and he was so close too!
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
aypgirl
Phil looked up from his flesh prison and saw the other students packing up and getting ready to leave. He figured it was the end of the day, so he was close to being free. However, he still didnt trust that Ms. Prittey would just let him go, so he tried to continue his escape.
Suddenly, he saw a slender shadow begin to cover him, and he looked up to see Ms. Prittey's finger coming down towards him. He had been spotted! She placed her finger on top of his head and said "just where do you think you're going, young man?" Phil tried to push the finger off, but had no luck, and Ms. Prittey shoved him back into her sweat-soaked cleavage. All his struggling had been for nothing.
Ms. Prittey then walked out of the classroom, her breasts bouncing with each step. Phil bounced along, until he felt her stop, and he heard some talking. It was his mother!
"Hi, I'm here to pick up my son, Phil," he heard her say. He started screaming "mom, help, I'm in here," but Ms. Prittey crossed her arms, squeezing her breasts tightly together. Phil was effectively gagged.
"Hi," Ms. Prittey said, "I'm Phil's teacher. I wanted to talk to you about a behavioral issue with him." "Oh," his mother said, "what happened?" "It's nothing particularly serious," Ms. Prittey replied, "it's just that the school is very strict with discipline, and in cases like your sons, we generally apply overnight detention." "Well," his mother said, "I don't want him getting any special treatment. I'll be back to pick him up tomorrow."
Phil struggled with all his might, but Ms. Prittey's breasts were too firm. The flesh prevented any movement or speech, although he could hear his mother walking away. After a few minutes, he felt the breasts separate, and Ms. Prittey's fingers reached in and pulled him out. He looked around and also saw Ms. Anderson, the school principal, and Ms. Frost, the school counselor, and he realized that he was in Ms. Anderson's office.
"Ok Phil," Ms. Prittey said, "this is how overnight detention works............"
Suddenly, he saw a slender shadow begin to cover him, and he looked up to see Ms. Prittey's finger coming down towards him. He had been spotted! She placed her finger on top of his head and said "just where do you think you're going, young man?" Phil tried to push the finger off, but had no luck, and Ms. Prittey shoved him back into her sweat-soaked cleavage. All his struggling had been for nothing.
Ms. Prittey then walked out of the classroom, her breasts bouncing with each step. Phil bounced along, until he felt her stop, and he heard some talking. It was his mother!
"Hi, I'm here to pick up my son, Phil," he heard her say. He started screaming "mom, help, I'm in here," but Ms. Prittey crossed her arms, squeezing her breasts tightly together. Phil was effectively gagged.
"Hi," Ms. Prittey said, "I'm Phil's teacher. I wanted to talk to you about a behavioral issue with him." "Oh," his mother said, "what happened?" "It's nothing particularly serious," Ms. Prittey replied, "it's just that the school is very strict with discipline, and in cases like your sons, we generally apply overnight detention." "Well," his mother said, "I don't want him getting any special treatment. I'll be back to pick him up tomorrow."
Phil struggled with all his might, but Ms. Prittey's breasts were too firm. The flesh prevented any movement or speech, although he could hear his mother walking away. After a few minutes, he felt the breasts separate, and Ms. Prittey's fingers reached in and pulled him out. He looked around and also saw Ms. Anderson, the school principal, and Ms. Frost, the school counselor, and he realized that he was in Ms. Anderson's office.
"Ok Phil," Ms. Prittey said, "this is how overnight detention works............"
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