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Zander is overpowered
Zander felt his draft as his friends tore his trousers down before lifting Zander out of them entirely. Zander protested and flailed his legs about, but to no avail. He could see the girls whispering and pointing at his skimpy choice of underwear up ahead and felt his cheeks burn even hotter.
“What do you think the girls would think about this little display?” One of the friends taunted as the other one tugged up on Zander’s waistband a few times.
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