Going For a Jog
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
aypgirl
"I think we should go for a jog together. What do you say?" Phil looked up at his teacher, unsure how the two of them could possible jog together. He couldn't possibly keep up with her. Could it be that she trusted him to run along with her? If so, then the first chance he got, he could run off and, if they were outside, she would never find him. Phil couldn't believe that he could actually be free of her.
"Sure!" Phil exclaimed, "I would love to go for a jog with you." He then realized that he sounded too excited, and he might give away that he had a plan. He then added "I mean, if that's what you want, you're the teacher." Ms. Prittey smiled and said "excellent, I better go change." She then ran with Phil up the stairs to her bedroom. Phil was placed on the counter as Ms. Prittey took off her robe and stood completely naked. She slowly got dressed, putting on tight running shorts, her shoes, and then her bra.
Phil noticed that Ms. Prittey's bra was not a sports bra, and barely held in any portions of her breasts. He was confused by this. "Um, Ms. Prittey," he called to her. The woman stopped getting dressed and walked over to Phil. "Yes sweety?" she asked. "Well," he said, looking down in embarrassment, "it's just....um.....don't women have more......um.....support when they go running?" The teacher looked at the student in confusion, and then looked down at her chest. "Oh," she said, "you mean why aren't my tits in a tighter bra?" Phil was more embarrassed than before, and simply looked down at his feet.
The giantess lowered her face down so that she was inches from the student. "Honey," she said, "that is so sweet that you're concerned for my comfort. But actually, I chose this bra because I was concerned about your comfort." Phil looked up at her and asked "what do you mean?" Ms. Prittey laughed and said "well, how did you think you were going to go jogging with me? You can't run alongside with me, I'd lose you in a second." Phil still didn't get it, and let Ms. Prittey know this. The woman smiled and blew the little student a kiss. "You are just too adorable Phil. You're going to be riding in my breasts while I go jogging. You'll get all the exercise you need from all the jiggling my boobs do."
Phil suddenly realized that, far from this being his chance for escape, it was actually just a means of more torture. "You know," he said, "I'm actually not in the mood to go jogging." Ms. Prittey blew the boy another kiss, and said "well, you're going anyway." She then picked him up and shoved up into her bra, face-first against her left breast. As she bent down to pick up her tank top, Phil tried to sneak out, and started climbing up. Ms. Prittey simply pushed him back deeper into the bra, and put on the tight shirt. She checked herself in the mirror, and went downstairs to go for a jog.
As she ran, Ms. Prittey's breasts bounced wildly due to the lack of support. Phil was "jogging" a great deal, and getting more "exercise" than he knew what to do with. More concerning to him, though, was the fact that Ms. Prittey started to sweat a great deal. This was now covering Phil, and he was completely disgusted by it. However, he noticed that the sweat was actually making him move around even more. He found himself slowly slipping upwards, towards the top of the bra. Phil stopped fighting the movement, and suddenly he slipped out of the bra and he was resting on top of the portion of Ms. Prittey's left breast that was not concealed. The jogging, though, preventing him from staying there for too long. Before he knew it, the breast's bounce flung him up and off of Ms. Prittey, and he found himself flying through the air.
As a result of Phil's low center of gravity, he was uninjured when he landed in the dirt next to Ms. Prittey's jogging path. Phil looked up and saw Ms. Prittey stop. He froze, unaware if she had noticed he was gone.........
"Sure!" Phil exclaimed, "I would love to go for a jog with you." He then realized that he sounded too excited, and he might give away that he had a plan. He then added "I mean, if that's what you want, you're the teacher." Ms. Prittey smiled and said "excellent, I better go change." She then ran with Phil up the stairs to her bedroom. Phil was placed on the counter as Ms. Prittey took off her robe and stood completely naked. She slowly got dressed, putting on tight running shorts, her shoes, and then her bra.
Phil noticed that Ms. Prittey's bra was not a sports bra, and barely held in any portions of her breasts. He was confused by this. "Um, Ms. Prittey," he called to her. The woman stopped getting dressed and walked over to Phil. "Yes sweety?" she asked. "Well," he said, looking down in embarrassment, "it's just....um.....don't women have more......um.....support when they go running?" The teacher looked at the student in confusion, and then looked down at her chest. "Oh," she said, "you mean why aren't my tits in a tighter bra?" Phil was more embarrassed than before, and simply looked down at his feet.
The giantess lowered her face down so that she was inches from the student. "Honey," she said, "that is so sweet that you're concerned for my comfort. But actually, I chose this bra because I was concerned about your comfort." Phil looked up at her and asked "what do you mean?" Ms. Prittey laughed and said "well, how did you think you were going to go jogging with me? You can't run alongside with me, I'd lose you in a second." Phil still didn't get it, and let Ms. Prittey know this. The woman smiled and blew the little student a kiss. "You are just too adorable Phil. You're going to be riding in my breasts while I go jogging. You'll get all the exercise you need from all the jiggling my boobs do."
Phil suddenly realized that, far from this being his chance for escape, it was actually just a means of more torture. "You know," he said, "I'm actually not in the mood to go jogging." Ms. Prittey blew the boy another kiss, and said "well, you're going anyway." She then picked him up and shoved up into her bra, face-first against her left breast. As she bent down to pick up her tank top, Phil tried to sneak out, and started climbing up. Ms. Prittey simply pushed him back deeper into the bra, and put on the tight shirt. She checked herself in the mirror, and went downstairs to go for a jog.
As she ran, Ms. Prittey's breasts bounced wildly due to the lack of support. Phil was "jogging" a great deal, and getting more "exercise" than he knew what to do with. More concerning to him, though, was the fact that Ms. Prittey started to sweat a great deal. This was now covering Phil, and he was completely disgusted by it. However, he noticed that the sweat was actually making him move around even more. He found himself slowly slipping upwards, towards the top of the bra. Phil stopped fighting the movement, and suddenly he slipped out of the bra and he was resting on top of the portion of Ms. Prittey's left breast that was not concealed. The jogging, though, preventing him from staying there for too long. Before he knew it, the breast's bounce flung him up and off of Ms. Prittey, and he found himself flying through the air.
As a result of Phil's low center of gravity, he was uninjured when he landed in the dirt next to Ms. Prittey's jogging path. Phil looked up and saw Ms. Prittey stop. He froze, unaware if she had noticed he was gone.........
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March 24, 2025
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