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I bet you can’t even see me from here huh. I reckon it just looks like a jock’s hairy bubble butt, one that is constantly firing out beefy, lingering protein farts and sweating constantly. Well look closer… still can’t see me, well fuck, then I am truly screwed. 

Look I'm here climbing up the sweaty smelly ass hairs! 

It was supposed to be revenge, I was finally going to take down that asshole bully that walks around campus like some sort of king. Being the lead researcher on conversion of mass in the physics department had led to a radical discovery of a growing and shrinking device, naturally I wanted to test it out on a human subject and this asshole was the perfect candidate. I had studied my test subject for a week to know his routine and found out just how big of a jerk he was and how gross he was. The farting, burping and the ripe stench that radiated off him, his dumb pranks at the expense of others, his arrogance and audacity. He was really a repugnant human being but he was good at sports so that somehow excused his vile behaviour. I wanted him to be taken down, to feel small and insignificant for a change and that’s why I felt no remorse when planning to shrink him down to the size of an ant. I wanted him running and screaming, pleading for a nerd like me to help him. How useless would his big muscles be when my pinky finger could crush him or flick him miles through the air. Perhaps I would have given him a taste of his own medicine and inflicted my own stench upon him but sadly I never got the chance.


I waited for him in the gym where I knew he would be vulnerable after a workout, I had to hide in a locker which was humiliating enough, having to smell the aroma of muscle head jocks after a long gym session and laughing at each other's loud farts and terrible B.O. Yet, I waited patiently, like a cobra ready to strike at its prey. I watched as he strolled in, his body slick with sweat, his face smiling and cocky. It was when he was completely naked that I made my move and my mistake. As I lunged out of the locker ready to use my device I slipped on some idiot's stray sweaty sock and in my attempt to stop myself from falling ended up zapping myself with the device shrinking instantly mid fall to the size of a worker ant. My own momentum sent my hurtling through the air until I landed face first into something wet, squishy and odorous. I then felt myself starting to slip and fall further and in my panic scrambled to grab anything near, I thought I had grabbed a plant, a vine of some kind but quickly as I felt the slick sweaty texture I realised it was no vine but a dark wiry hair. I held on for my life as the vile smell around me intensified, I was quick to realise where I was and it only made me panic more as my tiny little body was now hanging from a tangled, dirty ass hair of the jock I despised!


My first instinct was to scream but that achieved nothing, my tiny voice was not even audible to anyone around. I looked around desperately for the device and thought I saw it when a looming shadow came into view. It seemed my little body had caused an annoying itch and a huge meaty jock hand was coming down to scratch it. I was frozen in fear while the jock absentmindedly scratched his hairy ass. A fat finger pushed on my body and howled in pain as I was dragged along with it as it itched at me, pulling me down further and deeper into the cavernous ass crack. As the hand retreated I started to fall, I tried again to grab a hair but they were too slick, I slid down the sweat coated skin, hairs racing past me. My world became darker as I fell deeper between his cheeks until I finally landed in a tangled and matted mess of nasty hairs that were fused together with a putrid brown crust. I screamed again in disgust and tried to stand but my world was shook as the jock began to walk. I just cried and hung onto the mess of hair below me trying not to think of the disgusting smell that engulfed me. Soon the small crack of light I did have was blocked out as the jock pulled up his underwear and put on the rest of his clothes sealing me in his damp, shit smelling butt cheeks.


I must have spent hours clutching at his smelly cheeks, it was when he farted for the first time that I realised what a hellish predicament I was in. The hot blast of fetid air raced past me at such force and threatened to blow me straight out of the ass crack, the smell was indescribable as no human had even inhaled that amount of methane, sulphur and shit smelling air. I broke down into tears after that first fart, I could not let this be my fate. I could not be bug crawling around a jock’s asshole surrounded by his farts and leftover shit! I vowed after that instant that I would escape and that this jock would not win. I would be full sized and he would pay for his unaware torture of me. 

That was 9 months ago…

While I am still committed to escaping and being back to normal, it has been hard and humiliating to survive. Initially I tried to contact the jock but climbing was dangerous and even one mistake could lead to me falling and being an ant sized human on the floor would be even worse for me. Naturally I tried to move when he slept but nothing I could do at my size could wake him from his snoring slumber and if I tried to get his attention by irritating his skin by punching, kicking or biting it would just cause his hand to scratch and crush me. I needed to find the safest place on his body, I tried his hair but that was washed and touched too frequently, his torso was to unstable, his pits left me suffocated for air, even his crotch was to active and left me nearly being crushed by a masturbating hand and covered in cum.  

Therefore I had unfortunately found myself making my new home deep in his butt crack, sadly it was the safest place for me.The jock never even touched his ass in the shower, something about it being too gay and with him being a less than diligent wiper I was mostly left undisturbed besides his farts. The thick hair was tangled and untouched so made the best place to make a stable bed for me to rest in. It was humiliating but I had to survive just like how I have to drink his ass sweat to stay hydrated or feed from the crust that it is left behind. I am still trying to escape, about 5 months ago when I was climbing up some of his back hair another jock in the locker room spotted me and I thought I was finally saved. That was until he started swatting at me and trying to crush me, seeing me as nothing more of a nuisance bug on his buddies body, leading me to race back to the safety of the butt cheeks. The jock then joked with his friends that he would gas me out and I spent the entire day being assaulted by farts. From then on I realised it was only safe for me to move at night when the jock was asleep, that does mean that my days are filled with me trying to sleep next to a farting and shitting anus but as I keep saying I need to do it to survive.


The only time I do venture out during the day is when he is at the gym, like now. I look to see if I can see the device and hope that I would be able to make it there, but sadly I only get a brief moment when the jock is naked to allow me to search so if you excuse me I need to look. I need to find the device before this disgusting farting oaf graduates because if not I fear that I may be a bug hiding in a jock's ass for the rest of my life.