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frog friday
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"Time to measure dis little sissy clit," Jamal said. The guard handed Jamal a strip of measuring tape. Jamal placed his thumb on a small pad on Alex's cock cage, where traditionally a metal lock would be placed. These pads required the thumbprint of an inspector to open and close. As Jamal's thumb touched down on the pad, the mechanism sprang free and the clear cage fell off Alex's limp ditty. Jamal handed it to a guard while he measured. "Lemme see here," Jamal said, measuring Alex's flaccid ditty. "Dat's two-and-a-half inches, soft." The color drained from Alex's face. No way, he told himself. There's no way I'm that small. He looked down at his tiny little sissy dicklet, the fresh air upon it for the first time since the last inspection. "Looks like dem new dick-shrinkin' drugs is doin' da trick," one of the guards grunted.