?"

"I have plans, Joseph. Sorry," She told him trying to end the conversation but not trying to sound too mean about it.

Joseph took this the wrong way as he seemed hurt by the response. "Plans? What plans? I know you don't have anything planed, not since Chad disappeared. What you hanging out with this geek?" Joseph said pointing to Sammy. "Chad hasn't been gone for more than a week and you already moved onto someone else? Could you be more of a whore," Joseph said as he turned to leave. "What a bitch," Joseph said in just a loud enough voice to bring attention to them. Joseph shoved Sammy as he left. Just as Sammy thought he was gone he heard in a loud voice Joseph say, "Jessica's a slut!"

Sammy rubbed his shoulder where he was hit. He was about to say something but noticed how devastated Jessica was. She was trying to hold back tears. "Jessica are you ok," Sammy said as he came over to comfort her. "Don't listen to that jerk."

"I know," She sniffed, "But it doesn't help."

Sammy felt horrible for Jessica, and he didn't even stand up for her. "I'm sorry I should have did something."

Jessica sniffed back her tears, "No, It's fine... they're just words."

"Just cause they're words doesn't mean it doesn't hurt." Sammy told her. "Look, your my friend and no one talks down to my friends like that. I'm going to fight him." Sammy got up ready to chase after Joseph but stop from the sound of Jessica laughing.

"Are you serious," Jessica asked still trying not to laugh as much.

Sammy gave her a serious nod which only made her laugh harder. "What," Sammy said sounding hurt.

"He's twice your size," Jessica stated.

"And?"

Smiling Jessica patted his shoulder, "It's fine Sammy. I don't care what he thinks about me, I only care what my friends think, and you willing to fight him tells me how much you care."

Sammy felt touched by what she said to him. "Did you still want to try those on," Sammy said pointing to the pair of panties that she still had with her.

Jessica winked at him, "Just give me a moment to try them on, I'll be right out." Jessica headed back into the changing room. As soon as Jessica disappeared from Sammy, he started to think back to how rude Joseph was. That jerk deserved to be as embarrassed as Jessica was from being insulted like that. Sammy imagined what it would be like for him to be humiliated. Of course he couldn't help but wonder what Jessica would look like in those panties that she was trying on...

 

 

Joseph stormed out of the mall. He couldn't believe that bitch didn't want to hang out with him. He had been friends with her for 2 months and she still didn't see him more than just a friend. Joseph got in his car and started to turn it on when suddenly there was a weird sensation throughout his body. One moment he was in his car, then next he suddenly was blinded by a bright light. It took a moment before he got to see what was around him. It wasn't until a shadow fell on him that he let out a yelp for help. A dark shadow figure blocked out the blinding light and gave Joseph a silhouette of a giant figure. This figure slowly came into Joseph's view and to a shocking realization he found it to belong to a nude Jessica. Joseph was going to make a sound but stopped. By some miracle he was able to look up at Jessica's smoking hot nude body. It wasn't until she leaned forward and reached out toward him did he start to panic. Joseph tried to move away but found he couldn't move, in fact something was terrible wrong with his body. Jessica's enormous hand reached past Joseph's head and he felt her grab his sides... his sides? Suddenly he was lifted up and brought up close to a mirror where he could scream at his new form. He was a pair of pink, silky soft, sateen panties. Joseph noticed that his hands or what he felt were is arms, were actually the sides of the underwear. His face was the front part of the underwear. Joseph tried to move his mouth or what would be his mouth to make a sound for Jessica to realize who he was. Jessica gave Joseph no sign that she noticed him at all. In fact she was already starting to try him on. Joseph fought as best he could but could do nothing as he suddenly felt his body stretch. As Jessica pulled at the sides to get ready to slide them on, Joseph felt his arms start to be pulled, like someone was trying to rip them off his body. Looking up best he could he saw Jessica's lower body hang over him as she slipped her legs in him. Joseph tried to protest but before he could he felt his enter body launch upwards and toward Jessica's. His body collided with her warm fleshy skin and gave him a weird feeling as he was a snug fit on her. He could feel her hips and legs press into and stretch him out further than before. Joseph was able to see Jessica and him in the mirror as his face, or whatever it was, was pointed toward the mirror and on the front side of Jessica's body. Joseph couldn't help but cry out as Jessica did a pose in the mirror. Joseph felt Jessica' legs stretch him slightly more, to the point where he thought he would break. As much as Joseph tried he couldn't get Jessica's attention, she couldn't tell that it was him on her body.

"I don't know," She said out loud as she did another pose and then another.

Joseph called out to Jessica but he couldn't hear his own voice and was sure that she didn't hear him either. Suddenly Jessica reached down and grabbed Joseph's sides and pulled him down. The strain from holding Jessica's frame was relieved and Joseph was able to let out a relaxed sigh as he went back to his normal shape. He watched as Jessica put him off to the side. Joseph had no idea what was going on but he figured that it couldn't be all too bad. I mean he was a woman's pair of panties, if he had to spend is life being tried on by hot women, that was a sacrifice he was willing to make. Joseph was set over to the side as Jessica got dressed, a sight that Joseph will never forget. That luscious rear, mmmm.

He was sorry to see it disappear as Jessica left the changing room. Well... what now?

 

 

"Ready to go," Jessica asked Sammy as she left the changing room.

"Just give me a moment I want to try this on." Sammy said as he held up a shirt.

"Oh, I bet that would look nice on you. Go on try it on," Jessica said to him.

Sammy headed into the changing room and closed the door. As soon as he entered the room he looked around...

 

 

Joseph gagged as he watched that kid... Tammy? Randy? No it was Sammy. Yeah Sammy, that' right. Sammy came walking into the room. Why him, Joseph thought. Whatever he'll leave soon. Joseph was trying to figure out if he was going to be turned back to normal or get noticed, when he saw Sammy take his shirt off. Trying his best to look away, which he couldn't cause he was unable to move, Joseph was forced to watch as Sammy put on the T-shirt that he wanted to try on. Sammy turned around and kept inspecting the shirt on him as if to see if it was good enough for him. Sammy gave himself a nod in the mirror and started to take the shirt off. Well at least Joseph didn't have to keep watching Sammy pose in a mirror, what a fag...

Suddenly Sammy's eye sight looked right at Joseph.

Joseph was confused when Sammy paused his undressing, leaving just his shirt off. Why did he stop, did he hear him? Sammy came over toward Joseph. Joseph was looking up at him wondering why he was staring at him, then realized that it must be because he had never seen girl underwear before. Sammy came over and looked over Joseph's body. Just as soon as Joseph thought that Sammy got a good look and would leave, he reached out and picked up the pair of underwear. Examining it, Sammy turned it around and looked at it in the mirror. Joseph had no idea what he was doing, was he trying to imagine what Jessica looked like with them on?

It didn't take long for Joseph to realize what was on Sammy's mind when he held him up to his waist and looked at himself in the mirror with Joseph covering his crotch area. No... Joseph tried to say out loud but the only response he got was Sammy giving him an adorable grin.

Without wasting much time Sammy set Joseph down and went to take off his shorts. Meanwhile Joseph was protesting as much as he could, but could do nothing but watch Sammy strip down to his underwear. It wasn't long before even that came off showing Joseph Sammy's full naked glory as he stood there in the changing room.

Sammy couldn't help himself as he quickly looked down at his naked self and the pretty pink panties laying on the floor at his feet. It would just be for a moment he told himself as he stepped his feet in the leg holes. Sammy had to see what he looked like with them on. He bet he would look cute. Reaching down, Sammy grabbed the panties by the side and slide them up.

 

 

Joseph watched as Sammy stood over him. He already had his legs in between Joseph. Joseph watched as Sammy's ass and junk hung over him awaiting what was coming next. Sammy bent down and picked up Joseph. Joseph let out one more cry of protest before he started to rise up. It was like Jessica beforehand, Joseph slide all the way up to be greeted by Sammy's body. Joseph felt his 'hands' wrap around Sammy's waist. He felt his body or the clothing wrap around Sammy's bottom and greeted Joseph with it's warm embrace. However unlike Jessica, Sammy had a dick. Joseph felt Sammy's member slide up against his face as pulled the panties up and let go of the waist band. Joseph felt himself clamp down onto Sammy's penis as he did what underwear is suppose to do, cover up people's privates. Weirdly enough Joseph was still able to smell and breath although he was clothing, he was able to bask in Sammy's neither region's air as Sammy did a couple of cute poses in the mirror. Joseph was horrified as Sammy did a few quick poses that happened to stretch him out a little more and just happen to rub his manhood up against Joseph's face again. As Sammy did one more pose, Joseph couldn't help but gag from this experience he had to endure. The only thing that was keeping him sane was the fact that soon it would be over.

 

Sammy couldn't help but love the pair of panties he was trying on. They were so adorable! Just as Sammy was about to do one more pose when there was a knock on the door causing him to jump.

"Yes," Sammy answered nervous.

"You about done in there," Jessica asked.

"Almost..." Sammy said. He went back to the mirror to look one more time at how lovely he looked.

Joseph looked up at Sammy as he thanked God that it was over. Yet as the seconds passed by he watched Sammy give the mirror image a pout, Sammy bite his lower lip as he fought with some inner demon. Before Joseph could figure out what was going on, Sammy quickly left the mirror. He grabbed his shorts and started to get in them. Wait what about Joseph? He was still on Sammy. Did he forget about him? Was Sammy was going to keep him? Joseph started to shout out in protest as he saw the shorts starting to come up and cover him up. He got one last look as Sammy had an excited look on his face. Then everything went dark as Joseph was now locked up and hidden behind Sammy's shorts.

 

 

Sammy couldn't stop himself from putting his clothes over the pair of panties. There was no way he could buy these, especially with Jessica here with him. Feeling guilty about stealing, Sammy quickly hurried out of the changing room and found Jessica waiting for him.

"Everything ok? You were taking a while," Jessica said. Sammy didn't' say anything as he nodded. He did his best not to look guilty but Jessica picked up on it quickly. "Something wrong? You look a little flustered."

Sammy quickly shook his head no. "I'm just hungry. We should go eat."

Jessica agreed and lead the way. While they walked Sammy enjoyed the feeling of the underwear rubbing into him. The smooth texture was like someone was giving him a massage. Sammy felt the tight, but not constricting binds of the clothing hug him from different angles. Then out of no where, maybe it was the thrill of stealing for his first time, or perhaps it was the texture of the clothing, or maybe it was just the fact he was wearing woman's underwear, but Sammy started to feel a throbbing sensation in his groin.

Sammy couldn't help it as he felt his penis starting to get excited...

 

 

Joseph was doing his best not to cry. It wasn't working. He was being kidnapped, that's what this was. Sammy was kidnapping him from his true destiny, being a piece of underwear for a hot chick. Joseph felt his body grapple onto Sammy's as he kept walking. It wasn't long before Joseph felt Sammy's bulge start to move. Joseph screamed as he felt the member starting to get bigger and push up against him. He felt the throbbing piece of meat stretch out and into him to the point where he thought he was going to snap. The dick had pushed up against Joseph and now he could feel, smell, and taste it as it came into contact with his new body. Joseph was appalled but couldn't do anything as he felt the monster grow larger by the second.

 

 

Sammy couldn't help it as he followed Jessica to the food court. It had to be obvious to anyone passing by. They had to have seen the small bump in his shorts. Everyone was watching... yet Sammy couldn't get soft. The thought of everyone finding out, and possible finding out about the underwear too, was horrifying... yet exciting for him. Wait was he enjoying this? Sammy didn't know what to do as he did his best to not think about anything arousing but was failing miserably.

"What do you want to eat," Jessica asked shocking Sammy out of his fantasy. This seemed to help calm him down a little.

"I...um, I don't know," Sammy said sounding a little out of it.

Jessica looked at him, "You sure your ok, you don't look so good."

"Just hungry that's all," Sammy said doing his best to block his crotch from Jessica's view.

"If you want I can order for the both of us and you can find us a seat," Jessica offered.

"Ok," Sammy said as they split up. Sammy made sure to find a seat that would block people from seeing Sammy's lower half. As soon as he sat down he looked down and nearly gasped. What he thought was a small bump was actually a towering mountain. His little stiff erection was actually a full on raging boner, and he was in public! "Not now," Sammy said to himself. But the entire situation only seemed to excite him more. He could feel beneath his shorts the panties he took and how stretched out they were. They had to be ruined from holding back his anatomy that it wasn't designed for. Making sure no one was looking, Sammy tried to reach down and alleviate some of the pressure.

 

 

Joseph was ripping apart. He heard a few rips that no one would notice unless they were his size. Suddenly there was a faint light as a large object came in and came in between Joseph and Sammy's body. It was Sammy's hand. Joseph watched and felt the hand stretch the material that he was a little more and suddenly the large penis slid past Joseph's face and up to the opening above him. This relieved some of the pressure that was put on Joseph, yet it didn't help that he was still pressed up against the underside of Sammy's dong.

Just as Sammy redirected himself, did Jessica come back. Trying his best not to show any sign of discomfort, Sammy helped relieve the food from Jessica's hands. Jessica thanked him as she sat down across from him. Sammy grabbed some food hoping to get his hard on out of his mind and settle down.

It wasn't long before they were both eating and enjoying each others company that Sammy did forget about the panties and his erection. It wasn't long before Joseph felt the large beast start to shrink and calm down. Finally Joseph was snug up against Sammy's body with his penis the normal size. Joseph was glad that Sammy finally calmed down, because any longer and Joseph was sure he body would have broke. He wasn't made to be put on someone like Sammy. Joseph just hoped that Sammy was done getting excited for the day...

 

 

Sammy was having so much fun that he forgot all about the pair of panties he had on and therefor his bulge didn't return. After eating Jessica and Sammy got up and continued to shop for other things. It wasn't long before the day was almost over.

"It's almost 6," Sammy said. "I should start heading back or my mom will kill me."

"Do you want me to walk with you," Jessica offered.

Sammy shook his head no, "You live in the opposite direction, I couldn't make you walk all that way back just to walk home with me. Thanks anyway but I'm fine."

Jessica gave Sammy a quick hug goodbye, "I'll see you later." With that, Jessica left in the opposite direction of Sammy as he headed back home. Sammy had a fun day today, he couldn't help but reminisce about the day as he headed home. Sammy vaguely remembered the panties he had on right now but he wasn't getting hard. It seemed the excitement of stealing them was over with. It didn't take too long for Sammy to get home. His mom was already making dinner.

"Hey honey, how was it?"

"It was fun," Sammy said sounding thrilled about the day. Sammy told his mom about the day, except about stealing and wearing the underwear. When he was done his mom smiled at him.

"Sounds like you had a blast. Dinner will be done in an hour," his mom told him.

"I'm going to go change," Sammy said as he headed up stairs.

"Take your time," she shouted up to him.

 

 

Joseph was blinded by a bright light. It took him a moment to realize that he was released from his prison, Sammy's shorts. He was able to get fresh air. Although he was a pair of panties and shouldn't be able to smell, he had the pleasure of soaking in Sammy's smell from all the walking he did today. The ripe air that filled Joseph's being made him nauseous. It wasn't something he wanted to experience again. Finally able to see where he was, Joseph let out a defeated sigh. He was in Sammy's room the sight of it made him shiver... if he could. It was exactly what he expected to see. Still unable to get Sammy's attention, he could do nothing except be continued to be worn by Sammy. Joseph watched as Sammy walked over to his mirror and turned around looking back at himself, which all he had on right now was Joseph and a T-shirt. Sammy reached back patted his butt and released a giggle, "I look so cute." Joseph would have gagged if he could. Cute wasn't the word he would use to describe this scene. However as soon as Sammy turned around Joseph felt a stirring beneath him. Something was moving...

 

 

Sammy couldn't help it but start to feel excited again. Just remembering the events of stealing these panties and the feeling of being naughty had flipped a switch for Sammy. Suddenly his erection came back and now pointed forward stretching the fabric of his newly acquired undies.

 

 

Joseph screamed as he was now being stretch to the extreme. Before Sammy's shorts help contain his monstrous beast, but now... there was nothing to help keep Sammy from having his large member stand at attention. Sammy's dick was acting like a wedge, there was a large gap between Sammy's waist and Joseph's face. This caused the strain in the underwear to go beyond the breaking point. Any second now Joseph's arms were going to break and he was going to fall off of Sammy. Suddenly Sammy started to twist his hips, he was doing a little dance in front of the mirror showing off his manhood and his sexy underwear. Just as Joseph thought he was going to die, Sammy slowly pulled his member out of the restraints and into the world. This caused Joseph to fall down and off of Sammy and onto the floor. Never had Joseph been so relieve in his life. He watched as Sammy left him on the floor and headed over to his bed. Joseph unable to look away, watched in disgust as Sammy started to pleasure himself. Sammy was jerking himself off as he laid down on his bed and started to imagined something sexual.

Joseph let out a sigh as he it was finally over. He no longer was on Sammy's body. Sure he might be worn again, but right now, it was finally over.

Sammy moaned on his bed. Joseph tried to ignore it but again, being a pair of panties left you with little to do. After some sexual noises that Sammy kept giving off, Sammy got up off the bed. Joseph was confused as he saw Sammy still with his hard-on. He didn't cum? Suddenly Sammy was heading toward Joseph's direction. What was he doing?

