He Dont Want But She Do Want
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 21
by
WriteMik
"N-no I d-dont want to be a t-teachers pet!" tiny Phil stuttered. he tried to dig in his heals and pushed back on the giant hand of Ms. Prittey. She looked down on the little tiny boy between her thighs. She wanted this so badly right now. She was wet and horny as hell, but she stopped pushing him. "Ooh, party-pooper." She mocked him. Phil was pushing on her fingers trying to squeeze past them. He would manage to force an arm between her fingers, or squeeze his tiny body tightly against her inner-thighs. But he could not get past her hand no matter how hard he tried. To the Giantess teacher this was just foreplay.
Ms. Prittey removed her hand and Phil fell flat on his face. She giggled a little and without thinking about it reached for Phil with her other hand that had been fingering her pussy. A thick strand of juice came along with her fingers and wetly clung to Phils shirt. instantly Phil felt his back become wet as the strand of juice soaked into his shirt. It got in his hair and began to flow slowly around to his face as he tried to get up. But the dripping hand of Ms. Prittey held him down as she petted him like an owner would a small pet. "Come on you'll like being my teachers pet." She purred.
In a sudden burst of strength Phil pushed away from her hand and got to his feet. It caught the teacher off guard. but his advantage in surprise was quickly lost as he ran strait into the crotch section of her panties that were still stretched between her thighs, and he was bounced back onto the polished wood surface of her desk. Ms. Pretty laughed out loud at the clumsy little student. "Ha ha ha! You're so funny you silly little boy." She began to close in on him with her hand again, but Phil saw his chance, He jumped up, and using her panty as a handhold, climbed quickly to the top of her thigh. She grabbed for him, but without planning ahead, he leaped down and found himself plummeting over the edge of the desk and strait for the floor. Ms. Prittey reacted quickly, and reflexively, swiping for him with her hand. But instead of catching him as she intended she only smacked him. Phil hit the hard floor at an angle and rolled roughly to a stop. he was dizzy and seeing stars as the titanic form of his teacher appeared crouched above him. Through a blur he could see her face framed by her thighs with her skirt pulled up revealing her uncovered privet area.
Ms. Prittey was momentarily concerned he was hurt but then she saw him blinking and he sat up. She could tell he was fine. And she was tired of waiting. She centered herself over him, wiggling her toes with anticipation inside her pumps. Right there on the classroom floor she lowered herself onto Phil compleatly covering him with her wet steaming pussy.
Ms. Prittey removed her hand and Phil fell flat on his face. She giggled a little and without thinking about it reached for Phil with her other hand that had been fingering her pussy. A thick strand of juice came along with her fingers and wetly clung to Phils shirt. instantly Phil felt his back become wet as the strand of juice soaked into his shirt. It got in his hair and began to flow slowly around to his face as he tried to get up. But the dripping hand of Ms. Prittey held him down as she petted him like an owner would a small pet. "Come on you'll like being my teachers pet." She purred.
In a sudden burst of strength Phil pushed away from her hand and got to his feet. It caught the teacher off guard. but his advantage in surprise was quickly lost as he ran strait into the crotch section of her panties that were still stretched between her thighs, and he was bounced back onto the polished wood surface of her desk. Ms. Pretty laughed out loud at the clumsy little student. "Ha ha ha! You're so funny you silly little boy." She began to close in on him with her hand again, but Phil saw his chance, He jumped up, and using her panty as a handhold, climbed quickly to the top of her thigh. She grabbed for him, but without planning ahead, he leaped down and found himself plummeting over the edge of the desk and strait for the floor. Ms. Prittey reacted quickly, and reflexively, swiping for him with her hand. But instead of catching him as she intended she only smacked him. Phil hit the hard floor at an angle and rolled roughly to a stop. he was dizzy and seeing stars as the titanic form of his teacher appeared crouched above him. Through a blur he could see her face framed by her thighs with her skirt pulled up revealing her uncovered privet area.
Ms. Prittey was momentarily concerned he was hurt but then she saw him blinking and he sat up. She could tell he was fine. And she was tired of waiting. She centered herself over him, wiggling her toes with anticipation inside her pumps. Right there on the classroom floor she lowered herself onto Phil compleatly covering him with her wet steaming pussy.
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March 24, 2025
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