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Chad was a well-off young pawdnventurer. His big frame and strength made him quite beloved among the quest givers as he could contribute to any task just like an adult yet be paid the same as a pup. It also meant that he would often take the more dangerous quests as the local guild master saw him as dependable. Chad already had the strength to match, he just needed a bit more experience and wisdom before he could give him access to those higher rank quests, or so the guild master wagered.
Chad on the other hand already felt competent enough. Not that he was boastful about it, he had a good record to prove it, but he was a pup nevertheless and couldn’t see the more intangible things of life. So, it was no surprise that he got annoyed at the guild master for not letting him go after the gobos to save a few local pawdventurers that were missing for a week. For the guild master it was obviously something that was above the young bull’s abilities. He was well aware how deceiving and precarious gobos could be. For Chad on the other hand, it seemed like not a big deal at all! He fought and won against much bigger foes, what could bunch of tiny gobos even do to him and his immense strength?
Unable to get an official quest from the guild master nor his approval the young bull sought to take matters into his own hooves. Some of those pawdventurers were his friends and he could not just wait for uncaring adults to sort it out! So, he prepared like he usually did and went off on his own, into the deep forest and jungle to track down the gobo tribe that was seen by people not so long ago. He figured they might be the best chance of finding and saving his friends.
He planned it all out, how he would confront them and use his big stature and overwhelming strength to defeat and intimidate them into telling him where his friends were. He could already see it, his flawless victory and the face of the guild master when he returned with everyone saved. He could see it all, except for the trap that was on the ground that pulled him upside down before he could realize what was happening.
By the time he regained his bearings the gobos were already approaching, and he was about to fight them off… only… he froze when his eyes glanced upon their… size. The swaying manhood stunned him until it was too late and before he could react, they were already onto him. The big manhood that flabbergasted him now smacked his muzzle, bringing a musky, manly, scent filled with pheromones that dazed him like nothing before. Filthy hands grabbed his arms and started pulling off his loincloth with him unable to stop it.
And then piercing laughter as the filthy creatures saw what was underneath. For all his size and stature, compared to them he was so small where it mattered the most for them. The gobos calling over for others to see for themselves as they all wondered why he even bothered to cover such a small useless thing up? He couldn’t think straight, he was getting hard, though not like the gobos could see any difference with how small his boyhood was. He tried to move but only found himself locked in place, the gobos being stronger than they appeared… or perhaps it was the musky pheromones that started to sap his strength away, it did not matter as he suddenly realized that the guild master was right.
The gobos eventually did turn their full attention to him after they laughed off his small prick. They were keen on showing him what true manhood was supposed to look like. Chad gulped as fear and embarrassment rushed through him as for all his strength and stature, he was the small one when compared to gobos.