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The day had finally come. After weeks of planning his revenge, Fox was ready to put his "friend" in his place. Fox recounted every single thing Wolf had done to him - forcing him to drink the vial that shrunk him down, and keeping him in close proximity to his sweaty cock and balls for who knows how long. Of course, there was a slight sense of pleasure, and he knew he couldn't deny it - one that Wolf knew all too well was there, that he often used to his advantage.

Still, Fox wanted to get a bit of revenge for himself. He had experienced a mixture of pleasure and discomfort that day - one that he knew Wolf would abuse to every extent of his capability if he found out about it, so he knew better than to make it apparent - but he knew for Wolf, it would be nothing short of torture.

Fox paid Wolf an unexpected visit after "preparing" for the main event for a few days - skipping the shower completely for a week straight, and spending most of his time at the gym. The scent that poured off of his body wasn't anywhere near as strong as Wolf's, but he knew it'd be enough to make the 'bigger man' wince, even if only a little bit.

"Hey, little guy," Wolf smiled as he opened his door. "Did ya come back for more? Ya just can't resist daddy's scent, can ya, boy?" Fox rolled his eyes, trying his best to pretend the wolf's poor attempts at "flirting" did anything more than annoy him - trying to hide his own, even if slight, arousal. "Hey, Wolf," he smiled. "Mind if I come in?"

"Of course!" Wolf moved over to invite Fox in, shutting the door behind him once they were both inside. "What brings ya my way?" It was apparent to Fox that Wolf hadn't been doing anything special that day - an open beer bottle sat on the table in front of his couch, with the TV playing an old movie the pair had watched together often.

"Ahh, you know," Fox said, eyeing the wolf up and down. "Just hoping we could do some drinking, ya know - spend some time together." Wolf chuckled at the notion, and gleefully agreed. As he grabbed two bottles of beer from the fridge, Fox sat down on his couch - pouring the same potion into Wolf's beer that he had used on him.

Without any hesitation, Wolf gulped down the remainder of his drink, much to Fox's delight. "Something about this tastes... Off..." Wolf said, a confused look on his face. "Fox, did you-" Within seconds, Wolf's body began to shrink down - Fox flashing him a sly smile as he slowly got off of the couch, removing his clothes to reveal a tight jockstrap underneath.

"Who's small now?" He smiled as the bulge in his jockstrap towered over Wolf's miniscule body. He knew fully that Wolf was certainly bigger than him - there was no denying that - however, he couldn't help but feel a great pleasure in seeing his shrunk-down friend writhe and try his best to run away before anything could be done to him. "Don't you try and escape now, little buddy," Fox smiled, picking up Wolf with ease. "I took some inspiration from ya - skipped the shower for the last few days just for you, friend." He winked as he slowly opened his jock, preparing to drop him inside.

"Hmm," Fox said, pondering his options. "How long do you think I should keep you down there? An hour? Two hours? Maybe all night?" Wolf tried his best to swear, to tell Fox he'd regret doing this...but all that registered in Fox's ears were miniscule squeaks. "Now, silly," Fox snickered, "you know full well that I can't hear you. And even if I could..." Fox slowly lowered Wolf into his jockstrap, setting him face-first against his sweaty, musky balls. "It's not like I'd show you any mercy anyway, now, would I?" Fox quickly snapped the waistband shut, enclosing Wolf inside of his underwear.

Wolf's senses were overwhelmed - though Fox had never been anywhere near as musky as Wolf himself, the only thing he could smell was Fox. It overpowered his senses completely - every single breath containing nothing but the sweaty pheromones his crotch released. "Hey," Fox said, "Be a dear while you're down there and clean me up, eh? It's been a while since I've hit the shower - and you might as well do something down there, eh?"

Satisfied with the position he put his 'friend' in, Fox laid back on the very couch Wolf sat on during his own torture, enjoying every little lick, and every tiny little breath he felt on his crotch - certainly enjoying it more than Wolf had been, of course.