No. You can't risk it. You make another dash for it. However, as fast as as your little tiny legs could take you, Ted's gargantuan body has you covered in shadow in no time as his huge hand grabs you in next to no time.
"Hey. Hey! What's the matter, old buddy? I'm not gonna hurt a good pal like you...!" His booming, deep voice didn't sound sincere at all. You gulped.
At normal size, Ted towered over you. He was the ultimate dudebro jock with a body to match. You were thin, slim and average. He was tall, sturdy and ripped. At your new size however, Ted now came across as some kind of all powerful mighty God. His vast muscular arms looked as if they could pick up and flip Mount Everest if they wanted to. The newly made god's mouth formed a cocky smile, revealing pearly white teeth that could chow down on a herd of animals in one bite.
He then dropped you violently into his jeans pocket...
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