Caught in the act...
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
vinnyloo
Kendra’s huge smelly sock was about to be pulled onto her giant sweaty foot, hovering above, just as two people walked into the room. Kendra’s eyes averted from the tiny prisoner in her sock - she looked up to see who they were.
The first was a tall, attractive lady in her late-thirties. Kendra recognized the woman from earlier in the morning - she was Mrs. Bemine, tiny Phil’s mother. The second person Kendra only recognized from passing glances around the school halls - her name was Becky Bemine. Becky was Phil’s older sister - at age 16, she was three years older than him.
“Hello,” Phil’s mother politely asked, “Are you Kendra?”
Phil, upon hearing his mother’s voice began to wrestle with the sock furiously. He began to yell his heart out, for his mother to hear him and get him away from this horrible girl.
“Yes...” Kendra slowly replied, eyeing the tall woman and daughter.
“Would you know where my little boy, Phil Bemine, would be? I spoke to Ms. Prittey outside, and she said that he was with you...” Mrs. Bemine trailed off. Her eyes left Kendra’s face, and instead fell on the sock still in Kendra’s hand - now wriggling, just a little. Phil’s mom was very capable of hearing tiny sounds as well, as she had needed to strain to hear her tiny boy’s voice for 13 years.
Kendra didn’t reply.
Mrs. Bemine walked forward and took the sock out of the little girl’s hand. With a quick glance back to Becky, she proceeded to open the rim of the sock. Her large eyes peered down into the dirty tunnel, and of course, she saw her tiny little boy, hands tied, helplessly staring back up at her.
“Is he in there?” Becky asked, astounded.
“Yes he is...” Mrs. Bemine replied, handing the sock to Becky for her to see.
The sock shifted and swung, and the rim proceeded to open, and Phil saw his giant older sister’s huge eyes peering down the sock at him. He could tell that she fought back a snicker - she couldn’t help but think it was a little funny.
“Were you about to put this sock on, with him inside of it?” Mrs. Bemine asked the little girl in front of her.
“Miss Prittey told me to do it - he’s in trouble and that’s his punishment...” she said to defend herself.
“Oh...” Mrs. Bemine continue. “So this is a punishment, that the teacher ordered?” She asked.
“Yeah,” Kendra replied...
The first was a tall, attractive lady in her late-thirties. Kendra recognized the woman from earlier in the morning - she was Mrs. Bemine, tiny Phil’s mother. The second person Kendra only recognized from passing glances around the school halls - her name was Becky Bemine. Becky was Phil’s older sister - at age 16, she was three years older than him.
“Hello,” Phil’s mother politely asked, “Are you Kendra?”
Phil, upon hearing his mother’s voice began to wrestle with the sock furiously. He began to yell his heart out, for his mother to hear him and get him away from this horrible girl.
“Yes...” Kendra slowly replied, eyeing the tall woman and daughter.
“Would you know where my little boy, Phil Bemine, would be? I spoke to Ms. Prittey outside, and she said that he was with you...” Mrs. Bemine trailed off. Her eyes left Kendra’s face, and instead fell on the sock still in Kendra’s hand - now wriggling, just a little. Phil’s mom was very capable of hearing tiny sounds as well, as she had needed to strain to hear her tiny boy’s voice for 13 years.
Kendra didn’t reply.
Mrs. Bemine walked forward and took the sock out of the little girl’s hand. With a quick glance back to Becky, she proceeded to open the rim of the sock. Her large eyes peered down into the dirty tunnel, and of course, she saw her tiny little boy, hands tied, helplessly staring back up at her.
“Is he in there?” Becky asked, astounded.
“Yes he is...” Mrs. Bemine replied, handing the sock to Becky for her to see.
The sock shifted and swung, and the rim proceeded to open, and Phil saw his giant older sister’s huge eyes peering down the sock at him. He could tell that she fought back a snicker - she couldn’t help but think it was a little funny.
“Were you about to put this sock on, with him inside of it?” Mrs. Bemine asked the little girl in front of her.
“Miss Prittey told me to do it - he’s in trouble and that’s his punishment...” she said to defend herself.
“Oh...” Mrs. Bemine continue. “So this is a punishment, that the teacher ordered?” She asked.
“Yeah,” Kendra replied...
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