There was no way you'd be able to climb up and out of this man's underwear before he got to his car. Your only choice, it seemed, was to squeeze your way under his looming sack and make it out on the other side before he sat down. As it stood swaying now as the man walked, You could fit under the tight gap if you crouched down deep enough. As you approach the wrecking ball-like testicles, the sweaty musky smell grows stronger, enough to make you already regret this decision. You begin your decent beneath the long stretch of baggy flesh. As you traverse, the space around you becomes more and more confined, forcing you on your back to shimmy the rest of the way. You hear the loud sound of the truck door opening outside and you know that your time is short. Scooting yourself as quickly as you can, you can start to see the dark void of the space opening up behind you. Do you make it?