Field Trip
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
aypgirl
"I think it's today," Phil said, and Ms. Prittey replied "excellent. You're going to love the colonial village. Everything there is just like it was a few hundred years ago." Phil just continued getting dressed, not even thinking about what was in store for him.
Ms. Prittey carried Phil to school in her cleavage. When she got there, all the students in the class were rounded up and taken on the bus for the trip. Ms. Prittey sat in the front, while all the girls played around in the back. Phil felt very uncomfortable in his teacher's breasts, but was afraid of something even worse if he was back with the other girls.
When they arrived at their destination, everyone got off the bus. Ms. Prittey pulled Phil out so that he still was in her cleavage, but his head was outside. He saw what looked like an old time town, and a few women walked up to Ms. Prittey. From their clothing, Phil could tell that they worked there. "Good morning," one of them said to Ms. Prittey, "it's good to have you back." The two shook hands and Ms. Prittey said "well, last year's class had such a great time, I thought these kids should have a look." The woman started to walk away and then noticed Phil. "Um," she said, "what's that?" Ms. Prittey looked down at her cleavage and said "this is Phil, he's one of our students." The woman leaned down until Phil was inches away from her lips. "Well," she said, "you are in for the history lesson of a lifetime."
"Say," the woman says, looking up at Ms. Prittey, "why doesn't he 'ride' with me? That way you can keep an eye on the other students and he'll be sure to hear everything." Ms. Prittey agreed, and took Phil out of her breasts and shoved him head-first into the other woman's cleavage. His legs stuck out from the top of her boobs, and the two women laughed as the legs flailed about helplessly. The woman reached in and repositioned Phil. He looked up at Ms. Prittey, who leaned down towards him. "Now Phil," Ms. Prittey said, "you be good with Abigail. I'm going to watch the other students." She blew Phil a kiss and then walked away.
Abigail began to lead the tour with Phil in tow. It was a very hot day, so Phil's hostess began sweating, every drop of which he felt. The tour group got to the stockade in the middle of the "town" and Abigail said "here is where they used to keep the old prisoners. We usually like to have you all take a picture with one, but we don't seem to have any prisoners today." At that point, one girl called from the back "let's use Phil!" All the girls cheered at this suggestion. Abigail laughed and said, "I think that can be arranged."
Abigail whispered something to one of her assistants, who went into an office. When she came out, everyone saw that she had a stapler. Abigail took the stapler and pulled Phil out of her cleavage. She walked over to the stockade and held Phil up against the wood. She then held one of his hands up and used the stapler to trap it against the wood. Abigail then did the same with his other hand, and then his legs. The tiny student was trapped. "Okay," Abigail called out, "take your pictures."
The girls proceeded to take pictures with tiny Phil struggling to get free. Each one took wackier pictures than the ones before. Some girls took pics of themselves licking Phil, others kissing him. Some girls smothered Phil in their breasts when they took the picture.
After they were all done, Abigail released Phil, and the students went back to the bus. When they got on, Abigail turned to Ms. Prittey and said "you know, we have a few more groups today, we could really use him as our stockade prisoner. What do you say?" Ms. Prittey thought about it and.........
Ms. Prittey carried Phil to school in her cleavage. When she got there, all the students in the class were rounded up and taken on the bus for the trip. Ms. Prittey sat in the front, while all the girls played around in the back. Phil felt very uncomfortable in his teacher's breasts, but was afraid of something even worse if he was back with the other girls.
When they arrived at their destination, everyone got off the bus. Ms. Prittey pulled Phil out so that he still was in her cleavage, but his head was outside. He saw what looked like an old time town, and a few women walked up to Ms. Prittey. From their clothing, Phil could tell that they worked there. "Good morning," one of them said to Ms. Prittey, "it's good to have you back." The two shook hands and Ms. Prittey said "well, last year's class had such a great time, I thought these kids should have a look." The woman started to walk away and then noticed Phil. "Um," she said, "what's that?" Ms. Prittey looked down at her cleavage and said "this is Phil, he's one of our students." The woman leaned down until Phil was inches away from her lips. "Well," she said, "you are in for the history lesson of a lifetime."
"Say," the woman says, looking up at Ms. Prittey, "why doesn't he 'ride' with me? That way you can keep an eye on the other students and he'll be sure to hear everything." Ms. Prittey agreed, and took Phil out of her breasts and shoved him head-first into the other woman's cleavage. His legs stuck out from the top of her boobs, and the two women laughed as the legs flailed about helplessly. The woman reached in and repositioned Phil. He looked up at Ms. Prittey, who leaned down towards him. "Now Phil," Ms. Prittey said, "you be good with Abigail. I'm going to watch the other students." She blew Phil a kiss and then walked away.
Abigail began to lead the tour with Phil in tow. It was a very hot day, so Phil's hostess began sweating, every drop of which he felt. The tour group got to the stockade in the middle of the "town" and Abigail said "here is where they used to keep the old prisoners. We usually like to have you all take a picture with one, but we don't seem to have any prisoners today." At that point, one girl called from the back "let's use Phil!" All the girls cheered at this suggestion. Abigail laughed and said, "I think that can be arranged."
Abigail whispered something to one of her assistants, who went into an office. When she came out, everyone saw that she had a stapler. Abigail took the stapler and pulled Phil out of her cleavage. She walked over to the stockade and held Phil up against the wood. She then held one of his hands up and used the stapler to trap it against the wood. Abigail then did the same with his other hand, and then his legs. The tiny student was trapped. "Okay," Abigail called out, "take your pictures."
The girls proceeded to take pictures with tiny Phil struggling to get free. Each one took wackier pictures than the ones before. Some girls took pics of themselves licking Phil, others kissing him. Some girls smothered Phil in their breasts when they took the picture.
After they were all done, Abigail released Phil, and the students went back to the bus. When they got on, Abigail turned to Ms. Prittey and said "you know, we have a few more groups today, we could really use him as our stockade prisoner. What do you say?" Ms. Prittey thought about it and.........
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