Sammy stood over Joseph and reached down.

"I just love this fabric," Sammy said to himself as he rubbed his hands in the sateen panties.

Let me go! Screamed Joseph. He could do nothing as Sammy smiled and nearly skipped back to his bed. He jumped back into his bed and laid down. Taking his newly acquired material, he started to bring it toward his member. Sammy let out a pleased sound as he felt the smooth material touched the skin of his penis.

Joseph on the other hand let out a disgusted sound as he again touched Sammy's member. All the familiar senses that Joseph experienced before came back. The heat, the smell, even the throbbing pulse that ran up the length. It all assaulted Joseph's senses. Sammy started to rub up and down the length of his dick making sure to pleasure himself the best he could with the new found material.

"Lucas..." Sammy said under his breath as he started to move faster. Joseph was appalled at what he heard. Was he really thinking of a guy? Joseph couldn't help but get more disgusted as he felt something wet touch him. It was hard to tell where it touched due to the fact that Sammy had him practically balled up in his hand and moving too fast to for him to see or get his orientation straight. But he felt the slimy warm goo seep in somewhere. It was a disguising feeling.

"Almost..." Sammy said once again under his breath. Sammy started to pick up speed and Joseph could feel the burn heat, not just from Sammy's skin but from the friction that was being produced. Suddenly Sammy started to buck his hips faster. Joseph felt sick as more liquid started to seep in and around him. It was starting to get into his face area. He swore he heard ripping and tearing sounds every now and then, but his senses were all overloaded that he couldn't make head or tails of what was actually going on. The throbbing was increasing and Joseph knew what was going to happen next.

Sammy quickly gasped and thrust his hips as hard as he could into the stolen panties. Immediately he felt that familiar tipping point and a gushing sensation launch out of him. Joseph made a sound of complete disgust as he was held at the tip of Sammy's penis as it flexed. There was a huge wave of white liquid that shot out of the tip of Sammy's dick and washed over Joseph. He felt the steaming goo splash on him and soaking the material that he was. He felt wave after wave of slime rush out and onto him, drenching his once dry self.

Sammy kept moaning as he felt his orgasm peek and start to come down. His semen pooled out and into the balled up panties. It wasn't long before Sammy was done and his penis slowly wilted back to normal. Letting out a relieve sigh, Sammy looked down at the panties. He had a sad look on his face....they were completely ruined.

 

 

Joseph was worn out. He felt like his body had been stretch beyond the breaking point. It was also still sopping wet from the liquid that Sammy's body produced during his arousal. It didn't help that Joseph swore that he had burn marks from all the heat that Sammy's body produced during his masturbation session. Looking up Joseph saw Sammy with a sadden face, "They were such a nice pair too."

Maybe you shouldn't have fucking jacked off on me then! Joseph shouted up at him knowing that he couldn't hear him at all. He just wanted to get cleaned up. Joseph waited for Sammy to put him in the wash. Sammy got up and headed towards the door not bothering to grab any clothes. Joseph was confused, shouldn't he get dressed? Suddenly Sammy took a turn away from the door heading somewhere else rather than out of his room. Where were they going? Then Joseph saw it... No anywhere but there! Sammy was heading to a garbage can. It was filled with trash. There was paper, tissues, food wrappers, you name it. Before Joseph could protest, Sammy tossed Joseph into the can. He landed on top of the mess. Disgusted by the smell and the newly found companions, Joseph looked up and watched in horror as Sammy reached to the sides of the can. Slowly as if to tease him even more, Sammy lifted the sides of the bag. Sammy started to close the top of the trash bag sealing Joseph up with the rest of the trash.

PLEASE DON'T DO THIS! YOU CAN STILL WEAR ME OR FUCK ME SOME MORE! JUST DON'T DO-

It was too late Sammy already tied the top up tight and removed the trash bag from the can, sealing Joseph's fate. He was garbage like everything else left in there...

 

 

Sammy came bounding downstairs. "Hey mom I'm taking out the trash," he called out to his mom.

"Don't forget the trash can in the kitchen," She called after him. Sammy tossed both his and the kitchens trash away in the trash can outside. The trash men would be here tomorrow and Sammy already forgot about the pair of soiled panties that were left to be picked up with the rest of pathetic trash that no one wanted.

Detective Leroy came into the investigation room with a unsettling look on his face. "What," Detective price asked his partner.

"Another kid's gone missing. Parents said he went to the mall, it's been over 48 hours."

Detective price shook his head. "This is getting crazy, 6 people in less than a month. Give me the details who was it and where was he last seen."

"Joseph Truman."

"Let me guess," Price said, "Same school as Sammy Heart."

"Yep. Our tail that we put on the kid tells us that Joseph was seen shouting at both Sammy and the girl..." Leroy flipped through his notes to find the girls name, "Jessica. The girlfriend of one of the missing kids."

Price closed his eyes, "Please tell me the mall had some kind of camera system?"

"They do," Leroy told him.

"Finally, something to look at."

"You're not going to like it," Leroy told him. Leroy quickly put in a copy of the security video that he got from mall security. Price watched the video of the parking lot of the mall and spotted the missing victim. Price watched the kid walk to his car, then all of a sudden, the camera started to move.

"Wait... what the fuck is this," Price asked angrily as the camera slowly panned away from the kid's car and toward the other side of the parking lot. They couldn't see the victim anymore.

"The mall's parking lot cameras are timed to sweep the parking lot."

"You got to be shitting me," Price said as he waited for the camera to slowly pan back to Joseph, who was now gone. There wasn't a trace of a struggle or anything. Groaning Price pinched the bridge of his nose, "So in the time span of what, 20 seconds? Someone abducted Joseph removed him from his car and took off before the camera could pick it up, and no one saw it happen?"

"Apparently not," Leroy said just as upset as Price was. "Our tail stayed on Sammy the entire time. Neither he, or Jessica left his sight. So, they aren't directly related, there has to be another person."

Still aggravated at how this all turned out, Price sighed, "So we didn't make any progress on this case?"

"We're going to sweep the car tomorrow for any prints or DNA. Maybe we might get lucky," Leroy said trying to sound positive. Price rolled his eyes, like they would find anything.

 

 

It was Sunday and Sammy just heard the news that the school was going to open on Monday. Sammy wasn't sure if he should be excited or upset that school was going to start again. On one hand Sammy enjoyed the time off, even thought it was due to horrible circumstances, the other hand he missed talking with Lucas face to face. Sammy couldn't wait till school Monday, and decided to pass the time watching TV. Sammy sat down on the couch and watched his favorite shows until it was starting to get dark out. Soon it would be dinner and then Sammy would head to bed.

It wasn't long before Sammy woke up Monday morning and followed his normal routine as he headed off to school. After a couple of days, Sammy thought he wouldn't be able to get back into the grove of things. To his surprise everything was so natural as he got no the bus and headed off to his school. Before he knew it, he was already at his locker waiting for Lucas and Tiffany to show up like any other day.

Something was off as Sammy looked down the hall and saw Lucas approaching, but without Tiffany.

"Where's Tiffany?" Sammy asked a feeling scared that something might have happened to her.

Lucas made a quick sound of disappointment as he answered, "Her mom didn't want her coming to school just yet. There was another missing kid."

Sammy felt his gut drop at the news, "Another kid? Who?"

"I didn't get the name, I just heard he went missing Saturday."

Sammy felt a knot in his gut as another person went missing. "Who would do such a thing..."

"I don't know," Lucas said as he shook his head. "Whoever is doing this, they are one messed up person."

Sammy couldn't agree more. Whoever was kidnapping people was twisted individual. He just hoped that someone found this creep and arrest him.

"So, you coming to the game this Friday?"

Sammy was caught off guard. He completely forgot about the game this week. "It's a home game?"

"Heck yeah it is. I'm going to need all the support I can, I'm starting after all," Lucas grinned.

"No way," Sammy replied. "Then, yeah, I'll be there. Look for me cheering you on."

Lucas laughed, "I'll be looking."

The bell rang and Sammy closed his locker. "I'll talk to you later."

Lucas touched his hand on his shoulder, "Till later." As Lucas walked off, he didn't notice how much Sammy enjoyed that sensation of his hand on him.

 

 

The day went on like any other Monday. Sammy went to his classes and learned what they taught him. He talked with his friends in class and did the class work that was assigned to him. Everything was normal until he went to his biology class with Mrs. Miller. Sammy hadn't seen Mrs. Miller since that weird incident in her class. Sammy still wasn't sure what happened, it was almost like it was a dream or fantasy that he had made up. Sammy wasn't sure if he should try and confirm if it really happened. Yet the moment he saw Mrs. Miller, she didn't show the slightest sign of recollection. She was the same as she always was. Greeting the class with a smile and starting her lecture. Sammy locked eyes with Mrs. Miller to see if she would show any sign of what he thought transpired, but she gave nothing away. Deciding to wait till the end of class to confront Mrs. Miller, Sammy waited until the bell rang to signal the end of school. As all the students left class Sammy went up to Mrs. Miller's desk to talk with her.

"Can I help you Mr. Heart?"

"Ummm, I was wondering.... About last week," Sammy said.

"Yes?"

"Well... I don't remember too much. What exactly happened?"

Mrs. Miller gave him a warm smile, "We talked about the human body."

"Oh right..." Sammy replied. Sammy realized that nothing happened, that or Mrs. Miller had a great poker face. She wasn't giving any hints at what Sammy thought really transpired after class. "I, um, should get going."

"Don't miss the bus," Mrs. Miller replied as Sammy left her classroom. Could it all have been a fantasy? It was kind of blurry, maybe it was just a daydream.

Trying not to let it get to him, Sammy headed to his bus and got ready to head home. After his trip home, everything went as any other school day, Sammy came home and did his school work, eat and spent some time with his mom and went to bed.

 

 

It wasn't long before it was Friday. Tiffany's mom let her come back to school a few days ago and was back hanging out with Sammy and Lucas like normal. Sammy was talking with Tiffany between classes about the game this afternoon, when Jessica showed up.

"Hey Sammy," Jessica called out.

"Jessica," Sammy said with a smile and giving her a quick hug.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing just talking about the game after school," Sammy told Jessica.

"Oh yeah, you guys are going?"

"Yeah, Lucas is playing," Sammy told Jessica.

"Sounds like it's going to be a blast," Jessica said enthusiastically

"You should come with us," Tiffany offered. Jessica thought about it for a moment and shrugged.

"Sure, what time is the game?"

"It's at 5, but we were going to head over after school to get there early and find the best seats," Sammy said giddily.

"Then you better save me a seat," Jessica told them.

 

 

It wasn't long before the last school bell rang and Sammy headed to his locker to put his stuff away. Tiffany told him she would meet him there and walk together to the game. Just as Sammy put his books away, Tiffany called out to him.

"Sammy! You ready," Tiffany waved to him down the hall.

"Give me a second," Sammy said as he grabbed his homework and put it in his book bag. Closing the locker, Sammy ran toward Tiffany. Sammy spotted three large sheets of paper Tiffany was holding, "What's that?"

"I made these in class today," Tiffany said as she opened each one up. They were giant signs to help encourage their team.

"Wow," Sammy said shocked, "You made these in class?"

"I had some help with my classmates. Come on lets hurry," Together both Sammy and Tiffany headed out toward the field where Lucas and the others were practicing before the game began latter. Sammy waved to Lucas but he was too busy warming up. Sammy and Tiffany found the stands and headed toward the front row and grabbed a seat. There wasn't anyone around but that was because the game wouldn't start for another couple of hours. Tiffany handed Sammy a sign to use during the game. Sammy looked down and read the sign, "Go Lions!" There was a picture of a Lion on the poster too.

"This is amazing," Sammy said as he looked at the poster and the details put into it.

"Thanks," Tiffany replied to his praise. "You don't think we went overboard?"

"NO! It looks great, I love the lion design to it."

"Really? I did that one," Tiffany said.

Sammy and Tiffany continued to talk about school and other things until the other team started to show up and practiced on the field too getting ready for the game. Slowly a crowd started to form on both sides of the field until both stands were filled. Sammy started to worry that Jessica wouldn't show up as it was getting harder and harder to fend off people from her seat. Finally, Jessica showed and quickly sat next to Sammy.

"Sorry I'm late," Jessica said as she sat down.

"You made it on time, game is about to start," Sammy told Jessica as he handed her the other poster that was made for them. No sooner did he hand Jessica a poster did the referees show up and the two teams started to head to their side of the field. Sammy and Tiffany spotted Lucas again and started to wave to get his attention. This time Lucas spotted them and gave them both a quick wave as he followed his team to their coach. As both teams took the field Sammy couldn't help but cheer them on as the game started.

"Go Lions!" Sammy shouted trying to give them his positive vibe. The crowd cheered as the game started. As long as the game ended up being, it felt way shorter, it wasn't long till it was half over and both teams were huddled on their side of the field getting ready for the next half of the game. The game was a close one and any team could take it from the other.

"Want to grab something to eat before it starts," Jessica asked Sammy.

"Sure, Tiffany want to join us?"

"I had a big lunch," Tiffany replied.

Sammy and Jessica headed to the concession stand where they grabbed some food. As Sammy and Jessica headed back, Sammy spotted 3 cheerleaders heading over toward the concession stand. Sammy spotted one of them as Bobby's girlfriend, the head cheerleader, Rebeca. She didn't even show the slightest recognition towards him. Although she probably wouldn't have remembered him at all. Sammy ran into maybe a handful of times and even then, they didn't really say much to each other. Sammy quickly glanced behind him and watched the small group of cheerleaders head toward the concession stand and get a couple of waters.

As soon as Sammy took his seat, the game started again. Lucas was on the field and both Sammy and Tiffany cheered for him. In fact, they cheered so much that some of the other spectators were giving them weird looks at how much enthusiasm they had. After a long grueling game, it finally came to an end with the Lions on top just by a hair. Everyone in the stands jumped up and cheered as the final whistle blew signaling the end of the game. Sammy, Tiffany, and Jessica headed down toward the sideline to congratulate the players, especially Lucas. Rushing over Sammy found Lucas and congratulated him.

"That was amazing," Sammy said as Lucas laughed.

"What a close game," He said.

Tiffany gave Lucas a quick hug, making Sammy a little jealous he couldn't hug him like that. "You were great out there," Tiffany said.

As Sammy and the others were giving Lucas his well-deserved praise Bobby came over and patted Lucas on the shoulder. "Excellent job out there today."

"Thanks," Lucas said seeming a little embarrassed from all the praise he was getting.

"We're having a little after party tomorrow night. You going to come," Bobby asked Lucas.

Lucas shook his head, "Sorry, my Aunt's Birthday is this weekend. I'm driving out tonight."

"Understandable, what about you three?" Bobby asked.

Tiffany shook her head, "Sorry not much of a party person."

Jessica also shook her head no, "I have plans."

"What about you Sammy," Bobby asked.

Sammy was stunned, he half expected the jock to ignore him. He was getting an invitation to a party! Sammy wasn't sure what to say. On one hand, he wasn't sure if he should go, especially if Lucas wasn't going to be there. He probably wouldn't even know anyone there and it might be awkward for the fact that he had nothing in common with the jocks. Yet if he said no, Bobby could take it as an insult. Sammy didn't want to seem rude, beside it might be fun.

Before Sammy could respond, Bobby put up his hands, "It's ok I understand. I just thought I would offer, you know? I'll see you at practice," Bobby said to Lucas.

"Yeah, I'll see you Monday."

As Bobby started to leave Sammy quickly said, "I might be able to go."

Bobby turned around and gave him a warm smile, "Cool, I'll give you the address."

As Bobby gave Sammy the address he couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes staring at him. Looking around at the dying out crowd, he noticed Rebecca stand further away glaring daggers at him. Sammy shivered at the look. Why was she looking at him like that? Before Sammy could ask or even say anything Bobby clasped Sammy on the shoulder in an almost brotherly hold.

"Trust me you're going to enjoy this party." With that Bobby headed off toward Rebecca.

Lucas spoke up first, "You sure you want to go," There was a sound of worry in his voice. "Last party was a little... intense."

"I learned my lesson about drinking," Sammy said laughing. "I've had my fill of alcohol for a life time."

Lucas shook his head laughing, "Just take it easy I hear Bobby's parties can get a little wild."

Smiling at his concern for him, Sammy said, "What's the worst that could happen?"

 

 

It took Sammy a while to convince his mom that he was going to be fine. This time he didn't lie to her and straight up told her where he was going tonight. Of course, his mom said no. So, Sammy tried to let her know that it was going to be fine and promised he wouldn't drink. After a long talk with his mom she finally started to ease up but it wasn't just about the drinking but the fact that people were still going missing. She was scared for him, and Sammy hated that he was going to make her worry.

Sammy's mom finally let him go when she learned who Bobby's dad was, he was the sheriff of the town. Sammy should have opened with that as his mom seemed to relax quite a bit after learning this. If Bobby's dad was there at the house keeping an eye on everyone Sammy's mom didn't mind him going.

"Thanks mom, I'll be home later tonight," Sammy said as he headed out the door.

