In Mrs. Pritty's Dressing Room
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
softshoe
"We're going to the mall, Phil." Mrs. Pritty's voice came down through the fabric. I need to get this bra off, and I'm sure you feel the same way, hmm? That's why we're going to Victoria's Secret, first thing." Releived at this news that he was going to be free shortly, Phil barely noticed anything till the moment he got that first breath of fresh air.
He looked around and found himself still inside the bra, which was sitting on a bench in a small room. He was at least fairly sure it was a small room. It was hard to see around the large black fabric wall of Mrs. Pritty's skirt or over Mrs. Pritty's breasts hanging over him.
She took a step back, so that she could see him over the tops of her breasts "All right Phil, I'm going to try on some bras, and I want you to tell me what you think of them, ok?"
"All right Mrs. Pritty"
She turned around and lifted the first of her selections to herself, and hooked it in the back.
"All right Phil, how's this one?" With that she turned and picked him up and placed him in the cleavage formed by the new bra, so that only his head remained free. "Think you can pay attention from there?" She asked sweetly.
Struck a bit speechless and held fairly motionless, Phil only can nod slightly.
"Now now, you're not getting away that easily. We have plenty more to try on."
After about 10 more bras, Mrs. Pritty is no longer paying attention to Phil, and leaves him inside one of the bras on the bench in the room. Phil watches as she jiggles around with each bra, hooking and unhooking them. Then, during a particularly small back-clasp, forgetting Phil entirely, she sits down!
He looked around and found himself still inside the bra, which was sitting on a bench in a small room. He was at least fairly sure it was a small room. It was hard to see around the large black fabric wall of Mrs. Pritty's skirt or over Mrs. Pritty's breasts hanging over him.
She took a step back, so that she could see him over the tops of her breasts "All right Phil, I'm going to try on some bras, and I want you to tell me what you think of them, ok?"
"All right Mrs. Pritty"
She turned around and lifted the first of her selections to herself, and hooked it in the back.
"All right Phil, how's this one?" With that she turned and picked him up and placed him in the cleavage formed by the new bra, so that only his head remained free. "Think you can pay attention from there?" She asked sweetly.
Struck a bit speechless and held fairly motionless, Phil only can nod slightly.
"Now now, you're not getting away that easily. We have plenty more to try on."
After about 10 more bras, Mrs. Pritty is no longer paying attention to Phil, and leaves him inside one of the bras on the bench in the room. Phil watches as she jiggles around with each bra, hooking and unhooking them. Then, during a particularly small back-clasp, forgetting Phil entirely, she sits down!
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March 24, 2025
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