Into the Drunken Crowd We Go
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
rhita_gawr
Amber spent several minutes mulling the decision over, several times almost ending Phil's life then and there due to his struggled in his attempt to escape her rectum. However, after a bit of time, she finally decided that since Phil had been entrusted to her, she shouldn't end him now. She did allow him to squirm and struggle a little while longer before finally reaching inside of anus, her fingers groping around until they found him and grabbed him by the shoulders. After a few grunts and shivers, Amber had Phil out, and herself under control. "You're one lucky-ass boy, you know that?" She half laughed, half panted. Her fingers closed around him as she quickly found the sink, washing both Phil and her hands at the same time.
Without even bothering to let him dry, Amber dropped the boy into her shirt pocket. She adjusted her pants and uniform, knowing that it was time to return to work. After briefly patting her pocket with Phil inside, Amber had to head straight to work. The bar had grown busier since she'd stopped for her "smoke" break, and this meant that she had to hop-to to keep the customers happy. She hustled and bustled around, preparing and serving drinks. So focused was she on her work, that all thoughts of her little boy-toy slipped out of her mind, and with all of the commotion, she didn't notice as her bouncing breasts forced him out of her shirt pocket, and onto the bar's counter.
It didn't take Phil long to recover from the short fall onto the bar surface. With Amber's attention elsewhere, this was likely his only chance for escape if he wanted to get away from her, and that meant he had to act fast. Like a shot, he hauled butt down the bar, away from the direction that his previous torturer-ess was headed in. Even if this was a bar, he could probably find someone that would actually help him.
Unfortunately, if there was someone in this bar that would do just that, Phil would never get a chance to meet them tonight.
The tiny boy briefly looked back over his shoulder at Amber, to make sure she hadn't seen him. This was his first mistake, as he barreled straight into an alcohol spill, causing him to trip and slide on his butt along the slick counter top surface, spinning along the way. His trip quickly brought him into collision with some random customer's hand. The customer, gender unidentifiable to Phil, hardly noticed him. The only reaction they made was to pick up their drink. This gave Phil another chance to stand up and head further down the counter.
Panting from the slight exhaustion that was building up from his entire crazy experience, he didn't notice as a large, feminine hand came swooping down. It wasn't aiming for him, but it did knock Phil high enough into the air that he landed in one of about 12 shots of rum on a tray not far from where he had been. The tray, carried by Amber, was headed right for a group of three women. It takes Phil a few minutes to recover, accidentally swallowing plenty of rum(As compared to his size) on his climb out of the shot glass. He plops down onto the tray as its placed on the table, and he sees Amber, still not seeming to notice that he's missing, turn to walk back the way she came now that the tray was delivered.
Phil, in his drunken stupor, didn't want to go back into the pits of Amber's body again, but she was the only one who knew that he even existed. If he called out now, there was a chance she might hear him, at least... But then again, so might someone else!
Without even bothering to let him dry, Amber dropped the boy into her shirt pocket. She adjusted her pants and uniform, knowing that it was time to return to work. After briefly patting her pocket with Phil inside, Amber had to head straight to work. The bar had grown busier since she'd stopped for her "smoke" break, and this meant that she had to hop-to to keep the customers happy. She hustled and bustled around, preparing and serving drinks. So focused was she on her work, that all thoughts of her little boy-toy slipped out of her mind, and with all of the commotion, she didn't notice as her bouncing breasts forced him out of her shirt pocket, and onto the bar's counter.
It didn't take Phil long to recover from the short fall onto the bar surface. With Amber's attention elsewhere, this was likely his only chance for escape if he wanted to get away from her, and that meant he had to act fast. Like a shot, he hauled butt down the bar, away from the direction that his previous torturer-ess was headed in. Even if this was a bar, he could probably find someone that would actually help him.
Unfortunately, if there was someone in this bar that would do just that, Phil would never get a chance to meet them tonight.
The tiny boy briefly looked back over his shoulder at Amber, to make sure she hadn't seen him. This was his first mistake, as he barreled straight into an alcohol spill, causing him to trip and slide on his butt along the slick counter top surface, spinning along the way. His trip quickly brought him into collision with some random customer's hand. The customer, gender unidentifiable to Phil, hardly noticed him. The only reaction they made was to pick up their drink. This gave Phil another chance to stand up and head further down the counter.
Panting from the slight exhaustion that was building up from his entire crazy experience, he didn't notice as a large, feminine hand came swooping down. It wasn't aiming for him, but it did knock Phil high enough into the air that he landed in one of about 12 shots of rum on a tray not far from where he had been. The tray, carried by Amber, was headed right for a group of three women. It takes Phil a few minutes to recover, accidentally swallowing plenty of rum(As compared to his size) on his climb out of the shot glass. He plops down onto the tray as its placed on the table, and he sees Amber, still not seeming to notice that he's missing, turn to walk back the way she came now that the tray was delivered.
Phil, in his drunken stupor, didn't want to go back into the pits of Amber's body again, but she was the only one who knew that he even existed. If he called out now, there was a chance she might hear him, at least... But then again, so might someone else!
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