"Be careful," She shouted to him as he left and headed to Bobby's party. Sammy was already down the street heading to Bobby's house. As excited as he was about going, he was also very nervous. What if no one wants to talk to him? What if it was all a practical joke, like last party he wasn't really invited? Or what if he got the wrong address? A million thoughts ran through Sammy's head as he took another left down a street and toward Bobby's house. Sammy couldn't help but continue to think negative as he approached his destination. When Sammy finally reached the house, he let out a relieved sigh as it did seem like it was the right house. Hopefully he was worrying for nothing.

Sammy went up to the doorbell and was about to ring it when it open and Sammy was hit with the sounds of the party full of life. Bobby was at the door.

"Hey Sammy," Bobby talked over the commotion of the party. "I almost thought you wouldn't make it," Bobby chuckled.

"Thanks for inviting me," Sammy said sounding a little shy. This was the first time Sammy talked to Bobby without Lucas being around.

"No problem, come in."

Sammy walked in as Bobby closed the door and Sammy noticed how similar the party was to Vince's but also different. The music wasn't as heavy as Vince's but it still had the same alluring melody that made Sammy want to dance to. As Sammy headed further into the house and into the party, Sammy couldn't help but ask. "Is your dad home?"

Bobby laughed, "You think I could throw a party like this with my dad here?"

Sammy felt his stomach flip as he realized how stupid that question was. His mom would kill him if she learned about his. Trying not to dwell on it too much, Sammy continued into the house trying to spot someone he knew. Unfortunately, he didn't know many of the partiers here. They all seemed vaguely familiar or strangers to Sammy. As Bobby started to lead Sammy somewhere a familiar face pop out of a sea of people. It was Rebeca.

"Bobby what are you doing," She asked in an almost stern voice.

"Just showing Sammy around," Bobby told her.

"I need you for something," Rebeca said as she practically pulled Bobby away from Sammy and disappeared in the crowd. Sammy was left alone by himself.

"This was a bad idea," Sammy said as he noticed that he didn't recognize anyone and wasn't really having fun. Deciding that maybe he should head home, Sammy took a step toward the door to leave. Sammy tried to head back the way he came but the crowd seemed to swallow up the path and there wasn't any way that Sammy could get by. Deciding to find another way around, Sammy headed further into the house hopping to find an exit.

Sammy entered another room and started to head to pass a group of people who were talking and joking around. Suddenly one of them looked over to Sammy.

"Sammy? How's it going."

At first Sammy was confused and didn't recognize the person but then recognition kicked in. "Doug?"

Even though Sammy barely knew Doug, a familiar face set him at ease. "I didn't know you were friends with Bobby."

"I... uh, kind of."

Doug brought Sammy over to the small group of people he was hanging out with. They all seemed very very relaxed and at ease, some seemed a little wobble.

"Guys this is Sammy, the kid I told you all about at Vince's."

"Cool..." One of the guys said. Sammy noticed they all had red solo cups like last party.

"Did you want something to drink," Someone offered.

"Um, no thanks. I promised I wouldn't."

This seemed to bum out a few of them except for Doug. "Hey, you don't need to drink to have fun. Right Sammy?"

"Yeah, I mean ... well I wasn't sure if I should stay or-" Sammy started but Doug cut him off.

"Nonsense. The party is just getting started. Follow me," Doug said as he walked Sammy to another room, "I'll see you guys later." As Doug walked Sammy into another room he continued to talk with Sammy. "I can't believe you got invited to his party. I mean, it's cool, but not everyone gets an invite if you know what I mean. But if Bobby said it's cool for you to come than your cool enough to party with us, right?"

"Yeah," Sammy said not sure what he was talking about.

Doug kept on talking, "You know Bobby is a cool dude, you know that right? I mean," Doug paused for a second and looked around as if to see if anyone was listening. "You won't believe what Bobby did for my friend Mark."

"What," Sammy asked curious.

"Last week, my friend Mark was dealing right, and word got out. So, you know Bobby's dad is a cop, right? Well he gets wind of it and gets a swat team ready for a full out raid, right? Well Bobby hears from his dad and lets me and Mark know. Bobby bailed us out of a hard situation and well," Doug laughed, "We're here, now right?"

Sammy wasn't sure what Doug was talking about, but he just smiled and nodded, "Yeah, Bobby is a cool dude."

Doug started to walk again into a room with food set out. On one side of the of room there were some desserts out and set up for people to grab. "Well, me and Mark wanted to show our thanks if you know what I mean. So, we set him up with some goodies over there," Doug said pointing to the desserts.

"Really? That was nice of you guys."

Doug laughed, "Hey, we owe him big time. You enjoy and have fun. It's a party after all right," With that Doug left Sammy.

Sammy looked over all the food in the kitchen. Sammy hadn't eaten too much and thought that maybe he should eat before doing anything. The food looked good and Sammy thought that maybe this might help him relax and mingle a little with everyone else. Heading over he grabbed some food and put it on a plate, he then went to the dessert table and looked over the sweets that were out. There were some cookies, brownies, lollipops, a couple of cakes and a few other things that Sammy wasn't sure what they were. Not one to be shy of new things, and having a little bit of a sweet tooth, Sammy grabbed a little bit of everything. Sammy took his plate of food and headed out toward the party where everyone seemed to be at dancing or just conversing about whatever it was they wanted to talk about. Sammy spotted a lot of the jocks and other students from his school, and then there were kids that Sammy had never seen before. Sammy found a seat that was open and took a seat as he went about eating the food on his plate.

Sammy looked at his plate and decided he would start dessert first. Sammy loved chocolate and couldn't stop himself from picking up a brownie and chewing into it. Sammy couldn't help but let out a sound of delight at the unique flavor to the rich chocolate fluff that he was eating. The brownie was divine. As Sammy continued to munch on his desert he noticed a unique flavor to the treat. It was like there was an added ingredient, something he never tasted before. Although it didn't make the brownie any less applying, it just made it interesting and unique. It must have been a family recipe. Sammy quickly finished the brownie and still couldn't place what that flavor was in the dessert. Shrugging it off, he would ask later about it, Sammy picked up another savory treat and bite into a piece of cake. Sammy closed his eyes as he let the flavor flood his mouth. It was delicious beyond words. Just as Sammy started to swallow he felt something hard in a shape of a pill or medicine. He didn't have time to stop as the cake was already down his throat before he attempted to stop swallowing. Startled, Sammy stopped and looked down at the rest of the cake. There was no sign of something foreign in his dessert. Slowly Sammy inspected his slice of cake and nibbled on it carefully, but as Sammy finished the delectable dessert, Sammy didn't find anything else in his meal. Frowning, Sammy chalked it up to a rare fluke or his imagination. Lastly Sammy picked up the lollipop that he grabbed. Sammy noticed it wasn't wrapped up in a normal lollipop wrapper. It seemed to a handmade wrapper around the sweet. Interesting, Sammy never had a homemade lollipop. Popping the sucker into his mouth Sammy let out a delighted noise from the intriguing flavor that assaulted his mouth. It was amazing. It wasn't long before Sammy finished the lollipop and looked down at his plate. It was now empty of sweets. He couldn't help but want to go back for seconds and decided to get another plate of treats. This was turning out to be a good party...

It wasn't until Sammy's third helping did he notice something weird was going on. Sammy felt his stomach do a 720 double kick flip that he realized that he should cut back on the sweets. Setting the plate aside Sammy then noticed how everything around him started to change. It wasn't like a scary change it was like the whole world was slowing down and melting into weird shapes and back to normal. There was a quick jolt of fear and panic that caused Sammy to nearly flip out but suddenly a quick surreal euphoria hit him. Sammy suddenly felt like he knew everything in the world. It was a blissful feeling as he felt himself sink into the coach he was sitting on until he no longer knew what was happening. Sammy let the world go by him as he slowly realized that there had to be something other than sugar in those treats that he ate.

 

 

Bobby was having a wonderful time partying it up at his house. Nothing like celebrating a win with all your friends and then some. He made sure to check up on everyone to be sure they were having a good time. He crossed by Doug who again for the 15th time tonight thanked him for tipping him and his buddy off about the raid. "Anything for a friend," Bobby told him. Bobby ran into Rebeca who had been a little pouty the last couple of days.

"What's wrong," Bobby asked.

"Nothing," She replied but her tone said otherwise.

"Want to dance," Bobby asked as her favorite song came on.

Rebeca started to say no but let out a sigh and took his hand. They started to dance and soon Rebeca started to smile again and act like his old girlfriend. After a handful of songs, and some close up grinding, Rebeca started to go get some drinks for them after her mood changed dramatically. Bobby gave her a quick kiss and decided to check up on some more of his guest just to make sure they were all enjoying themselves. Bobby walked through the living room when he stopped and saw something that shocked him. There on the couch by himself sat Sammy and he looked he was passed out with his eyes open. Concerned Bobby headed over to check on Sammy.

"Sammy, you ok," Bobby asked as he touched Sammy's slumped shoulders. He looked so relax that Bobby wasn't sure if he was alive. Sammy just slowly smiled and nodded. Bobby sat next to Sammy and looked him in the eyes. They were ridiculously wide. Bobby spotted the couple of plates next to Sammy and saw that there were snacks on them. Closer inspection Bobby let out a groan, they weren't just any snacks, they were the drugged presents from Doug and his friend Mark brought. Sammy ate a huge amount of party treats that were only meant to sampled 1 at a time. What was worse was that unlike sticking to one drug it looked like Sammy sampled them all...

"Sammy are you sure you ok," Bobby asked as he weighed his options. He could call poison control, or maybe 911 but ... the amount of trouble he and everyone else would be in caused him to hesitate. Did Bobby just leave Sammy here? No that would be just as bad.

Sammy slowly lifted his hand and brought it to Bobby's face. With an astonished look on his face Sammy touched Bobby's face. Whatever Sammy was seeing must have been quit the spectacle. The pure look of amazement was one that Bobby had never seen before.

Bobby would have normally kicked whose every butt for acting like this but, Bobby felt like he was responsible for Sammy and needed to take care of him. It wasn't Sammy's fault that he was acting like this... well it kind of was. Sighing Bobby sat back on the couch trying to think of what to do next, did he call someone? As Bobby thought about what to do next, Sammy was getting closer as he was busy examine his face. He looked so interested and amazed that Bobby couldn't help but chuckle at his actions.

"Why is your face like that?" Sammy asked.

"Cause your tripping right now."

"Tripping," Sammy said confused as if he never heard that word before.

"It means you're on drugs right now," Bobby explained.

"Oh... oh!" Sammy said suddenly shocked he pulled back and started to look around panicking.

Bobby knew from experience that when you start to panic it only makes the situation worse, and he didn't need Sammy flipping out and ruining the party for everyone else. "Calm down, Sammy. It's ok."

"I'm on drugs?!" Sammy whispered to Bobby. "Will I be ok?"

"Sammy, you just have to relax, it'll be ok. You just had a little bit of weed you'll be fine in a couple of hours," Bobby lied. He had no idea what he was on and how it was affecting him, or how long it will last. But best not to let Sammy in on that, he might have a heart attack. "Look I'm going to find Doug and then we will ride this out together, ok?"

Sammy nodded. As Bobby got up he noticed that Sammy didn't let go of his hand. "Bobby..." Sammy said, "How do I stand up?"

Bobby couldn't leave Sammy on the couch like this while he looked for Doug. There was no telling what would happen to him while he was gone. Before Sammy said anything else, Bobby picked up Sammy almost as if he weighted nothing and started to carry him. Bobby took Sammy to his room and opened his door and turned on his light. He took Sammy to his bed and laid him down on the mattress. "Stay here, I'll be right back." Sammy didn't say anything but judging on how he looked, it didn't seem like he was going anywhere.

Bobby left the room to find Doug and see if there was anything they could do. Hopefully Sammy didn't throw up in his bed while he was gone...

 

 

Rebeca watched from across the room as her boyfriend let that little bitch touch him all over like he was some kind of toy. What was worse was that Bobby didn't stop him. He didn't care that he was being fondled by that little prissy boy. Rebeca did everything she could from attacking them when Bobby picked up Sammy like he was his homecoming date and carried him off to God knows where. Furious she followed after them to give them both a piece of her mind. She watched as Bobby carried Sammy into his room, how she knew it was his room... well she was no stranger to Bobby's bedroom. As soon as Bobby closed the door Rebeca felt a heartbroken tear slide down her cheek. Bobby was cheating on her. She waited until Bobby left to confront that little whore in his bedroom. She was going to rip him to shreds.

 

 

Sammy laid on a floating cloud... or was it a mattress? He couldn't tell. In fact, he wasn't really sure where he was right now. His mind was everywhere and nowhere. It was a weird feeling but strangely he wasn't feeling scared. Sammy somehow found a way to sit up and realized he was in a room. Whose room was it? He couldn't quite put his finger on the name or the face. There was a noise like a door opening and Sammy turned to look at the door open to have three people... no it was one really blurry person. Slowly his eyes adjusted to the light and he saw that it was someone he knew, he thought.

"I knew I needed to keep an eye on you," a female voice said. "How long have you two been doing it."

Sammy was trying to say something but his tongue failed to move. What was going on? Who was she? Where were they? Sammy started to look around to see if he knew where they were.

"You just going to act like I don't exist?" The female got closer to Sammy and let out a disgusted sound, "Are you drunk already?"

Sammy wasn't sure who this person was but he didn't like the way she was talking to him. Sammy tried to say something but it only came out as a mumble of incoherent sounds. The female walked over to Sammy and said. "You might need this, slut."

Suddenly Sammy felt a small package hit him and looked down, it was a condom. Sammy took the condom and held it up so he was looking at it and the female at the same time. The female kept ranting and screaming at him. She was cussing him out and saying really rude things to him. Trying to find out who it was Sammy blinked a few times to clear up his vision. Suddenly Sammy was looking at the condom and through his drug haze he was wondering why the condom was talking to him. Just as he was wondering why the condom hated him so much the sound stopped and it was quiet. Looking up Sammy noticed the room was empty. The delusion must have stopped. Everything was back to normal.

 

 

Rebeca was shocked. No shocked wasn't the right word. What was the right word for a situation where you are a normal person and then suddenly become a condom? Amazed? Frightened? Somewhere in between? Rebeca tried to say something but found that she couldn't. Looking up at Sammy from his hands he looked just as perplexed as she was.

"Why do I have a condom?" Sammy asked out loud looking down at Rebeca. Rebeca tried to tell Sammy that it was her but he seemed completely gone, or he couldn't hear her.

So many questions were going through her mind as she tried to figure out how or why she was now in this situation. Sammy looked down at the Rebeca completely unaware of her situation. This was impossible how could she just be turned into an object in a blink of an eye. Could things get worse-

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a zipper unzipping.

Rebeca screamed as she watched Sammy lower his free hand down to his shorts that he just unzipped. She could see a slight bulge in his underwear. What the fuck was he doing? Sammy then took his free hand and started to move it under the waist band of his clothing.

Sammy let out an almost feminine sound from the pleasurable feeling he felt. Everything was feeling so amazing right now. It was like his senses were set to extreme. Just having his hand touch himself he felt like heaven. Sammy couldn't stop as the pleasure increased and his hand acted like it had a mind of its own as it explored Sammy's anatomy.

Rebeca screamed and cried as she watched Sammy's member slowly come to life. What started as a small bump was now turning into a massive mountain as it stood to attention. Sammy was making sounds that Rebeca knew all too well from giving such pleasure to Bobby. Sammy seemed to quicken his motions as he fell backwards on the bed. Closing his eyes Sammy was lost in bliss as he continued to pleasure himself. Rebeca could do nothing as she could only watch as Sammy's member grew to the point that she thought his underwear would rip. Just as Rebeca thought Sammy was reaching climax he stopped and then sat up slowly. It was then that he looked down at Rebeca and she saw a recognition light up in his eyes. He remembered her! Sammy slowly took his hand out from under his clothing and toward Rebeca.

What she thought was her savior turned out to be the opposite as Sammy took the edges of Rebeca's package and held her up in front of his eyes. Suddenly there was a tear in Rebeca's body... or package or whatever. She didn't know what it was but it hurt like she was being cut in half as the tear slowly turned to a rip and then suddenly the pain stopped and it felt like someone ripped her clothes off of her body. It didn't make sense as she now felt like she was scrunched up into a small ball of her original self.

Rebeca didn't have time to notice that Sammy already pulled out his giant monstrous beast into the open. Why did it look so large? Was it because of her size? It was enormous. To her it looked like a giant pillar or mountain as it stood at full attention. Then Sammy started to hold Rebeca by her edge of her new from. The moment she touched the tip of his penis she made a horrible discovery.

What was supposed to be originally an insult by tossing a small size condom package at Sammy soon turned into a nightmare as Rebeca found that she, the condom now, was extremely small compared to Sammy's member. It all came to her as Sammy tried to roll her side down but couldn't make it roll over the top. Sammy didn't stop trying. Suddenly Rebeca let out a cry as Sammy pulled the condom a little outwards then down and to Sammy's delight and Rebeca's horror she started to roll down the length of Sammy's cock. Finally reaching the end of where the condom could go, Sammy let go of it and felt a very very snug firm grip. It was almost painful but in a pleasurable way. Sammy shivered from the new feeling. His member twitch in response to the ecstasy it's owner was having.

