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Jingle is a Christmas elf, but his whole life he always wanted to meet real humans, so this year on Christmas eve he decides to go where people would have the more fun celebrating Christmas. Unfortunately for him this brings him to a frat house and being only 6.75 inches around drunk young men is not a good idea.
He's quickly noticed by Jeremy, and while Jingle is introducing himself, Jeremy dares his friend Quentin to sit on him as "he looks like a good cushion". Jingle who isn't paying attention is quite surprised when Quentin's big hand approaches to grab him and places him on the chair. Quentin sits back down, covering the poor elf with his sweaty and smelly ass.
Quentin stays like this for a long time, sometimes releasing a tiny fart, but for Jingle it wasn't so tiny. Each fart is like a hurricane of poisonous gas hitting him in the face, as an elf he's only used to good smells like candy, so having to breath some dude beer farts is absolutely horrible for him. The truth is Quentin completely forgot about the tiny elf under him.
Jingle has some hope of freedom when he feels the giant standing up, but unfortunately he realizes that he's stuck to the short of his tormentor. Jingle has the worst night of his life while Quentin is just having fun with his friends. Even when Quentin goes to sleep, he doesn't take off his short, he just crawl in his bed trapping Jingle under the cover, that night Jingle discovered the Dutch Oven.

Description
Jingle is a Christmas elf, but his whole life he always wanted to meet real humans, so this year on Christmas eve he decides to go where people would have the more fun celebrating Christmas. Unfortunately for him this brings him to a frat house and being only 6.75 inches around drunk young men is not a good idea.
He's quickly noticed by Jeremy, and while Jingle is introducing himself, Jeremy dares his friend Quentin to sit on him as "he looks like a good cushion". Jingle who isn't paying attention is quite surprised when Quentin's big hand approaches to grab him and places him on the chair. Quentin sits back down, covering the poor elf with his sweaty and smelly ass.
Quentin stays like this for a long time, sometimes releasing a tiny fart, but for Jingle it wasn't so tiny. Each fart is like a hurricane of poisonous gas hitting him in the face, as an elf he's only used to good smells like candy, so having to breath some dude beer farts is absolutely horrible for him. The truth is Quentin completely forgot about the tiny elf under him.
Jingle has some hope of freedom when he feels the giant standing up, but unfortunately he realizes that he's stuck to the short of his tormentor. Jingle has the worst night of his life while Quentin is just having fun with his friends. Even when Quentin goes to sleep, he doesn't take off his short, he just crawl in his bed trapping Jingle under the cover, that night Jingle discovered the Dutch Oven.