Curious
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
tomspeeedy
Ms. Prittey brought Phil in front of her face with one eyebrow raised.
"Phil, how did you get in my underwear?"
Phil replied, "I was on your desk, then your foot knocked me into your shoe, and soon you put your shoes back on the desk along with me. Then I tried to get your attention at the edge of the desk. Your lunch almost crushed me so I jumped and landed on your legs, then slid down there..." he said pointing at her skirt.
"Down where?" Ms. Prittey smirked noticing that Phil did not want to say her underwear.
"At your skirt" Phil replied. "Please, I tried to get out, but I got trapped."
Ms. Prittey answered, "Well, if it was not for me, you would have been left here alone at school for the entire weekend."
Phil was thankful. Ms. Prittey was not mad at his actions and probably just saved his life by finding him.
Then the phone rang. Ms. Prittey answered it.
"Hello." "Yes, he is still here with me". "Is that so...?" Ms. Prittey smiled and glanced at Phil who looked helpless toward his teacher. "Well, ok then, talk to you later".
Ms. Prittey looked down at Phil.
"Well that was the principal, and she said that your family went to a funeral and would not be back in town for a while and that I get to take care of you for now."
Phil sat there in silence, he was never far from his family by himself besides at school, and now Ms. Prittey is going to take care of him. Phil was thankful that she was atleast caring.
"Phil, it's Friday so you are coming with me to my home." Phil gulped, trying to adjust to his new situation. Ms. Prittey had Phil stand on her hand when she said, "Phil, I dont have any pockets so the safest spot I have for you is in my shirt." Phil was confused, how could he stay in her shirt when she had no pockets. He was about to find out.
Ms. Prittey gently took hold of Phil and carefully inserted him in between her boobs. "Now, in you go", she winked. "Wait", Phil yelled before his face was surrounded by her warm flesh. Phil could see why his positon was safe, but he could not tell what is going on around him.
Ms. Prittey got into her car and started the engine. The car started vibrating along with her boobs which Phil felt. As Ms. Prittey picked up the pace, Phil began to slide down as that vibrations moved her boobs. Phil began sliding past her boobs, down her stomach and once again got stuck at the top of Ms. Prittey's skirt. Ms. Prittey had her top tucked in, so Phil could not go on the outside of her skirt so the vibrations continued to push Phil down toward the opening of her skirt. Phil's legs slipped under as did the rest of his body. What Phil did not notice was that he slipped under not only Ms. Prittey's skirt, but also slipped under her panties, which were still moist from earlier. Phil was once again trapped.
Ms. Prittey is a great driver, so she focused on the road oblivious to her student's journey down her body. She left the car, opened her door to her house and reached in to pull Phil out. But he was not there.
"Phil?" Ms. Prittey asked reaching once again in between her boobs. "Phiiiillllll"! Ms. Prittey asked with a tone of desperation. She thought of the possibilities, on the seat of her car, on the floor and so on. As she was thinking, she felt pressure in her panties and remembered the instance from school. "Phil, are you in here?", she asked while reaching into her panties. She pulled out Phil and looked at him shaking her head. "What am I going to do with you"?
Phil exhauseted, tried to explain, "Please,....please, I fell down,....and it was dark, then..."
"Sounds like another excuse to be in my panties" Ms. Prittey then smirked. "Perhaps I should just punish you down there, since you seem to want to be there so bad." "I might as well enjoy it too."
Does she put him back in her panties or was she just joking?
"Phil, how did you get in my underwear?"
Phil replied, "I was on your desk, then your foot knocked me into your shoe, and soon you put your shoes back on the desk along with me. Then I tried to get your attention at the edge of the desk. Your lunch almost crushed me so I jumped and landed on your legs, then slid down there..." he said pointing at her skirt.
"Down where?" Ms. Prittey smirked noticing that Phil did not want to say her underwear.
"At your skirt" Phil replied. "Please, I tried to get out, but I got trapped."
Ms. Prittey answered, "Well, if it was not for me, you would have been left here alone at school for the entire weekend."
Phil was thankful. Ms. Prittey was not mad at his actions and probably just saved his life by finding him.
Then the phone rang. Ms. Prittey answered it.
"Hello." "Yes, he is still here with me". "Is that so...?" Ms. Prittey smiled and glanced at Phil who looked helpless toward his teacher. "Well, ok then, talk to you later".
Ms. Prittey looked down at Phil.
"Well that was the principal, and she said that your family went to a funeral and would not be back in town for a while and that I get to take care of you for now."
Phil sat there in silence, he was never far from his family by himself besides at school, and now Ms. Prittey is going to take care of him. Phil was thankful that she was atleast caring.
"Phil, it's Friday so you are coming with me to my home." Phil gulped, trying to adjust to his new situation. Ms. Prittey had Phil stand on her hand when she said, "Phil, I dont have any pockets so the safest spot I have for you is in my shirt." Phil was confused, how could he stay in her shirt when she had no pockets. He was about to find out.
Ms. Prittey gently took hold of Phil and carefully inserted him in between her boobs. "Now, in you go", she winked. "Wait", Phil yelled before his face was surrounded by her warm flesh. Phil could see why his positon was safe, but he could not tell what is going on around him.
Ms. Prittey got into her car and started the engine. The car started vibrating along with her boobs which Phil felt. As Ms. Prittey picked up the pace, Phil began to slide down as that vibrations moved her boobs. Phil began sliding past her boobs, down her stomach and once again got stuck at the top of Ms. Prittey's skirt. Ms. Prittey had her top tucked in, so Phil could not go on the outside of her skirt so the vibrations continued to push Phil down toward the opening of her skirt. Phil's legs slipped under as did the rest of his body. What Phil did not notice was that he slipped under not only Ms. Prittey's skirt, but also slipped under her panties, which were still moist from earlier. Phil was once again trapped.
Ms. Prittey is a great driver, so she focused on the road oblivious to her student's journey down her body. She left the car, opened her door to her house and reached in to pull Phil out. But he was not there.
"Phil?" Ms. Prittey asked reaching once again in between her boobs. "Phiiiillllll"! Ms. Prittey asked with a tone of desperation. She thought of the possibilities, on the seat of her car, on the floor and so on. As she was thinking, she felt pressure in her panties and remembered the instance from school. "Phil, are you in here?", she asked while reaching into her panties. She pulled out Phil and looked at him shaking her head. "What am I going to do with you"?
Phil exhauseted, tried to explain, "Please,....please, I fell down,....and it was dark, then..."
"Sounds like another excuse to be in my panties" Ms. Prittey then smirked. "Perhaps I should just punish you down there, since you seem to want to be there so bad." "I might as well enjoy it too."
Does she put him back in her panties or was she just joking?
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March 24, 2025
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