Rebeca on the other hand was in complete pain. She felt like someone skewered her with a flaming redwood tree. She felt like she was being stretched to the point she swore there were holes already ripping in her skin from a too small of a condom being used. The heat from Sammy's member was scorching. The pain was overwhelming for her. Why was it turning out like this?

Before Rebeca couldn't think of a reason why. Lost in her misery, she didn't notice until it was too late when Sammy's gigantic hand came down and grabbed her and his penis and started to rub himself up and down his length. Rebeca could feel the pressure of her stretched out body being tugged up and down in order to maximize Sammy's pleasure. It was a living hell for Rebeca as she felt her body starting to heat up to a blazing heat from Sammy's body heat and friction caused by the rubbing. She felt part of her body rip somewhere but Rebeca couldn't tell through all the pain she was in to know were exactly it was. Suddenly Rebeca felt a large throbbing pulse around her. It was Sammy's cock and it was on the verge of exploding. Sammy's movements increased as he started to make pleasurable sound. There was no doubting it, he was going to cum soon. This terrified Rebeca as she knew that she wouldn't last the experience. Screaming out to Sammy one more time in hope to get his attention.

Sammy's response was to let out a gasp as he released his load.

It all happened in a few seconds but for Rebeca it lasted way longer. It was like an earthquake to Rebeca as she felt Sammy's penis start to jerk and shake. Suddenly it started to expand one last time and she could feel something traveling up from Sammy's member to the top. Immediately a violent hot gush of liquid shot of the peak of the flesh mountain and shot skyward only to be blocked by Rebeca's body. The liquid burned her body and caused her to stretch even more than she already was. The copious amount of fluid started to build up at an alarming rate. Rebeca felt her body swell and start to rip and tear. Just as Rebeca thought it was over and Sammy was done there was one last spurt coming up and rushing to escape. It came out and joined the rest of the mass of fluid and expanded her body to the breaking point. She felt her body get destroyed as Sammy's penis ripped the condom into pieces. Sammy didn't even notice as he was laying back in total bliss as his member freed itself from the trapping confines of Rebeca. The last thing Rebeca remembered experiencing was Sammy's hand giving himself a couple of more pumps before letting go and releasing a contented sigh of relief and relaxation.

 

 

Sammy opened his eyes... was he sleeping? He couldn't remember anything. Sitting up he looked down in shock as he had his penis just hanging out. Sammy quickly pulled up his shorts and underwear and looked around. Why was his member out? Was he jerking off? He couldn't remember, everything was a massive blur. How long was he out? Sammy stood up and looked around the room to notice he was somewhere he was unfamiliar with. Sammy began to head toward the door to leave when there was a knock and the door slowly opened. Sammy was scared till he saw who it was. It was Lucas! Sammy quickly rushed him and gave him a hug.

 

 

Bobby was relieved when Doug told him what to do. Apparently, Sammy should be fine, he just was going to be tripping hard and for a while. Bobby decided to bring Sammy some water, hopefully that might help, and a bucket just in case. Bobby knocked on the door and entered his room. As soon as Bobby turned around after closing the door he was assaulted by Sammy hugging him.

"I missed you," Sammy said still hugging him.

"Umm," Bobby said very uncomfortable with this form of affection from Sammy. "I wasn't gone too long. Here I got you some water and a bucket just in case." Bobby said handing them to Sammy.

"That's why I love you so much," Sammy said accepting the items.

"LOVE?" Bobby repeated shocked from what he just heard.

Bobby could tell that Sammy was mustarding up all his courage as he started to confess to him, "I-I've always had a thing for you. I just didn't know what to say or how to tell you. I love how you treat me and how you make me feel special all the time."

"That's cool and all..." Bobby said trying to back pedal away from this situation. "But I have a girlfriend," Bobby said trying to let him know and let him down easy.

"I know," Sammy said looking ashamed by his confession. "I just feel like that we aren't as close as we used to be," Sammy said sounding hurt.

"We were close," Bobby asked confused. Sammy seemed devastated by that remark. Heartbroken he sat down the bed and let those words sink in. "I mean," Bobby said trying to comfort Sammy. "I never noticed how close we were. But Sammy you know I have a girlfriend, right? I don't think-"

"I know," Sammy said trying his best to not cry now. "I feel horrible telling you this. I know that you two are together and all, but I can't stop from feeling like this. I just... I wish I could have told you how I felt before you meet her." Bobby let that sink in as he listened to Sammy open up like this. "I just wish she wasn't so nice, then I wouldn't feel so guilty about having these kinds of feelings about your relationship..."

Bobby let out a scoff, "She isn't that nice." Sammy looked up at Bobby confused at his remark. "She's rude most of the time when no one is around. She gets extremely jealous over petty things. I mean she's a different person in private then in public. I mean she's nice sometimes but she drives me insane. Heck I don't even know why I'm dating her."

Sammy was shocked, he never realized this. "So are you thinking of ..."

"Breaking up?" There was a pause as Bobby thought about it. "Yeah... maybe."

There was a long pause in the air.

"Ummm," Sammy said finally breaking the silence. "I know this is kind of soon but..." Sammy couldn't look up at Bobby. "Do you... want... to ..." Sammy didn't finish the sentence.

"I... never thought about it," Bobby said being honest. He turned to notice Sammy looking at him with pleading eyes for his response. Suddenly Bobby realized that maybe this wasn't the best time to talk to Sammy about, especially while he was tripping. "Sammy, I think we should talk about this some other time," Bobby said starting to get up.

"No," Sammy said grabbing his arm. "I need to know, please. I don't care if it's a yes or no, but please I need to know," The puppy dog eyes that Sammy was giving him broke Bobby's heart as he looked down at him. He was begging for his response. He knew that if he didn't give him a response it would tear him apart.

Bobby got up and started to step outside and let things cool down. Just as he was about to leave he did the mistake of looking Sammy in the eyes one more time. With puppy dog eyes, Sammy said, "Please..."

All of Bobby's resolve melted with that one look.

Before Sammy could react, Bobby went in for a kiss. Sammy was so surprised that he fell back down on the bed with Bobby on top of him giving him possible the hottest kiss ever. Bobby felt Sammy melt and let out one of the sexiest moans he ever heard in his life. After what Bobby thought to be an hour of kissing he pulled back, "Does that answer your question?"

Sammy gave him a cute smile. "Can I get that answer again?"

Bobby obliged the request as he went in for another strike. As they were kissing Bobby felt Sammy start to use his hand to explore his body. Bobby pulled away from Sammy's mouth. "Maybe we should slow down," Bobby said as he realized how caught up in the moment he was.

"No, please don't stop," Sammy told him.

"Sammy-"

"Please," He begged with that look again.

Damn it.

Bobby melted from that look. For whatever reason, it just happened to be Bobby's kryptonite. Fuck it, Bobby thought as he went back to kissing Sammy...

 

 

Rebeca started to wake up. She must have passed out from being...

A CONDOM!

The thought immediately woke up Rebeca but found that she was in pitch black and in a confined space. She could hear muffled sounds. Something like kissing? Where was she? Rebeca had no idea what was going on. Then to her frightened surprise she felt a weird feeling, a sudden large heart beat like pulse that made her move. She felt like she was growing in size... Suddenly she collided with a fabric and felt the resistance. What the hell was going on?

It didn't add to her fear and confusion when she felt a large object push into her from above and press her back down. This only seemed to stir whatever mysterious force that was acting like a pump as she seemed to grow larger again.

Rebeca tried to move but found she couldn't. She didn't even try to make a sound, she figured she wouldn't be able to either. She could do nothing but wait as she listened to whoever it was that was making out. As Rebeca started to grow even large to the point that she swore her body would break from being too compressed, there was a zipping noise and a dim light shone around her. The pressure on her was relaxed a little. Then the final layer of her prison was shredded as a bright light blinded her for a few seconds. What she saw next was unfathomable.

Rebeca let out a silent scream when she saw her massive boyfriend towering over her making out with Sammy. Not only that but she saw that Sammy was naked. As she continued to silently scream she followed the path of bare skin all the way down to past Sammy's stomach to his waist line and between his hips and right to where she was. She was his penis...

WHY?!

She was Sammy's dick! Her body was now the length of his Johnson, her head was obviously the head. No this had to be a dream, a really fucked up dream. Someone must have drugged her with something. There was no way this was happening.

Her disbelief was broken when she saw her boyfriend hand reach down toward her. She felt the hot warmth of his hand envelope her. Slowly and gently he started move up and down Rebeca's length. She couldn't believe what was happening as that familiar heart beat increased her to her maximum size. She felt Bobby give her a firmer jerk causing both her and Sammy to moan.

Through all the questions and feeling of betrayal and hate she felt an enormous and overwhelming feeling of lust and sexual desire. It was building up like a dam about to break. It was so close that she actually was anticipating it.

"Wait," Sammy panted on the edge of his limits. "Not yet."

To Rebeca's disappointment, Bobby listened, as he let go of Sammy. With a lustful face, Sammy leaned up and whispered something into Bobby's ear that made his eyes widen and look stunned. Rebeca couldn't help but notice Bobby's own member locked up in his pants, jump up from whatever Sammy told him.

"You sure," Bobby asked.

Sammy nodded and gave him a puppy dog look, "Please."

Bobby gave him a deep kiss that made Rebeca throb again. Then suddenly Rebeca's world did a 90 degree spin as Sammy was turned over to his side. Rebeca couldn't see anything as she was facing a wall. Suddenly she heard another zipper unzip. No...

Rebeca heard Bobby whisper, "Relax."

Both Rebeca and Sammy let out a tense breath and relaxed.

Rebeca couldn't feel the insertion and could only hear Sammy let out a cry of pleasure. That was until she felt Bobby hit home and touch that special spot Rebeca could feel deep inside Sammy. She cried out as she felt something she never felt before. It was amazing...

When Bobby pulled back she all but cried, until she felt him return with a little more force. She couldn't stop herself from starting to drool as Bobby slowly pleasured Sammy from behind. Rebeca could see the look of bliss on Sammy's face. It was the same face she made whenever Bobby fucked her. Sammy bite his lip as Rebeca felt a swelling deep down inside her... or below her... or somewhere. She felt her drool slowly increase into almost a steady flow. She tried to stop but couldn't, and with Bobby speeding up slowly it wasn't helping with each stroke more and more of her saliva was oozing out of her mouth.

"Faster," Sammy gasped.

Suddenly Sammy and Rebeca let out a cry at the same time as Bobby spun them up on top of him so that Sammy was laying on top of Bobby and Rebeca was aiming up to the ceiling. Immediately Rebeca felt the speed intensify as Bobby did his signature fucking. Rebeca remember this was where Bobby shined. Sammy cried out in unison with Rebeca as the felt Bobby plow them from below.

Sammy let out a moan, "I'm so close." Sammy said between moans and gasps. Rebeca then felt something odd from the experience. She knew that if Sammy did cum, then she would disappear. It was something instinctual. She just knew that if Sammy climaxed it would end her life.

She didn't care. In fact, it seemed like she was looking forward to it.

"DO IT," Rebeca screamed as all three of them reached their climax.

Bobby took his hand and grabbed Rebeca and started to jerk her up and down to the same pace of his fucking. This tipped her and Sammy over. Rebeca felt a surge of hot liquid goo start to rush up her body and eject from her mouth like she was throwing up. A large glob of white goo shot out and into the air. At the same time, she could feel Bobby cumming too and felt an equal amount of hot liquid shoot out and warm her up from deep down. They were all in perfect sync as Rebeca threw up a load, Bobby deposited another almost as if to replace the missing fluids that Rebeca was losing. While climaxing Rebeca felt a part of her get swallowed up by an abyss as each pulse brought her closer and closer to the massive emptiness in a euphoric way. This was it. She was slowly disappearing. Finally, the last little dribble left her mouth and oozed down her length as she left for good...

 

 

Bobby felt Sammy shudder at the same time he did. They both reached climax at the same time. He enjoyed the feeling of having Sammy wither on top of him as he held him close and in hand. He could see as Sammy's seed fell down on top of Sammy and pool up on his stomach. When he and Sammy were both done he was amazed at the amount that they both had released.

"That was amazing," Bobby said with his eyes closed in complete bliss. Never had he enjoyed sex like that. Bobby opened his eyes to look at Sammy's face and noticed he passed out. Not sure what to do now, Bobby slowly rolled Sammy to the side and reached for the tissues he had next to the bed. While Sammy was asleep he cleaned Sammy up from the mess they made and threw away the dirty tissues. Bobby looked at the clock and looked shocked. It was past 2 and realized that the sound outside died down a while ago. The party was over and he missed out on the fun.

Looking down at Sammy, Bobby smiled, well that wasn't true. Getting back into bed, Bobby was thinking about how Rebeca was going to chew him out and kick his ass. Suddenly Bobby felt Sammy snuggle up against him and looked down at him. Bobby couldn't help but smile, "Totally worth it..."

Sammy felt a warm body behind him. His memories slowly came back to him while he laid there comfortable in bed. Smiling he rolled over and into the arms of his lover.

"I love you Lucas," Sammy said opening his eyes to the familiar face of his best friend and lover.

However, what he saw was not Lucas, it was someone else.

"Lucas?" Bobby asked looking just as confused as Sammy was.

"Bobby? Wait where's Lucas?"

Bobby looked bewildered, "Why would Lucas be in my room?"

"But... Oh God..." Sammy said sitting up as he realized what this meant. "Oh God," Sammy said over and over again. He covered his face as he ran last night's memories over in his head. He swore he confessed to Lucas and they made love.

"Wait, did you think I was Lucas," Bobby asked sitting up trying to follow Sammy's train of thought. Sammy turned to look at Bobby and the look on his face of both shame and regret told him everything. "Oh..."

Both Bobby and Sammy stayed silent for a very long time.

Finally, Bobby said something, "Sorry. I.. I thought," Bobby paused then said, "... so what you said last night was all about Lucas and how you feel towards him?"

Sammy looked up at Bobby with pleading eyes, "Please. You can't say anything to him! I-I-I... you can't ok? He can't know how I feel about him! Please, don't tell anyone" Sammy begged.

"Uh, yeah. Don't worry about it," Bobby said trying not to look how he felt.

Sammy was completely embarrassed. His mind was still reeling as the events of last night kept replaying, only now Sammy knew that it wasn't Lucas that he made love with, it was someone else. "I got to get home," Sammy said as he quickly he grabbed his clothes and started to head out the room.

"Wait," Bobby said stopping him.

Sammy turned to look at Bobby who was still in bed.

"I..." there was a long pause. "Why don't you get dressed, I can drive you home."

Sammy looked back at Bobby. "Thanks," He said.

Bobby got out of bed. Immediately Sammy face grew red at the sight of him as he turned away trying not to look at him.

It took Bobby a few seconds to realize why Sammy was embarrassed, "Oh... yeah let me just," Bobby said as he grabbed some clothes and quickly left the room to get dressed somewhere else.

This gave Sammy some time to think things over after he got dressed. Sammy covered his face as he tried to figure out this entire disaster of a situation. It wasn't long before Bobby knocked on the door, "You ready?"

"Yeah," Sammy said trying to do his best not to sound so shameful.

 

 

 

Sammy made it home just before his mom woke up. Luckily, she wasn't a morning person on the weekends. Sammy snuck up to his room and closed the door. As soon as Sammy got in his room he couldn't help but break down as the full weight of what happened last night hit him. He had sex with Bobby. Not just that but he revealed his deepest darkest secret to him.

What if he told Lucas?

Oh God!

Sammy literally crawled into bed and felt like dying or disappearing from the world. How could this have happened? Sammy traced the events of last night and only remember eating some snacks then... things started to get fuzzy. He remembered Bobby talking to him and his face was changing shapes then something about laying in a bedroom. Then Lucas showing up and him confessing his feelings for him and having sex...

But it wasn't Lucas! How could he have misjudged who it was? It wasn't like Bobby looked like Lucas. Sammy couldn't help but run through the conversation that they had. Wait... did Bobby ... like him?

Sammy couldn't help but turn red in embarrassment and clutch one of his pillows as he came to that conclusion. Bobby did kiss him... and other things. No, it had to be a prank... right? Did Bobby really like him? Then a thought went through Sammy's head.

Do I like Bobby?

NO! Sammy loved Lucas, the only reason he did anything last night was because he thought that it was Lucas not Bobby. Right...?

Sammy was so confused and embarrassed from everything that happened he didn't realize how tired he was from last night. It was around 8am and Sammy didn't get a lot of sleep last night. It wasn't long before all the worrying and questions tired out Sammy and fell asleep in his bed.

 

 

 

Sammy woke up in his bed. As he recalled the events last night he thought it was all just a dream or something, until he sat up in bed. His bottom told him another story. It all happened. Sammy couldn't help but pull a pillow close and squeeze it until all his embarrassment was gone. What should he do? Should he try and talk with Bobby about last night? Did he act like it never happened?

Those questions ran through his head until his stomach told him it was time to eat. Sammy got up and headed down stairs where his mom was making lunch. Sammy had slept till noon. Sammy said good morning to his mom and took his seat at the table. He regretted sitting his butt down so hard.

