The quiet streets were only occasionally disturbed by the patter of small feet belonging to Goten, a skinny seven-year-old white boy, as he made his way to the park. His mind was occupied with thoughts of the adventures he would have, blissfully unaware of the danger lurking around the corner.
A trio of teenage boys, Jake, Brad, and Mark, spotted Goten from a distance. Jake, the leader, whispered to his friends, "Now there's a scrawny little thing. I bet he wouldn't even put up a fight." The three devised a plan to catch the boy, and before long, they were putting their scheme into action.
Jake approached Goten with a playful grin, calling out, "Hey, you! Yeah, you, Skinny Mini! You look like you could use a friend." Goten, intrigued and slightly flattered by the attention, hesitated for only a moment before responding, "I-I guess I could. I'm Goten."
As Goten and Jake exchanged pleasantries, Brad and Mark snuck up behind the oblivious boy, quickly grabbing him and covering his mouth to muffle his screams. Goten struggled, but the teens easily overpowered him, dragging him into the woods, laughing at his wide-eyed fear.
"Look at him, blushing and whimpering," Brad taunted, his hand lingering on Goten's tiny little penis, visible through his pants. "I bet he's never even been touched before."
Jake, amused by Goten's reaction, decided to take their new plaything to their cabin for further "fun." Goten, still struggling, was carried by Mark, who couldn't help but notice how light and fragile Goten felt in his arms.
Upon arriving at the cabin, the boys stripped Goten naked, revealing his small, smooth body. Jake ordered Goten to obey or face punishment, his tone stern but laced with amusement. Intimidated, Goten nodded, and the teens introduced him to elements of BDSM, tying him up and spanking him.
The boys discussed de-aging and shrinking Goten, deciding it would make their "playtime" more interesting. Goten, tears streaming down his face, was told he was now their slave, to be used as they pleased.
The teens took turns giving Goten blowjobs and handjobs, commenting on how surprisingly skilled Goten was for his age. Goten, exhausted and sore, was placed in a cage, the teens joking about how cute he looked.
As the teens left, Goten couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement for what tomorrow would bring. He drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a way to escape, but also of the forbidden pleasure he experienced. The cabin, once a place of safety and comfort, was now a den of sin and desire. Goten was theirs to keep, and he would have to learn to embrace his new life as their captive plaything.
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