Bad news and worse news
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
Skylow
When Phil awoke, his body was screaming in agony. He was pinned down against solid wood by a familiar force of tons of flesh covered in denim. "That's enough, Michelle," he heard Becky's muffled voice say. "I think it's Mandy's turn now." Michelle grumbled a bit, but stood up obediently. Phil found himself in the kitchen, laying on a stool looking up to the ceiling. He groaned tried to roll over, only to find that he was taped down by his arms and legs. His ribs, back, neck, and head all felt like they were going to explode, although all of his body hurt.
"He really is a tough little bugger," another teenage girl's voice said from above. Phil looked over, horrified to see a pretty blond high school student in cheerleading shorts and a white tank-top. "Kendra!" he gasped. Kendra gave an evil smile and strutted over to the stool where he was lying. "You're going to be in real trouble when you get to school tomorrow," Kendra said maliciously. "Ms. Priety doesn't take too kindly to people cutting class."
"But I couldn't go to class," Phil protested. "Becky kept me home and..."
"You don't get it, do you?" Kendra inturrupted. "You still think you're going to school to learn. That school let you go so that the poor, overworked students, like your sister and myself have a toy to play with in class. Think about it. Unending punishment for something you really didn't do, a desk where you can't see the board at all in a classroom several levels too advanced for you, torture for the slightest infraction, it's all about making you a toy. I guess you don't know that your sister isn't being charged for tuition anymore."
"What?" Phil said, looking over at Becky.
"You see, little man, the only thing that separates you from other little bugs is your amazing ability to not die. You can apparently take quite a beating and recover quickly. You only come to school to be a toy for the big girls, including Ms. Priety. It will never stop. You might as well accept your fate." Kendra looked over at Mandy, who was looking at Phil anxiously. "How mean of me," she said. "I've been keeping your cute little cousin from her turn." Kendra sauntered off as Mandy plopped down right on top of Phil. "See you in school tomorrow," Kendra sang as she left.
Phil only wished that his cousin's massive weight would just kill him like it should. His mother sold him away to be tormented by giant girls, his sister was going to allow it, and his cousin and her friend were oblivious. How could his life get any worse.
Mandy raised her bottom off the chair and brought it down, smashing Phil into the wooden seat. She repeated this several times, until he was screaming in pain when she lifted up. Then she sat down again, grinding him into the seat. There was a knock at the door and Becky said, "It looks like your mom's here, Mandy."
"I want to play with Phil some more," Mandy said, standing up. "Can I take him home with me? He can go to my school tomorrow."
Becky thought for a moment. "Sure," she said, removing the tape and picking Phil up. She dropped him into Mandy's back pocket and buttoned it up.
"You're the best!" Mandy exclaimed, giving Becky a huge hug. Phil simply sat in the bottom of Mandy's pocket crying as she walked to the door.
"He really is a tough little bugger," another teenage girl's voice said from above. Phil looked over, horrified to see a pretty blond high school student in cheerleading shorts and a white tank-top. "Kendra!" he gasped. Kendra gave an evil smile and strutted over to the stool where he was lying. "You're going to be in real trouble when you get to school tomorrow," Kendra said maliciously. "Ms. Priety doesn't take too kindly to people cutting class."
"But I couldn't go to class," Phil protested. "Becky kept me home and..."
"You don't get it, do you?" Kendra inturrupted. "You still think you're going to school to learn. That school let you go so that the poor, overworked students, like your sister and myself have a toy to play with in class. Think about it. Unending punishment for something you really didn't do, a desk where you can't see the board at all in a classroom several levels too advanced for you, torture for the slightest infraction, it's all about making you a toy. I guess you don't know that your sister isn't being charged for tuition anymore."
"What?" Phil said, looking over at Becky.
"You see, little man, the only thing that separates you from other little bugs is your amazing ability to not die. You can apparently take quite a beating and recover quickly. You only come to school to be a toy for the big girls, including Ms. Priety. It will never stop. You might as well accept your fate." Kendra looked over at Mandy, who was looking at Phil anxiously. "How mean of me," she said. "I've been keeping your cute little cousin from her turn." Kendra sauntered off as Mandy plopped down right on top of Phil. "See you in school tomorrow," Kendra sang as she left.
Phil only wished that his cousin's massive weight would just kill him like it should. His mother sold him away to be tormented by giant girls, his sister was going to allow it, and his cousin and her friend were oblivious. How could his life get any worse.
Mandy raised her bottom off the chair and brought it down, smashing Phil into the wooden seat. She repeated this several times, until he was screaming in pain when she lifted up. Then she sat down again, grinding him into the seat. There was a knock at the door and Becky said, "It looks like your mom's here, Mandy."
"I want to play with Phil some more," Mandy said, standing up. "Can I take him home with me? He can go to my school tomorrow."
Becky thought for a moment. "Sure," she said, removing the tape and picking Phil up. She dropped him into Mandy's back pocket and buttoned it up.
"You're the best!" Mandy exclaimed, giving Becky a huge hug. Phil simply sat in the bottom of Mandy's pocket crying as she walked to the door.
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March 24, 2025
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