"You ok," His mom asked as she set the plate with a sandwich down in front of him.

"Yeah," He said trying to not let her know the truth.

"That must have been some party last night. I was going to wait up for you but it was getting late."

"Umm about last night mom," Sammy said trying to think how much to tell her.

"Yes?"

"I... Bobby... Bobby's dad wasn't there," Sammy blurted out.

"What? I thought..."

"I didn't know he wasn't going to be there mom I swear," Sammy said blurting the truth out but not the one he the actual truth he wanted to talk about.

"Was everything ok," Sammy's mom asked concerned at the sound of his voice.

"Umm, well the party lasted till... this morning," Sammy said under his breath.

He could tell that his mother was upset but she just hugged Sammy, "I'm just glad you made it home."

"I know, I didn't mean to stay out so late, I just didn't know what time it was until ... you know."

Sammy's mom took a seat and looked at him, "What am I going to do with you?"

"Love me?"

Sammy's mom laughed as she ate her sandwich. Sammy started to eat but found that he didn't have much of an appetite. The truth he told his mom wasn't the one he wanted to talk about. Could he tell his mom about ... Bobby? No, it was something he would have to keep a secret.

 

 

 

It was Monday morning again and Sammy dreaded the ride to School. What if he ran into Bobby? What if he told Lucas about him and his feelings and everything? What if...

A million situations ran through Sammy's head as the buss doors opened up and he went into the school. He headed toward his locker and started to get his school supplies. Lost in thought he didn't even notice Tiffany and Lucas show up.

"Sammy," Lucas called his name right behind him making him jump up.

"Lucas? Oh, hey... I didn't see you there..." Sammy trying to laugh off the fright that he gave him.

"Really," Tiffany asked, "We've been standing here for like a minute."

"Oh, yeah? I didn't notice," Sammy said gathering up his books he dropped.

"You seem jumpier than usual," Tiffany said. "Did anything happen at Bobby's party.

Sammy's stomach jumped at the mention of the party.

"Bobby told me everything about you Sammy," Lucas said staring right at Sammy. Sammy's heart dropped to his stomach, which then dropped to his gut, which proceeded to drop to his feet. Complete dread washed over him. Sammy was about to say something when Lucas continued. "He told me you ate too many sweets and passed out," Lucas said laughing. "Man, you really need to watch out for that stuff."

Sammy never felt more relived in his life. Bobby didn't tell Lucas anything about his feelings for him or what they did.

Sammy let out a relieve laugh, "You know I have a sweet tooth."

"Yeah, but come on, 3 plates worth of sweets?"

"Wow," Tiffany said shocked. "I'm surprised you didn't die from that much sugar."

Lucas laughed, "Yeah, your lucky Bobby let you sleep it off in his room."

"Yeah," Sammy said remembering the night spent in Bobby's room.

"So, I was wondering, because Jessica brought it up the other day, did you want to join us to go watch a movie this Saturday?"

"Sure," Sammy said feeling excitement about going to a movie with Lucas.

"Cool, Jessica told me how she's a horror movie fanatic so I thought we could all go see the new release of Camp Blood."

Sammy almost jumped again at the mention of one of the scary film itself. Sammy was about to tell Lucas he wouldn't be able to go, due to how scared he was but... this was like a date with Lucas right? Swallowing his fear, Sammy did his best to act excited for the film.

 

 

 

Everything was going great and was normal that was until the end of school. Sammy was packing up his things at his locker was about to leave. He jumped at the unexpected voice behind him.

"Can we talk," Bobby asked.

"Bobby? Umm, Hi."

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that."

"No, I just... I wasn't expecting to see you..."

"Oh," Bobby said seeming a little disappointed in what he heard.

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I ... just didn't think you would talk to me after.... You know."

"Oh, right," Bobby replied again seeming to realize his mistake in what Sammy meant in his words.

Sammy than smiled at Bobby. "Thanks for not telling Lucas anything."

Bobby looked at Sammy's smiling face and felt his entire day seem to brighten up. "Of course. I would never do something like that."

"So, you needed to talk?"

"Ummm," Bobby said now seeming a little embarrassed right now. "Yeah, I ... I was wondering ... are you doing anything this weekend," He asked trying his best not to seem as embarrassed as he was now.

"Yeah, Jessica, Tiffany, and Lucas invited me to the movies," Sammy told him. "Why?"

"Oh, nothing," Bobby told him trying not to look disappointed. "I just-I just thought you know, maybe we could hangout or something but you're doing something and I forgot have something to do that day anyway. Oh, shoot, I forgot I have practice now and need to get going," Bobby said quickly feigning a laugh, he turned and left quickly.

Sammy looked confused at what just happened, was Bobby asking him out?

 

 

 

The next couple of days, were like any other typical school day for Sammy. He went to school learned, and headed home. He never saw Bobby again that week he only heard rumors that were spreading. Bad rumors. Word was spreading that Bobby broke up with Rebeca, but that wasn't the bad part of the rumors. Rebeca was missing. The rumors said that the break up caused Rebeca to go suicidal and that's why she was missing. Other's rumors were saying she was another victim, but the worst rumor that Sammy heard was that Bobby was the killer. Bobby was using the break as an excuse as to why Rebeca isn't coming to school so he could get away with killing her. Things turned from bad to worse for Bobby when the cops came in and questioned him during school. After that everyone was acting like he was the culprit. Sammy felt horrible because he and Bobby were the only ones that knew that this was all just coincidental. Bobby was going to break up with Rebeca anyway and she just happen to be missing.

The cops finished question Bobby on Wednesday and the next day the entire school turned on Bobby like he was guilty. Sammy felt horrible for Bobby. He did his best to try and comfort Bobby but he couldn't find him at all on Thursday. It wasn't until Friday that Sammy was able to talk to Bobby. He was waiting outside the locker room where Bobby was changing for practice. But as players were leaving, Sammy didn't see Bobby as one of them. Worried Sammy went into the locker room and spotted Bobby by himself changed, but looking down at the ground very depressed.

"Bobby?"

Bobby looked up shocked to see Sammy, "What are you doing here?"

"I... I came to see how you're doing. Are you ok?"

"I... yeah, thanks. I'm just getting ready for practice."

Sammy knew that wasn't true. "I heard about Rebeca."

Bobby looked at Sammy wondering if he too was going to be afraid of him or worse insult him like the rest of the school. But he saw a side of Sammy that he didn't notice till now, how carrying he was toward others.

"Are you doing ok," Sammy asked again.

"No," Bobby said letting his true feelings show. "I feel horrible. The cops talked to me. They couldn't find her after the party and think she's another victim. I keep thinking back to that night and thinking what I could done to save her. If I didn't leave her at the party and stayed by her side she might still be here." Bobby said sounding torn up inside. "What's worse is that some of the cops suspect me of hurting her. I told them I would never do such a thing, but they don't believe me. It doesn't help that everyone last saw Rebeca with me before she disappeared. Now I'm being suspected of being the mysterious kidnapper."

"But you didn't do it. You were with me..." Sammy said trying not to blush.

"I know but, no one else knows that."

"You didn't tell the cops," Sammy asked.

Bobby shook his head. "I figured... you didn't want anyone to know."

Sammy was shocked, "But you're being investigated. If you told them that they wouldn't suspect you anymore."

"You told me not to tell anyone, and I won't," Bobby told Sammy. Bobby stood up off the locker room bench, "Besides we both know I didn't do it. That's good enough for me."

"Bobby," Sammy said touched. He went over and hugged Bobby who wasn't expecting it. "I won't let them," Sammy whispered.

"What," Bobby asked.

"I said I won't let them take you away. I'll tell the cops the truth. I'll let them know that you were with me the whole night. Then they won't be able to accuse you."

"Sammy..."

Sammy looked determined, "I mean it. I won't let them hurt you anymore."

Smiling Bobby couldn't stop from going in and kissing Sammy. Sammy melted from the sudden and unexpected kiss. Bobby pulled back after a few seconds of locking lips. "Thanks for cheering me up," Bobby said smiling. With that Bobby headed out of the locker room to catch up with the team before practice started, leaving Sammy still stunned from the experience.

It took Sammy a while before he could move again from the shock. He should be upset that Bobby kissed him so suddenly, but he couldn't help but enjoy it a little. Besides, Sammy did his job, he helped Bobby cheer up.

 

 

 

Sammy woke up Saturday morning. In a few hours Sammy was going to meet everyone at the movies. Getting up and out of bed, Sammy smelled something delicious. Bacon and eggs. Heading down stairs he greeted his mom who was busy reading the paper.

Sammy's mom looked and smiled at him, "Made breakfast."

"Thanks," Sammy said taking a seat next to his mom. As Sammy sat down and started to think about the past week and everything that had been happening recently. Especially how he felt about Bobby. Finally, Sammy decided to get someone else's opinion, "Umm, Mom."

"Yes," She replied still reading.

"I... last weekend I met someone..."

Sammy saw his mom's reaction. She immediately put the paper down and did her best not to look as excited as she was, "Oh, did you?" He could see the delight in her eyes. "Did my little Sammy meet someone he likes," she said teasingly.

Sammy couldn't help but blush a little as he looked down, "Mom..."

"Oh sorry," She said trying to reel back her excitement. "Go on."

Sammy thought about how to get his mother's advice on the topic. "I... I'm not even sure if I like him but-" Sammy blurted out but suddenly froze as he realized what he just said. Sammy's face grew red in embarrassment as he let the word slip out.

"Him?" Sammy's mom asked looking a little confused. Sammy just looked up at his mom expecting her to judge him, or to be ashamed of him. Yet, he only saw his mother's loving smile beam at him as she encouraged him to continue, "Go on..." In that moment Sammy couldn't help but love his mother for being who she was. He felt like a jerk for even thinking that his mother would be anything but loving toward him.

"Well," Sammy continued. "He sort of confessed to me about how he felt. But I never thought about him like that... so I'm not sure if I like him like that."

"Hmm," His mom said. "Well, that's what dating is for. To see if you have the same kind of feelings."

Sammy thought about it, but he never considered that. Then he thought about letting his mom know about the other situation, "But... what if I like... someone else?"

"Oh," His mom replied. "There's someone else?"

Sammy tried not to look so embarrassed about confessing all this to his mother. He nodded.

"Do they know how you feel?" Sammy shook his head no. "Why not talk to them?"

"Because... I like being friends with him..."

It took Sammy's mom a few seconds before recognition hit her face and she knew who he was talking about. "Oh... oh, I see now. You're afraid that your relationship with him will end if you confront him?" Sammy nodded in silence still feeling completely embarrassed about this whole conversation that he started. "Do you really think he would do that to you?"

"No, I mean... I hope not..."

Sammy felt his mother's loving hand set on his hand. "I'll always be here for you. So, if it does end up being as bad or worse, I'll be here to comfort you... with your favorite chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and your favorite movies to cheer you up."

"Thanks mom," Sammy said smiling and feeling 100 times better now that he had confine in his mother. She always knew how to make him feel. Not feeling as troubled as before, Sammy quickly ate his food and got ready for to leave for the movies. Jessica was coming to pick him up on her way to the movies. It didn't take long before Sammy heard the doorbell.

"I'm leaving mom," Sammy told her.

"Have fun, and be careful," She called after him.

Jessica was waiting outside for Sammy. "You ready?"

"Yep," Sammy said as closed the door.

"Alright let's go," Jessica said as they headed off to the movies.

 

 

 

Sammy and Jessica met Lucas and Tiffany waiting at the movies with tickets already for them.

"Come on we still need to get the food," Lucas called to them to hurry up before the movie started.

"We have plenty of time," Tiffany remarked.

"But we might miss the trailers," Lucas complained.

Jessica walked up to Lucas and said in a deep scary voice like from the announcer in the trailer asked, "Are you ready to see some blooooood?"

"Camp blooood," Lucas replied finishing the trailer showing as much excitement for the film.

Both Jessica and Lucas kept yelling the word blood in funny voices and talking about the characters that were showing screaming in the trailer. Meanwhile both Sammy and Tiffany were standing on the side completely out of the conversation.

Tiffany looked to Sammy, "I'm glad I'm not the only one lost. Sammy, you want to get some popcorn?"

"You mean Bloodcorn," Lucas asked. Everyone looked at him with an 'are you serious look'. "What?"

"Yeah, no, not funny," Tiffany said. "Come on Sammy, let's get some food." Sammy and Tiffany left Lucas and Jessica to talk about what horror films they enjoy the most. After grabbing their food, they all started to head toward their seats. As they were getting closer to the movie, Tiffany quickly said something. "I'll meet you all in there I'm going to the bathroom."

"You mind if I join you," Jessica asked.

"Sure," Tiffany said. Both Tiffany and Jessica headed toward the bathroom.

"I guess we'll find the seats then," Lucas called out to them.

Sammy and Lucas headed into the theater and looked around and found it empty. Lucas went up the stairs to a row of seats and took a seat. "Come on," Lucas called Sammy over as he took his seat next to Lucas. As Sammy got comfortable he held the tub of popcorn up for Lucas. "Thanks," he said as he grabbed a handful and started to munch on it while they waited for the film to start.

Sammy looked down at the popcorn and realized they already ate almost half of the tub, "Do you think we should get more?"

"Give me a minute, I'll be right back," Lucas told him.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, just save our seats," Lucas told him.

Sammy looked around, "I'll make sure no one steals them, count on me," Sammy joked as Lucas left the theater leaving Sammy by himself.

It didn't take long before Sammy heard two people coming. Thinking they were Jessica and Tiffany, Sammy stood up and started to wave at the entrance to get their attention only to find it was two completely different people. They were two boys a little older than Sammy.

"Oh, sorry I thought you were someone else," Sammy said embarrassed.

They didn't say anything to Sammy, as they walked past his row and sat behind him. Sammy took his seat and waited for everyone to show up. After a few minutes of waiting Sammy felt a little uncomfortable as he could hear the two behind him talking about girls. Then suddenly he heard the name Jessica come up.

"Brandon, I'm telling you she has a nice ass."

"Dude, she a bitch, did you hear about how she is with some dorky kid name Bambi or something. Right after her boyfriend disappeared, she hooked up with him. Shit, I bet she is blowing him right now."

"Hahaha, no way."

"Mike, I'm telling you, she jumped so fast on his dick that they say he's got burn marks on his penis."

"HA," Brandon laughed.

Unable to listen to them insult Jessica like that, Sammy stood up. "Hey, Jessica isn't like that. Please stop making fun of her."

Both of the teens looked at Sammy like he was some kind of wart they found on their face.

"Who the fuck are you," Mike asked.

"I'm- "

"Shut the fuck up we don't care," Brandon said as he tossed a piece of popcorn right in Sammy's face. Sammy flinched as it hit him on the nose.

"Nice shot," Mike congratulated Brandon as he picked up a piece of popcorn and threw it, hitting Sammy in the chin.

"You got to aim higher than that," Brandon said as he tossed another piece of food at Sammy. Humiliated, Sammy sat down trying to ignore the two teens. Sadly, they didn't leave him alone. Sammy felt the piece of food pelt down on him. The popcorn continued to bounce off his head as they continued to toss piece of food at him.

"Oh! Nice shot," Sammy heard as another piece hit him on the head. "Watch this," he heard as another piece hit the back of his head and down his shirt.

Sammy did everything from not crying at their abuse.

"Do something," one of them said as he threw another kernel to land on his head. Sammy brushed it off his head and did his best not to show how much they were getting to him. "This is boring," Mike said. "Should we leave?"

Sammy looked down at his half of a tube of popcorn. He was so upset that he wished he could show them. Like throw his bucket of popcorn, or maybe throw some at them. Heck he would show them if he wasn't so insignificant compared to them.

Sammy closed his eyes and wished they would leave like Mike was saying. Sammy anticipated another piece of popcorn to hit him on the head, he closed his eyes and waited for it to happen. There were none. Slowly he opened his eyes expecting them to hit him with another piece of popcorn. None fell from the sky. Slowly Sammy looked behind him and saw that no one was there...

Where did they go? Did they leave? Sammy's thoughts were interrupted when he heard Lucas, Tiffany, and Jessica talking as they entered the theater.

"Can you give it a rest, geez you guys are like horror nerds," Tiffany said sounding annoyed.

"Oh, come on," Lucas pleaded, "How can't you love Chainsaw 3? It was the best one of the series."

"What? The first was the best. It was so original and the characters..." Jessica said trying to persuade Lucas.

Sammy felt relieved that his friends were here. The two mean teens might be back later, but with Lucas here, Sammy felt safer.

Sammy waved them over as his friend headed up toward him. Lucas took his seat next to Sammy's right and Jessica to his left and Tiffany on Lucas' right. Just as they sat down, the movie started to play and the theater started to dim...

 

 

 

Mike one second was going to throw one more piece of popcorn at that little twerp in front of him when all of the sudden the theater disappeared and was surrounded by white and yellow fluffy cloud like objects.

Where the hell was he? Suddenly there was an earthquake and Mike was able to see something above him...

