More Experimenting
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
aypgirl
Ms. Prittey kept her toes wrapped around her tiny captive and slowly pulled her sock off her foot. When Phil saw the light of day once more, he began his struggles in an attempt to get free. Ms. Prittey let him drop from her toes into her waiting hand, and then raised him up to her face.
"So dear," she said, "are you happier with my foot than you were with my breasts?" Phil shook his head and said "no maam, I was much happier with your breasts, I would be happy to return to them." Ms. Prittey sighed and said "Phil, we have already established that my breasts are no longer an option. All you have shown is that my foot is not a viable option either." Phil breathed a sigh of relief. He had not liked it in Ms. Prittey's sock one bit, and he felt that at least there was some sort of victory in not having to return.
He was
"Well," Ms. Prittey said, "on to option 3." She then bent over and lowered Phil down to her ass. "Ms. Prittey," Phil protested, "you can't put me in your panties, that's gross!" Ms. Prittey called down "not to worry sweety, you won't be touching my panties. You're actually going in my ass." Phil started screaming and begging, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. The boy looked ahead and saw Ms. Prittey's waiting ass, and her hand forced him past the crack. He was forced deep into her body, and felt like he could not move. The stench was unbearable, but he had no room to move, no room to even cover his nose. He was trapped, immobilized, and completely at the mercy of his teacher's ass.
After an hour of this torture, Ms. Prittey felt............
"So dear," she said, "are you happier with my foot than you were with my breasts?" Phil shook his head and said "no maam, I was much happier with your breasts, I would be happy to return to them." Ms. Prittey sighed and said "Phil, we have already established that my breasts are no longer an option. All you have shown is that my foot is not a viable option either." Phil breathed a sigh of relief. He had not liked it in Ms. Prittey's sock one bit, and he felt that at least there was some sort of victory in not having to return.
He was
"Well," Ms. Prittey said, "on to option 3." She then bent over and lowered Phil down to her ass. "Ms. Prittey," Phil protested, "you can't put me in your panties, that's gross!" Ms. Prittey called down "not to worry sweety, you won't be touching my panties. You're actually going in my ass." Phil started screaming and begging, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. The boy looked ahead and saw Ms. Prittey's waiting ass, and her hand forced him past the crack. He was forced deep into her body, and felt like he could not move. The stench was unbearable, but he had no room to move, no room to even cover his nose. He was trapped, immobilized, and completely at the mercy of his teacher's ass.
After an hour of this torture, Ms. Prittey felt............
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March 24, 2025
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