Stay in her pocket My name is Phil Tiny chapter 11 by copier · original author: wikitiki350

"Can't you just let me go?" asked Phil. He was getting annoyed with being thrown around from girl to girl, and he just wanted to be left alone. He looked up to see that Tori's giant smile had vanished. Instead, a frown took its place. She looked very crestfallen, and it seemed like her eyes were about to water. Gently, she lowered Phil onto the ground. She spoke softly "Well, yeah, but . . . I was just hoping that we could become friends. I've never met someone like you before, and I was really excited. Besides, you're just so cute. But I guess if you don't want to be with me, I could drop you off somewhere." She gazed at Phil sadly, and waited for his response. While her face was one of dejection, Phil's showed signs of dread and worry. "When you say drop, you don't mean that-" Now her tears started flowing. Phil stood there silent as giant balls of water cascaded toward the floor. He didn't understand why she was getting so upset. "NO, I told you already that I'd let you go! Why can't you just trust me?!" She sat on the floor and cried for several more minutes. "No one ever wants to get close to me. They just see me as a sex object, which they can use and get rid off. None of the boys I've dated ever really liked me, they just wanted my body." Strangely enough, Phil found that he was able to relate with her. He couldn't count the number of times girls had used him as a plaything this one day alone.

"Look Tori, I didn't mean it. If you want, I'll go with you in your pocket." Phil decided that it would be better than her backpack. At least he would be able to see. Tori looked up at him with hope in her eyes. "Really," she said quietly. Phil nodded. Wiping her tears away, Tori shot back up and grabbed Phil. "This is going to be great! Thanks Phil!" Without warning, she pulled Phil in for a kiss. Her beautiful, moist, red lips collided with his body, and remained that way for what seemed like forever. When she was done. Phil was gasping for breath "Sorry, I just got really excited", explained Tori. "It's alright" Phil responded politely. Tori looked at him again "But um . . . My two front pockets are kind of full, so . . ."

"Do you want me to go in your backpack?" asked Phil. "No, I have a better idea!" Tori placed Phil in her back pocket. Her jeans were so tight that he was squeezed right up against her perfect ass. He was still able to breath, but he was facing toward her, so he had to tilt is head to the side to avoid being smothered by her ass. He tried to protest, but Tori said "don't act like you don't love it." Phil had to admit, it was a great position. "I thought you said you didn't want men to go after your body." Tori laughed, "No, I said that I didn't want men to like me only for my body. You seem different, so I'll let you ride there. Let's get to class"
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March 24, 2025
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