Mike screamed as he saw a giant face hover above him. Not only that he noticed that he was in a large tunnel... no not a tunnel but a container. The large face that was hovering above him looked familiar. Suddenly he realized where he was and cried out again. He was in a half-eaten popcorn tub. Trying to possible run away, Mike tried to move but he couldn't. Then it dawned on him... he didn't really have a body anymore. He was just like everything around him. Paniced, he looked around the best he could hoping to find some kind of clue or something to help him get out of here... suddenly he noticed one popcorn kernel about 10 feet away from him, give off a soft blue glow to it.

"Brandon?" He asked out loud.

"Mike," Was a ghostly reply.

"The fuck man," Mike screamed.

"I don't know... where, no what the fuck is going on!?"

As if to answer the question they saw an enormous feminine hand reach into their world and toward them. Both, Brandon and Mike screamed as they watched the enormous hand dive into the sea of white and yellow fluffy popcorn and squeeze a handful of food and extract it from the rest. They couldn't help but watch as the hand left the tub of food and headed toward the enormous face. The hand mercilessly shoved the food into the mouth of the girl, Jessica, as she devoured the small morsel of a meal.

"Oh, my, fucking, god, what the fuck," Mike cried wondering what was happening. Almost as if to answer his question another hand, a different one form before, reached into the tub that held both Mike and Brandon, and scooped up a handful of popcorn. Mike let out a cry as he was displaced from where he was and fell toward the area the hand just extracted the food from, filling in the empty space that was left.

"Fucking stop!" Screamed Brandon as Mike watched him try and move. He could see him wiggle just an inch but only compared to his size, to everyone else looking they wouldn't have seen it. As hard as he tried he couldn't move very far from where he was. Suddenly the female hand from before came back for more. She was heading toward Brandon. Brandon let out a horrified cry for help as the hand acted like one of those cranes from those arcade crane games and scooped him and his surroundings up in the air. Brandon tried to break free but was trapped between the flesh of Jessica's hand and the rest of the popcorn around him. Brandon was pulled out of the tub and headed toward his doom. Some kind of miracle must have occurred because Mike watched as Brandon suddenly fell from the girls' hand and slammed into the rest of the popcorn below.

"Are you ok," Mike asked his friend.

"Oh God," Brandon said in his yellow and white form, "We're going to die, aren't we?"

Mike thought about it for a second, "Are we even alive now?" Mike asked. They were piece of food right now.

 

 

 

"Oh shit!" Brandon screamed as he looked up. "Not again," Another hand came down into the bucket off popcorn. Brandon could do nothing as he was scooped up and started to travel out of the death trap that he was in. "I'm a fucking person," He screamed as he slowly approached the face of his executioner. Brandon looked upon the face and realized it look familiar. It belonged to the kid they were teasing before. "No, please we didn't mean it!" Brandon cried as the hand moved him closer to the unaware face. The mouth of the kid opened up and Brandon couldn't help but see the rest of the food he tossed into his mouth. There were popcorn kernels stuck in his teeth as saliva fell from the top of his mouth. Brand screamed one last time, "DON'T," but the kid didn't care as he tossed the handful of food into his mouth. Suddenly Brand felt his fluffy body get assaulted by the sticky and slimy fluid in the mouth. The liquid seeped into his being as he felt his own body start to turn to mush and goo. Brandon cried out as his own skin started to boil and fizz away into nothingness. The saliva was working its magic on Brandon. Brandon tried to move but it didn't' help as his entire being started to become mush. Suddenly he was moved quite quickly from his spot. The teen that was trying to eat him opened his mouth for less than a second and allowed light in. Brandon could see his surroundings and saw how lucky he was. All the other piece of popcorn were demolished and obliterated. They were sloshy piece of gooey food that were being pushed toward the kids mashing teeth that were waiting for his arrival. Finally, it was his turn as he was set on top of one of those behemoths to await his doom. Brandon didn't have to wait long as the teeth did what they were meant to do. It was over in a flash, he felt his body get smashed and everything stopped...

 

 

 

Mike watched as his best friend disappeared into the mouth of a stranger. Mike tried to call out to Brandon but he didn't get a reply. Brandon was gone.

Mike forgot about his own plight as a hand dived into the bucket again and scooped up more of his fellow popcorn beings. Mike took a look around and noticed that the level of popcorn was dwindling fast. They were probably just a couple of handfuls left for consumption. Meanwhile the hunger of the giants outside of his prison seemed to slow down. The rate of the godly hands slowed down from scooping to picking up a few pieces at a time. Finally, it seemed like their hunger was sated, for neither of the hands returned to select another piece of popcorn for food. Mike was still on edge even though it seemed the danger was gone. He just watched his best friend get devoured by whoever it was that wouldn't stop stuffing their fat faces. How could two people consume so much food?

"You want the last bit," Jessica asked Sammy.

"You sure," Sammy replied.

"Yeah, I'm stuffed," Jessica said patting her stomach.

"Me too," Sammy said letting out a satisfied sigh.

"But..." Sammy said looking down at the last bit of food. Mike looked up in horror as Sammy eyed him like he knew that it was him, "I don't want any of it to go to waste..."

 

 

 

Sammy looked up back at the movie screen as he didn't even have to look at where the popcorn was now, and slowly reached into the bucket for the last scraps of food. Mike did everything he could to try and wiggle away but it wasn't happening. Sammy's enormous fingers opened up and grabbed Mike and the last handful of popcorn and slowly brought them out into the world and toward his mouth. Mike could see that Sammy wasn't even paying attention to him as he was too enticed with what was going on behind Mike. Mike couldn't believe it, this was the end for him. The gigantic mouth didn't open until the last second. The mouth slowly opened and Mike could see the pillars of teeth that lined the inside of Sammy's mouth. Sammy seemed to be taking his time as he shoved the last of the remaining popcorn into his face. Mike was assaulted by the intense heat and smell of butter and slimy saliva that coated everything in the mouth. Mike watched as Sammy slowly closed his mouth still too absorbed into the film to pay him any mind. The light from the screen that let Mike see what was going on slowly dimmed due to Sammy closing his mouth. Pieces of popcorn were already turning to mush or were caught under Sammy's teeth. They were slowly being pulverized as Mike heard them creaking and popping from the pressure being slowly applied to them. Mike was in the center of Sammy's mouth as all the saliva was slowly building up and washing the remains of his fellow food toward him into a big heaping pile of slush. Mike felt his body oozing off himself and joining his fellow mushy friends. Sammy finally closed his mouth and Mike felt the tongue under him deposit him on one of the teeth to be crushed into oblivion. Mike closed his eyes waiting for the crushing pain to being.

It all happened in a blink of an eye.

There was a terrifying moment on the screen which to Sammy's horror made him jump. This caused him to swallow everything in his mouth, chewed up or not, in Mike's cause unchewed. Sammy quickly gulped down the mouthful of food doing his best not to choke.

Mike felt his entire world shift as he was forced down the throat in a large rush of sloppy remains of popcorn sludge...

 

 

 

Sammy let out a mouthful screech as the killer on the screen popped out of nowhere. He had to swallow so he didn't choke on his food. On pure instinct, he reached out with both hands to find something to grab. On his left side, he grabbed Jessica's hand and the hand closest to him on his right... Lucas'. Sammy didn't even think about it as he held onto both their hands throughout the whole scene that kept scaring him until it finally ended. It wasn't until he settled down that he noticed who he was holding onto.

"Sorry," Sammy said letting go of both their hands. Sammy's heart was beating so fast, but not just because of the movie. He hoped that Lucas couldn't see how red his face was right now. Trying to calm down, Sammy reached into the popcorn bucket out of habit only to find that it was empty. That's right, Sammy just realized that he finished the food.

 

 

 

Mike was deposited on a mound of mush in a large humid cave. It didn't help that he could feel the heat seeping into his core. Mike was realizing that the fluff that covered him slide off him a while ago when he was swallowed leaving him bear as a popcorn kernel. Yet the heat in this chamber, made it feel like he was about to pop. As Mike tried to look around he noticed a blue glow in the distance.

"Brandon," Mike called out.

"Miiiiike," Came a groan as the light moved closer.

Mike was glade that Brandon found a way to move. Maybe there was hope for them now. Yet as the light slowly came closer, Mike knew something was wrong. He could hear a pained voice as the light slowly revealed Brandon as a normal person, only giving off a blue glow. Mike was going to ask how he was like that when he noticed his body. It wasn't in the best shape. Brandon limped over as part of his body looked like it was melting off. Almost as if he were a piece of chocolate in an oven. One of his arms was drooping as if any second it would fall off his body. His face was in a grimace showing that he could feel what was happening to him.

"What's going on," Mike asked when Brandon was near him.

In a weak and painfilled voice Brandon managed to answer his question. "I... don't know. I woke up like this.... I don't know how long... I can last."

"Hang on Brandon, there's got to be a way out," Mike said as he looked around the dimly light cavern. There was a gurgling sound in the distance and the chamber started to vibrate a little. "What was that, an earthquake," Mike asked.

"Di...digestion..." Brandon said slumping down into the mush around him.

"Brandon," Mike called out unable to help him. Brandon didn't respond to Mike as he kept trying to encourage him to get up. To Mikes horror he watched Brandon's body slowly melt into a blue puddle until there was nothing solid of him left, and then the light that came from his body started to fade to nothingness. "BRANDON!"

Silence. Brandon was gone, and Mike was next.

13

Finally, Sammy said to himself as the credits started to roll up. He couldn't take anymore scares. He tried his best to calm his rapidly beating heart from that last jump scare at the end where the killer jumped up when everyone thought he was dead. Just as Sammy was about to get up Jessica decided now would be a good time to announce her excitement for the film. Sammy was completely caught off guard when Jessica shouted out, "That was awesome!"

Sammy let out a yelp as he jumped away from Jessica and grabbed the nearest thing, Lucas.

"Jessica," Sammy pouted.

"Sorry," She said laughing, "I just get really pumped after a good horror film."

Lucas laughed, "I know me too. Oh, and Sammy, can I have my hand back?"

Sammy let go as fast as he could. "Sorry ... again." Sammy's heart was still beating fast, but not because of the movie.

"That part where the killer used that ax to..." Jessica started to list her highlights to the film while Lucas pointed out his favorite parts. Sammy couldn't help but think of the time where he was able to hold onto Lucas as his favorite part...

 

 

 

After they left the theater, Lucas offered to drive everyone home.

"You sure," Jessica asked as she lived off from the others.

"Yeah, I'll drop you off first then Tiffany and then Sammy. Besides what kind of friend would I be to let you guys walk home? Besides it's getting dark, it's safer this way."

Jessica thanked Lucas as she and Sammy followed Tiffany and Lucas to his car. They all jumped in and Lucas started the car up. He drove to Jessica's house first and dropped her off. "Thanks, I had a blast. I'll see you all at school Monday," Jessica told them.

Everyone said bye as Jessica left the car and went inside. Once she was gone, Lucas pulled away from her house and headed to Tiffany's house. It wasn't too far from Jessica's and Tiffany did kind of the same goodbye as Jessica, only she kissed Lucas goodbye and headed inside. Once she was gone Lucas turned around, "You want to join me up front?"

"Ok," Sammy said as he got into the front passenger's seat. Lucas waited until Sammy was buckled up before leaving and headed to Sammy's house. It was probably a good 10 minutes away.

As they were driving back Lucas started to talk to Sammy, "Sorry."

"Sorry for what," Sammy asked confused.

"The movie," Lucas told him. "I forgot you hate horror films, I just got caught up in the moment. Jessica asked about the film and next thing I knew we were making plans."

"It's fine," Sammy told Lucas.

"Next time you pick the movie," Lucas told him.

"I don't mind seeing horror films," Sammy told him. "Especially if I have someone like you to protect me," Sammy said jokingly.

Lucas laughed, "I don't know about that, if a crazy ax murdering man came after us, I'm out of there. You guys are on your own, I've seen enough horror films to know that."

Sammy laughed, "That's so mean. You would leave me?"

"Yep, in a heartbeat," Lucas said smiling.

"Well thanks a lot, just when I thought you were my hero," Sammy said rolling his eyes at Lucas.

Once Lucas stopped laughing he said, "No but seriously, you can pick the next film."

Sammy smiled, "Ok, but it's going to be a musical."

Lucas groaned, "A musical?"

"Yep," Sammy said still smiling.

"Have mercy on me," joked Lucas.

"Nope, there is no mercy for you," Sammy grinned at him.

They continued to joke around and talk. It was like they were back in middle school and were sharing secrets and jokes about whatever came to their mind. It wasn't long before Sammy was home and Lucas pulled up to his house. Sammy was loving the time spent with Lucas and didn't want it to end. Then suddenly a thought popped into his head, should he talk to Lucas about how he felt?

"Alright, I'll see you later Sammy," Lucas said as unlocked the door for Sammy to get out.

"Thanks," Sammy said as he got ready to leave. Sammy closed the door and was about to walk away. "Hey Lucas," Sammy asked.

"Yeah what's up?"

"I..." I love you... no he couldn't say that. What did he say? How did he say it? Should he just blurt it out and run? Stay and see what he says? What if he doesn't feel the same? What would he think of him? What about Tiffany?

"I..." Sammy couldn't.

"I'll see you later," Sammy said quickly and settling with just that as he quickly left and ran inside.

Lucas frowned as he watched Sammy turn red in the face and ran inside. What was that about? Shrugging it off, Lucas drove home...

 

 

 

Sammy ran into his room and closed the door. He couldn't help but run to his bed and grab a pillow and squeeze it. How could he just chicken out like that? But Sammy couldn't help it. He just couldn't confess to Lucas.

Suddenly there was knock on his door, "Sammy," His mom called.

"Come in," Sammy said still lying on his bed holding a pillow.

"Is everything ok," His mom asked.

"I couldn't tell him," Sammy said.

"Oh baby," She said trying to comfort him. "It's ok."

"I wanted to," Sammy said. "I wanted to tell him so bad but... I love our friendship as it is now." Sammy said starting feel tears to form.

"Well," Sammy's mom said. "Maybe that's not a bad thing?"

Sammy paused, "What do you mean?"

His mom started to rub his back to calm him, "Maybe... maybe it's best if you wait. You shouldn't rush things like this. I know it's confusing for you, your growing up so fast and you're not sure about your feelings. Maybe what you need right now is a close friend? Someone who is a good friend." Then Sammy's mom said, "You said there was someone else, right?"

Sammy nodded slowly.

"Why not get to know him? You never know, maybe you might like him back? There is no harm in seeing if you like him back, right?"

Sammy thought about it. Should he? As Sammy thought it over a little bit his mom stood up.

"Now, why don't you come downstairs. I made your favorite, for dinner," His mom told him.

Sammy couldn't help but perk up at the mention of his mom's cooking. Smiling he headed down stairs to join his mom. After dinner, his mom brought out a tub of Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. She said she got it just in case something did happen. Now she didn't want it to go to waste. So, they sat down and ate ice cream together and watched a movie. It wasn't long till they both went to bed.

 

 

 

Sammy yawned as he woke up Sunday morning. Stretching he slowly woke up for the day. As he got out of bed he felt the familiar feeling he usually got of having to go to the bathroom in the morning. Getting out of bed, Sammy headed to the bathroom and started to do his morning routine...

 

 

 

Mike didn't know where he was. He woke up after what felt like an eternity of time passing unfamiliar with where he was. Events of what he last remembered ran through his mind as he remembered the chamber where he was trapped, and that of his best friend dying starting. Then the chamber started to slowly empty dragging whatever was in the chamber into a new area. He was pulled into a long thin tube and was assaulted by ragging heat and biting acid that caused him to eventually pass out.

Now he was trapped. It was like someone buried him in a pile of sand or mud, and he wasn't able to move. That intense heat was still there slowly baking him alive. Unable to see, Mike had to use his other senses to figure out where he was. By the sound of it he figured he was still inside someone, but where? He could barely feel much as he was too unable to move around, and even if he could the pressure told him he was stuck. That left taste and smell... or whatever you would call it when you didn't have a nose or mouth but still could pick up on things like that. What he found out he regretted even trying, as a reeking smell and flavor filled his senses of taste and smell. He would have vomited if he could, but as a popcorn kernel, one couldn't really throw up. Mike waited for something to happen but time just slowly ticked by as he was still stuck in the same situation. Then there was a monstrous growl and it felt like a mini earthquake as everything vibrated from the noise. Mike was scared of what that sound could possible mean. It wasn't long until there were other noises he could hear but it all sounded muffled. Just as Mike was beginning to wonder what was going to happen, he started to move.

"What's happening," Mike asked out loud getting no response.

As Mike moved along slowly thing started to speed up as Mike felt himself being dragged along with everything. Suddenly Mike was assaulted by light and suddenly he felt cold water wash over him. Mike wasn't able to see very well yet but he was thankful for cool refreshing water swarm him after being cooked alive by that insane heat he had to endure. As his vision came back he was wondering why all he could see was white and water. That was until he slowly looked up and saw why.

"Oh shit..." Mike said again and realized what kind of shit he was in. Actual shit...

Mike saw through the water above and saw where he just came out of, and things became clear where he was. He was in the bottom of a toilet, stuck in someone's waste. This couldn't possibly be happening, Mike thought to himself as he tried to move or dislodge himself form the heavy mass he was attached to but found he was just as stuck as he always had been. Before he knew it, another object came crashing down from the sky darkening his vision from the outside world. It was another mass of leftovers that the giant above him didn't need, as it collided with the water. Mike cried out as he watched the mass drop down near him. This was what his life had come to?

As to answer the giant above him deposited a few sheets of paper that floated above the surface of the water. The paper floated apart just enough for his vision to see through the surface of the water. He could look up and watch the giant stand above him and look down at him with uncaring eyes.

"Just flush me already,' Mike screamed at him with defiance.

But the giant didn't... he kept looking at the water and almost as if was looking straight at Mike. Did he recognize him? Was this his savior?

Suddenly Mike's vision was blurred out as a yellow color stream collided with the crystal-clear water and started to darken the water into an amber color. Mike cried out as the water turned dark and started to heat up. That dreadful searing heat that Mike despised so much returned but this time as the water warmed up to the temperature of the liquid. There was an awful salty and piss like flavor that filled his entire being. The urine all around him just solidified what he really was, just a piece of waste about to be flushed.

Mike just wished that whatever kind of hell this was, would end soon.

Unfortunately for Mike, he would soon learn that this was just the begin of his new life...

 

 

After Sammy finished downing his business he flushed the toilet not even thinking twice about it as he went on about his day, just like any other morning.

Heading down stairs he met his mom who was making breakfast for both of them. Grabbing a plate, Sammy loaded it up with some food and headed to his seat to fill his empty stomach. Sammy's day was like any other Sunday. He caught up with homework, did some chores around the house, watched some Tv, and then finally it was bed time. Sammy set his alarm clock for the morning and started to head to bed.

As Sammy closed his eyes he couldn't help but think about Lucas and how he felt toward him.

Just as Sammy was about to go fall asleep he felt a weird tingling sensation run through his body. "I wish Lucas loved me," Sammy prayed drifting off to sleep.

Sammy was still dreaming. He could tell because he had that weird feeling that one usually has when they know that they are in a dream. Sammy decided to go with the dream as he got up out of bed and found he was already dressed. Yeah, it had to be a dream. Heading downstairs, Sammy followed his normal routine and headed into the kitchen for breakfast. Instead of seeing his mother he saw a shadowy figure sitting down at the table already eating. Sammy couldn't make out any distinguishable features to the person, it was like someone spilled shadowy ink all over him. Sammy was confused who it was but didn't ask any questions about it since it was a dream. Sammy sat down and waited for something to happen next.

After a few bites of food, the shadow of a person said something, "I got to say I'm a little disappointed." That voice sounded familiar, as if Sammy dreamed about his person before but he couldn't quite place it.

"Disappointed," Sammy asked the person. "Why?"

"Of all the people I bestow powers upon, not one has been this oblivious to them."

Sammy frowned. This was a weird dream.

"I mean," The figure chuckled, "It is extremely rare to see someone like, as smart as you are, not be able to connect the dots, or maybe..." The figure cocked his head to the side, "You're just that innocent and naive."

"I don't understand," Sammy said confused.

The man or thing, that sat across from Sammy just shrugged, "It doesn't matter. Normally I would give these powers to people to use them as they see fit, often for revenge. They would collect the essence of others and eventually become corrupted themselves the more they took. At which point I consume their soul along with the countless others they have collected. It makes the meal that more," He paused as if imaging it, "Delectable. However... you remain unaware to the point that your soul hasn't even been swayed at all. Not a bit. How unfortunate," the displeasure couldn't be missed in his voice.

Sammy was starting to feel uncomfortable and wanted to leave, but like any other dream he didn't have control of what he could do. The dark shadow in front of Sammy just shrugged.

"It's saddening, I thought you had potential....

"I don't understand," Sammy said again feeling extremely unnerved right now.

"And you never will."

Sammy suddenly felt a weird sensation as the shadowy figure held out his hand. Slowly Sammy felt something leaving his body. Looking down he saw blue lights flowing out of his body and into the open hand. Sammy didn't know how he knew but that blue light was this 'essence' the figure was talking about. Sammy felt his body start to become weaker and weaker as more of the light flowed from him and gathered in the man's hand. It was like someone was ripping him apart. He felt his eyes start to close as he got so weak that started to fall out of the chair he was in.

Sammy felt frightened as he closed his eyes.

"Rest..." The shadow said as Sammy's eyes closed completely.

 

 

Sammy woke up still feeling groggy. Sammy felt extremely tired, almost as if he ran a marathon in his sleep last night. Looking at his clock Sammy found he slept for a long time and couldn't understand why he was so sleepy and weak right now. Sammy debated whether to stay home and rest more or go to school. Deciding it was best to not miss a day of class, Sammy forced himself out of bed and started to get ready for School. Sammy could barely make it to the kitchen where he had a feeling of déjà vu came over him as he saw his chair and the one across from his pushed out. Someone sat in these chairs, Sammy thought...

 

 

Well duh, him and his mom had dinner last night. They must have forgotten to push the seats back in. Pushing the chairs back into place, Sammy started to make breakfast and then headed to the bus to get to school. It wasn't long before Sammy didn't feel as tired as he did that morning. Yet he couldn't shake a weird feeling that something was different about him. It was like the past couple of weeks he felt a little ... different from before, but now he felt like he was back to being the old Sammy. Sammy couldn't place it but he figured it must have been something he dreamed about last night.

Sammy got off the bus and headed to his locker. As tired as he felt, Sammy hopped that today was going to be a normal simple day. That thought disappeared as he approached his locker and saw Lucas and Tiffany already there before him. However, that wasn't what made him rethink his thoughts, it was the way that they were talking. It looked like... they were fighting, but that was impossible. They never fought. Sammy watched Tiffany face turn from disbelief to anger as she started to say something to Lucas. As Sammy got closer he could make out the last part of the fight.

Tiffany shook her head as she stormed off, "I can't believe you."

Sammy was about to stop her and ask her what was wrong but she dodged him and kept on walking.

"What was that about," Sammy asked worried about them.

Lucas just let out a sigh, "I just don't think it's working out between us."

"What," Sammy gasped.

Lucas just shrugged, "I told her that I think we need some time apart."

"But what happened," Sammy asked wanting to know why they were fighting.

"Don't worry about it," Lucas said as he patted Sammy on the shoulder. "You sleep ok you look tired," Lucas asked almost as if he forgot about the argument he just had with his girlfriend.

"I'm fine but what about Tiffany? Shouldn't you go after her or something," Sammy said really concerned about their argument.

"Come on Sammy," Lucas said pulling him close next to him, "Don't worry about her, I'd rather talk to you right now. What did you do yesterday?"

Sammy was worried. This seemed completely out of Lucas' behavior. "I... I um didn't do much. What about you?"

"I didn't do much either. You know I just stayed home and laid around," Lucas told Sammy. "And thought about you," Lucas said with a smirk on his face.

Sammy felt his heart skip a beat as he looked at Lucas. What did he say? Before Sammy could say anything, the bell rang signaling that they had to get to class.

"I'll see you later," Lucas said as he gave Sammy a hug and left him still frozen in the hallways.

 

 

Sammy didn't even hear his teacher talking as he was still thinking about what happened this morning between him and Lucas. He couldn't stop replaying the entire moment through his head over and over and over again. Did Lucas say what he thought he said to him? No, it had to be a mistake, he must have heard incorrectly. Right? Sammy was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard the bell signal the end of class. It wasn't until then that he realized that he wasn't taking notes and missed the entire lecture from his teacher. Trying to stay focused on what was happening, Sammy forced himself to get up and head to his other class and stay on task. It wasn't long before it was lunch and Sammy found Jessica waiting for him.

"Over here, Sammy," Jessica called him over. Sammy sat down next to Jessica. "Everything ok? You look a little down," Jessica asked.

"I'm just tired," Sammy told her, still feeling sleepy. "Have you seen Lucas today?"

Jessica shook her head no, "Why is something up?"

"Well, he and Tiffany got in a fight and... well Lucas just seems a little, I don't know different," Sammy told her. "Did Tiffany say anything to you?"

"Hmm," Jessica said after taking a bite of food. "Not that I remember. You sure they didn't just have like a small fight?"

Sammy shook his head, "Tiffany looked pretty upset. Lucas wouldn't even tell me what it was about."

"Maybe they just need some time apart," Jessica suggested.

Sammy wasn't sure if Jessica was right. Sammy had a feeling that things weren't going to get better with time...

 

 

The school day was about over and Sammy was in his last class with Mrs. Miller teaching the class about cell division and other topics that Sammy was struggling to get a grasp on. Finally, the bell rung as Mrs. Miller was writing on the board. The class departed so fast that Mrs. Miller didn't have time to turn around in time. Sammy was the last one in the class room packing his things.

"Mr. Heart, I'm glad to see you didn't disappear like the rest of the class. You must really be interested in this topic," Mrs. Miller said as she wiped down the board.

"Of course," Sammy lied not letting her know that he was just too slow to leave like the rest of the class.

Mrs. Miller laughed, "You don't have to lie to me. I know Biology can be a little boring at times. If you ever need a helping hand again just let me know," Mrs. Miller told Sammy.

Sammy couldn't help but be reminded of his fantasy last time and quickly nodded and left the classroom before Mrs. Miller thought he had a fever from how red he was turning. Sammy headed toward his locker to put his books away when he noticed someone standing near his locker. It was Bobby. Sammy was afraid that something was wrong.

Sammy came up to Bobby, who had his back to him, "Bobby?"

"Hey," Bobby said turning around.

"Is everything ok," Sammy asked worried that maybe the police were planning to actually pin Bobby with the disappearance of Rebeca.

"Of course," Bobby told him.

Sammy didn't buy it as he looked Bobby in the face. "Something is up," Sammy said as he tried to figure out what it might be.

Bobby didn't know why he was feeling nervous, but he did his best to stay calm as he looked Sammy in the face as he looked back. This Wednesday they had off and Bobby decided to ask Sammy out. "What.. what are you doing this Wednesday," Bobby said trying to muster up his courage.

"I'm not sure, I mean I don't think I have any plans-" Sammy started to say. Bobby's face lite up as he was about to ask if Sammy wanted to do something. But before Bobby could say anything someone called out Sammy's name.

It was Lucas.

"Sammy, I thought I was going to miss you before you left."

"No, you got caught me just in time," Sammy told him.

"Good," Lucas said as he came up beside Bobby and greeted him. "So what's happening," Lucas asked Sammy.

"Bobby was just asking if I was doing anything this Wednesday," Sammy told Lucas.

"Yeah? Did you tell him we got plans?"

"We do," Sammy asked confused.

"Yeah, I was thinking we could have like a bro day, just the two of us. You know like how we used to hang out in middle school."

"I-I guess, but," Sammy looked between both Bobby and Lucas now forced to make the decision. Who did he pick? Sammy was torn on who to choose until Sammy saw Bobby give him a sad smile.

"I should get going," Bobby said realizing that it was obvious who Sammy would rather be with.

"Wait," Sammy said as Bobby left, leaving Sammy with Lucas. Before Sammy could stop Bobby from leaving, Lucas clasped him on the shoulders and gave him a big smile.

"This is perfect just you and me. An entire day together! Oh man it's going to be a blast," Lucas said sounding really hyped.

"What about Tiffany?"

"Oh don't worry about her."

Sammy tried to put a little distance between him and Lucas, "Lucas, I'm serious. Why are you and Tiffany fighting?"

Lucas just shrugged, "I just told her things are different. I just don't feel the same as I did before."

Sammy looked stunned, "You broke up with her," Sammy said.

Lucas paused for a second, "... yeah I guess I did. Anyway, don't worry about that. Worry about what we will be doing this Wednesday," Lucas said again in a very cheerful mood. "I got to go to practice, but I'll talk to you later." Lucas headed off before Sammy could get a word in.

What was going on with him?

 

 

It was Monday night and Sammy tried to contact Tiffany again for the hundredth time but got no reply. She must really be upset right now. Sammy let out a sigh as he looked at his phone. He got a message but it wasn't from who he thought it was, it was Lucas... again. He had been sending him emojis and quick messages to Sammy all day that he started to feel a little worried at Lucas sudden change in character. Something was really off about him but Sammy didn't know what it was. First, he dumps Tiffany, then he starts acting weird around Sammy, and now he wants to spend more time with just him? Sammy didn't know what to say. Part of him was overjoyed that Lucas was paying more attention to him now, but the other part of him was worried about Tiffany. He never wanted her to get hurt.

Sammy decided to mute his phone as he set it down. It wasn't long before his mom called him for dinner.

Sammy wondered if he should talk with his mom about this. He decided he wouldn't bother her too much about it and let her know that he and Lucas were going to hang out Wednesday.

"Like a date," His mom asked teasingly.

Sammy never thought of it as a date...

"I'm just joking honey," Sammy's mom said laughing. Yet Sammy now couldn't stop thinking about it being anything other than a date. He was finally going on a date with Lucas...

 

 

It was near the end of the day of Tuesday and Sammy hadn't seen Lucas, that was until it was almost time for him to go home. Lucas appeared from the crowd of student that were heading home.

"Sorry I didn't see you this morning," Lucas apologized.

"It's ok, everything alright?"

"Yeah I just got held up that's all," Lucas told him. "So I was thinking, why don't we hang out after school?"

Sammy frowned, "What about practice?"

Lucas laughed, "I can skip a practice or two, it's fine."

Sammy was still frowning, "Are you sure? I mean you never missed a practice."

"So why not now," Lucas asked.

Sammy was skeptical but figured he was right, one practice missed wouldn't kill him.

"Come, let's get out of here," Lucas said as he helped Sammy put his books away and get what he needed.

"Are you sure about his," Sammy asked but Lucas was already pushing him away from his locker. Sammy didn't have anything to say as Lucas lead the way to his car. Sammy couldn't help but ask, "So where did you want to go?"

"I'm kind of hungry, want to go grab some food?" Sammy just nodded as they headed toward Lucas' car. "What do you feel like eating," Lucas asked as they both got into the car.

"I'm not that hungry," Sammy told him. He was still kind of full from the lunch he had at school that day.

"Not even a snack?"

"... maybe some ice-cream," Sammy said trying not to sound too forceful on the idea.

"Ice cream it is!" Lucas peeled out of the parking lot and headed off to the closes ice-cream shop around.

 

 

Sammy sat there eating his ice-cream while Lucas watched.

"Aren't you going to eat something," Sammy asked.

"I'm fine," He replied.

"But you're the one who wanted to eat something," Sammy retorted.

Lucas just shrugged, "I'm not hungry right now, I just wanted you to eat something."

Sammy did his best not to look embarrassed. What was up with Lucas?

"So... have you talked to Tiffany?"

"No, why?"

"Because you two were fighting and I think you guys should work it out."

"You're worrying too much about that, come on let's talk about something else," Lucas said changing the subject. Sammy decided to drop the subject too and continued to eat his food until it was gone. With Sammy's snack finished Lucas decided that they should go to the arcade after. They spent the rest of the afternoon playing video games and hanging out like old times. It wasn't long before Sammy got a text from his mom telling him that dinner will be ready soon and he should head home.

Sammy told Lucas and they headed to Sammy's house. It wasn't long before Sammy was home. He was still in the car as he thanked Lucas for the ride home.

Just as Sammy was about to leave the car Lucas said something, "Hey Sammy."

Sammy turned toward Lucas and was about to ask him what, when Lucas leaned in dangerously close to Sammy. He was right on top of him and was so close the Sammy could smell him. Still he moved closer and closer toward Sammy. Lucas was mere inches away from Sammy and he froze as he waited for his dream to come true...

Suddenly Sammy pushed Lucas back.

"What are you doing," Sammy asked flabbergasted at his own actions.

"What," Lucas asked confused. "I'm trying to kiss you."

"What," Sammy said completely shocked. "Why?!"

"Isn't it obvious," Lucas said leaning in to try again, "I love you..."

"Stop," Sammy said pushing him back. "This isn't like you. What is going on?!"

Lucas just laughed, "What are you talking about? I'm trying to kiss you."

Sammy couldn't believe this... one part of him was overjoyed, the part that always fantasied about it, then there was his rational said that told him this was not the Lucas he knew. This was someone else. The Lucas Sammy knew wouldn't try and kiss him, he wouldn't have broken up with Tiffany, he wouldn't be so... different.

"I need to go," Sammy told him as he got out of the car and started to head to his house.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Lucas said with a smile as he drove off before Sammy could say anything.

What was going on?

Unable to understand Sammy ran up to his room and climbed into his bed. Lucas changed dramatically. That wasn't the Lucas Sammy knew, it was like someone else was controlling him or something. His entire demeanor changed and it scared Sammy. Was there a way to change Lucas to his old self or was this the new Lucas ... Forever.

 

 

It was Wednesday morning and Sammy was still wondering about Lucas as he was eating breakfast. Suddenly here was a knock on the front door and Sammy looked to his mom who was starting to get up for the door.

"Wait... if it's Lucas... please tell him I'm sick," Sammy told her.

Sammy's mom looked confused but nodded.

Sammy could hear from the kitchen that it was in fact Lucas waiting for Sammy.

"Sorry, Sammy said he's feeling sick right now."

"Oh," Lucas said sounding worried. "Can I come in and say hi?"

"Umm, I'm not sure, he's sleeping right now and needs his rest," Sammy's mom lied.

"That's probably for the best. Do you mind telling him I stopped by?"

"Sure," She told him.

"Thanks," Lucas said and left.

Sammy let out a relived sigh. Sammy's mom came into the kitchen and sat down. She looked over to Sammy and waited for him to say something. Finally, she spoke up, "Want to tell me what that is about? I thought you liked Lucas?"

"I do, or did... I don't know," Sammy told his mom. "I mean... I do like Lucas but... he's not the same person as before."

Sammy's mom looked even more confused but just asked, "Are you sure?"

Sammy nodded. "I know Lucas to be caring and always looking out for others and being nice but... now he seems completely different."

"So what do you plan to do," Sammy's mom asked.

"... I-I don't know. I need to talk to Tiffany and find out if she said anything that might have done something or if something weird happened to Lucas."

"And until then..."

Sammy sighed, "I'm going to try and avoid Lucas..."

He had to avoid Lucas. Sammy wasn't sure if he would be able to stop himself if Lucas tried to kiss him again. It was a miracle he was able to do it the first time...

 

 

 

It was Thursday morning and Sammy was doing his best to avoid Lucas. He intentionally didn't go to his locker in the morning just so he could avoid him. It was hard because he didn't have the books he need for his first couple of classes, but luckily, they didn't require his books today. It wasn't until Lunch that Sammy found Tiffany sitting by herself.

"Tiffany," Sammy said trying to get her attention.

She didn't look at Sammy, "What do you want..."

Sammy felt confused, "Are you angry at me?" Tiffany glared at Sammy but didn't say anything. Sammy tried talking more with her, "Tiffany, what's going on? Why are you mad at me? What is up with Lucas?" When she didn't answer Sammy asked her again, "Why do you hate me?"

Tiffany turned on Sammy and for a second he thought she was going to hit him. But as soon as he saw that rage it quickly turn to sadness. "I thought he cared about me..." Tiffany said trying not to cry in front of Sammy and everyone else in the lunch room.

"Tiffany," Sammy started.

"Don't," She said. "It's bad enough that Lucas broke up with me, it's even worse when he told me it was because of you."

"What," Sammy said shocked.

Still anger and sad Tiffany looked at Sammy, "He said, that there was someone else. I thought it was another girl, but when he saw you ... I knew he was talking about you."

"It's not like that." Sammy told her. "Lucas isn't Lucas."

Tiffany frowned, "What are you talking about?"

"I don't know what happened, but ..." Sammy thought about how to explain this. Sammy did his best. "I-I-," Sammy took a deep breath and braced himself as he told Tiffany everything. "I always loved Lucas." Tiffany opened her mouth to say something but Sammy stopped her, "I always had a crush on him, and I know that you two were together so I didn't say anything to him. I didn't want to break you two up so I didn't say a word, but something happened. I don't know how or why, but Lucas changed from being Lucas and into... something else."

"..." Tiffany didn't say anything as she came to terms with Sammy's confession. "So-" Tiffany started.

"Please help me change him back," Sammy told her.

"But why... I mean, isn't this something you want," Tiffany asked skeptical at what Sammy same just said and told her a moment ago.

"Yeah," Sammy confessed his true feelings about Lucas. "But... I love Lucas for who he really was. The Lucas that would hang out with me and laugh at my stupid jokes and help me whenever I was in trouble. Not this Lucas."

"You really mean it don't you," Tiffany said realizing how serious he was about this.

Sammy was pleading with Tiffany, "I don't know how or why but..."

"Your right," Tiffany agreed. After a short pause she asked, "So what do we do?"

Sammy looked a little nervous, "I-I was hoping you might think of something."

Tiffany couldn't help but laugh, "Me? I have no idea."

Sammy gave Tiffany a deflated look, "Oh..." Before Sammy could say anything, else Tiffany gave him a hug.

"Thanks for trying to help," Tiffany said. "I was so mad at both you and Lucas, but you tried talking to me about it and, well thanks."

"But I didn't do anything," Sammy said depressed.

Letting him go Tiffany looked at him, "But you tried, and to me that means a lot."

"Really?"

Tiffany nodded. "So, let's try and think of somehow to get Lucas back to his old self."

 

 

Sammy was in front of his locker completely at a loss. Sammy and Tiffany couldn't come up with any idea of how to help Lucas. They even brought in Jessica but the three of them couldn't brainstorm any ideas. It was nearly impossible to try and change Lucas without know how he changed to start with it.

Sammy let out a sigh as he started to get ready to leave.

"Sammy," Lucas called out.

Sammy felt his heart skip a beat as he heard Lucas call his name. Quickly looking around he noticed Lucas waving from a crowd of students. Sammy quickly panicked, as he couldn't face Lucas. Looking around again Sammy quickly started to run in the opposite direction from Lucas.

"Where are you going," Lucas called out to Sammy.

Sammy headed down a hallway and took a quick left. He could still hear Lucas calling out for him. Sammy wasn't losing him in the hallways. Where should he go? Suddenly he noticed the locker room sign on the wall and without thinking he ran into there trying to get rid of Lucas.

Heading into the locker room Sammy ran into someone he wasn't expecting.

"Sammy," Bobby said confused at the sudden appearance of him while he was changing. What was Sammy doing in the locker room.

"Quick I'm hiding," Sammy said as he looked around. Without thinking, Sammy hid behind Bobby.

"Ummm, ok," Bobby said as he stood still. Not even a few seconds later did Lucas come in.

"Have you seen Sammy," Lucas asked Bobby.

Bobby paused for a few seconds before pointing toward an exit from the locker room, "I think he went that way."

Lucas quickly headed toward the exit to try and catch up with Sammy.

Bobby waited a few seconds before turning around. "What was that about?"

Sammy just let out a relived sigh, "It's a long story."

"I've got time," Bobby said as he continued to change. So, Sammy started to explain to Bobby his situation about how Lucas changed and what was going on to the point of why he was running away from Lucas. When Sammy was done he looked at Bobby who was frowning, "So he's suddenly fallen in love with, but you don't like him like that now," Bobby asked.

"I mean," Sammy started to say something but stopped. That pretty much summed it all up. Sammy looked down at his feet, "Yeah, that's right."

Bobby couldn't help but laugh, "Well isn't that something. Have you told him yet?"

Sammy looked at Bobby, "What?"

"How you feel now?"

"No, but what if he doesn't listen to me?"

"Then tell him you have a boyfriend," Bobby said nonchalantly.

"Boyfriend? Who," Sammy asked confused.

Bobby pointed to himself, "Me of course." Sammy went wide eyed at Bobby's answer. Bobby laughed again and stepped closer to Sammy, "Why do you look so shocked?"

"I... because..."

"Is that a no," Bobby asked with a smirk. Sammy didn't say anything but shook his head. "So," Bobby said as he got as close as he could, "What do you want to do this weekend?"

Flustered Sammy did his best not to look at Bobby, "I... um do- do you like m-movies?"

"Sure. It's a date then," Bobby said as he gave Sammy a quick kiss on the forehead.

Sammy turned red as Bobby left. Sammy now had a boyfriend...

 

 

It was Friday and Sammy did his best to avoid Lucas yet again. He was getting good at this, but he really didn't want to do this the rest of his life. He just wanted his friend back. But what did he do, just tell Lucas that he didn't love him anymore?

Sammy was so deep in thought he didn't even notice Mrs. Miller standing over his desk.

"Sammy?"

"Oh," Sammy said looking up noticing that the class was empty and it must be the end of the day.

"Is everything ok?" Mrs. Miller asked concerned for him.

"I..." Sammy didn't know where to start. Should he tell Mrs. Miller.

"Is it possible for someone to change completely overnight?"

"What do you mean change, like puberty?"

"No," Sammy said. "I mean like... I don't know how to explain it. Just forget it."

Mrs. Miller frowned, "Sammy remember what I told you a few weeks back?"

Sammy frowned not recalling what she meant.

"I'm here to help you if you ever need it," Mrs. Miller said as she placed a supportive hand on Sammy's hand.

Suddenly there was a large blue spark like static electricity that jumped from Mrs. Miller's hand to Sammy's causing both of them to jump. It reminded Sammy for whatever reason of that weird dream he had earlier that he couldn't quite remember much about except for that familiar blue light. Suddenly Sammy felt a familiar feeling that he had been missing the entire week. He couldn't place it but it felt ... good.

"I'm so sorry that I shocked you," Mrs. Miller apologized.

"It's ok," Sammy said still trying to understand where that new form of strength was coming from.

"But I really do mean it Sammy," Mrs. Miller told him, "If you need anything just let me know."

"Thanks again, Mrs. Miller," Sammy said as he got up. It was good to know that Mrs. Miller was there for Sammy. "But I think I'll be fine now. Thanks for the help," Sammy said as he left the classroom.

Mrs. Miller couldn't stop from responding with, "Your welcome," Not sure if she really did help him.

 

 

Sammy headed to his locker and prepared for the inevitable meeting with Lucas, who was already there waiting for him.

"Hey Sammy, I haven't seen you in a while," Lucas greeted him.

"Lucas, we need to talk," Sammy said trying to let him know that this was important.

"Sure," Lucas told him.

"It's about you." Sammy tried to think of how to put it and finally said it, "I don't know what happened to you but you have been acting strange lately."

Lucas smiled, "That's because of you."

"Lucas, you need to stop acting like this. It's not you. The Lucas I know wouldn't break up with Tiffany to chase after me. The Lucas I know wouldn't behave like you do or say some of the stuff you said to me the other day," Sammy said trying not look embarrassed as he recalled the kiss Lucas tried to give him. "I want my old friend back. The one I grew up with."

Lucas looked confused, "Sammy it's me. I've just never noticed how I really feel about you," Lucas said trying to move in closer to Sammy.

"Stop it," Sammy said firmly keeping him at least an arm's length away. He knew that if Lucas came any closer to him he might not keep his composer.

Sammy was glad to see Tiffany coming over. "Lucas," She called out to him.

Lucas didn't turn his head as he kept looking at Sammy, "Oh, hi."

Sammy couldn't help but notice the hurt on Tiffany's face but she didn't let it last. "Lucas, I wanted to talk to you."

"I'll talk to you later, I'm with Sammy right now," Lucas said again disregarding her as if she wasn't there.

"Lucas, stop it," Sammy said. "Tiffany wants to talk with you."

Lucas finally let out a bothered sigh and turned to Tiffany and waited for her to say something.

"You really don't have any feeling for me now... do you," Tiffany asked hurt.

"I told you before, I don't."

Tiffany swallowed the hurt from those words. "Fine, I understand. I'll leave you both alone, but I want you to answer this question for me."

Lucas seemed a little annoyed but agreed figuring the sooner she left the better it was for him and Sammy. "What?"

"Why do you love Sammy?"

Lucas rolled his eyes, "That's easy it's because..." Lucas paused as he couldn't think of one good reason he loved Sammy. "I love... his... I..." Lucas paused as it was like he was fighting himself. Why was he obsessed with Sammy? There was no logical reason why. Sammy was his friend, his best friend yet he suddenly felt like he needed more of him, like an addiction.

Sammy looked to Tiffany and they both realized that they were right, something was affecting Lucas.

"Why did you fall for Sammy," Tiffany asked again.

Lucas in his confusion couldn't help but get anger. "Because..." Again, he couldn't find a reason why. He just woke up one day and suddenly had this desire to be with Sammy. Why couldn't he think of a good reason why? It was so simple. It was like the answer was right there in front of him but he just couldn't reach it.

"I..." He couldn't think of anything. Lucas looked to Sammy trying to find out what it was about him that he liked.

"Lucas," Sammy asked as he noticed how he struggled with himself.

Lucas shook his head, "It doesn't matter. I've always loved Sammy."

"That's not true," Sammy said. "You're just saying that. If you really did love me then you would have noticed my feelings toward you. Yet you never did, but that was fine. I didn't mind that you didn't notice me the way I always wanted you to look at me."

"But I do now," Lucas told him.

Sammy shook his head no, "You might think you do, but I know you really don't. Not the way you used to look at Tiffany."

Lucas seemed to be backed into a corner as he was assaulted by all the confusion he was being bombarded with. "It doesn't matter, I'll always love you Sammy."

"It doesn't matter now," Sammy said as he figured it was time to hit him with the big guns.

"What do you mean..." Lucas said still looking confused.

"I have a," Sammy paused as he wasn't used to saying it the first time ever, "a boyfriend now."

Tiffany looked almost as shocked as Lucas.

"I'm going on a," again Sammy was not used to doing this especially in front of his best friends. "A date tomorrow."

Tiffany looked at Sammy and leaned over and whispered, "Are you serious?"

Sammy nodded, "Yeah... Bobby sort of, umm, asked me out the other day."

"And you said yes," Lucas said sounding crushed right now.

"He's nice and we're kind of close already," Sammy said trying not to go into too much detail of what they already did.

Lucas looked deflated at what Sammy was saying, "But-but I love you Sammy."

"Lucas," Tiffany said trying to get him to understand.

"I don't mind if you want to be with Bobby too," Lucas told Sammy sounding desperate right now. "We could share you," Lucas pleaded with Sammy.

Never had Sammy been more creeped out by what he was witnessing. His once best friend, now turned into some kind of frantic stalker. Sammy looked to Tiffany for help but she seemed just as creeped out as Sammy was. Whatever this was in front of Sammy was not the Lucas that he loved.

"Lucas, you need to calm down," Tiffany was saying.

Lucas took a step toward Sammy causing him to step back to keep the distance between them. Sammy couldn't believe what was happening right now. He was horrified, scared, and worried that he would never get his best friend back now.

Closing his eyes Sammy wished with all his heart that Lucas would come back to him, "I just want my friend back!" Sammy said as loud as he could.

There was a sudden weird feeling that went through Sammy's body. There was a wave of exhaustion that came over him. He nearly fell over if it wasn't for someone catching him. It was Bobby who came out of nowhere to help support him.

"What's going on?" Bobby asked concerned.

Sammy opened his eyes glad to see Bobby. Sammy turned to look at Lucas who also seemed to look weak. Tiffany was over by his side to make sure he didn't fall like Sammy almost did.

"Lucas," Tiffany asked concerned.

Lucas looked sick and unstable as he looked around confused. "What... where..."

Everyone looked just as confused as Lucas did. But when Lucas looked at Tiffany, Sammy felt his heart jump when he noticed that loving look he always had for Tiffany. Lucas was back!

"I don't understand," Lucas said sounding very upset.

"Should I call for an ambulance," Tiffany asked worried.

Lucas shook his head. "No, I just... I need a minute." Tiffany helped Lucas sit down next to the lockers. Lucas put his hands over his face and leaned his head back.

"What's the last thing you remember," Sammy asked.

"The movies... I drove you all home... then..." Lucas didn't say anything after that. "It's like a nightmare or something. I remember little bits and pieces ..." He looked at Tiffany. "Did I really..."

She hugged him, "Its ok."

"Do you know how it happened," Sammy asked. Lucas shook his head. "I can't remember..."

Lucas slowly got up off the floor. "Thank you..." Lucas said looking at Sammy.

"For what?"

"Being my friend."

Sammy couldn't help but smile. "I'll always be your friend no matter what."

"Good," Lucas said. "I just have one question."

"What," Tiffany asked.

"Did I pass Mr. Randell's math exam?"

 

 

It had been 3 weeks since Lucas' incident. Sammy and Tiffany kept a close eye on him to make sure he was back to normal. He didn't have any relapses or anything else weird happen. In fact, nobody knew how it happened, only that Sammy helped break Lucas free from it. Sammy was at first afraid that Lucas might be different toward him after being under whatever spell that was under, but Lucas treated him the same. Lucas didn't even harbor any weird discomforts around Sammy. Sammy asked Lucas if he recalled anything that happened that week he was lost but he just shook his head no. Although every once and a while Sammy would notice that Lucas would have a look in his eyes that told Sammy that he wasn't telling him everything.

As for the disappearances of people, just as quickly as it happened it stopped. The mysterious person or whatever that was kidnapping people vanished leaving the town wondering why. The investigation kept up for another few months but with no activity and no leads toward someone or why, they had to drop the case. Sammy couldn't help but feel for all those who lost someone close, like Jessica. He just wished that he could have done something to help them, but unfortunately there was nothing he could do except comfort those who lost someone.

Bobby and Sammy had been going out for a while now. It was strange how Sammy never noticed Bobby before until that party. As much as he hated it, he was kind of glad that Rebecca vanished. If she was still around he was sure that Bobby would still be with her. Sammy was just glad that Bobby wanted to be with him, it was possible the best thing that came out of all this.

Sammy couldn't have been happier.

Except for some of the weird dreams he would get. He never told anyone about them, but every once in a while, Sammy would dream of things that he couldn't understand. He would sometimes dream of the time he went to Vince's party. How he got drunk and found a small Vince and put him in his... well it was just a weird dream. Just like the one where he turned someone into underwear. There was a reason Sammy never told anyone about the dreams...

They were just dreams, right?