Traffic Jam!
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
tiny_p
Ms. Prittey looked down to her chest, admiring the small lad wedged into her cleavage, spotting the relaxed smile on his face as he laid back and enjoyed the rhythmic motion of her breathing. Ms. Prittey was glad to have rescued Phil from those younger girls, with him now, she felt a warm, almost motherly feeling come over her knowing that such a small boy was so dependent on her at this moment.
Prittey was so fixed on Phil she didn't even noticed the line of vehicles ahead of her slowing to a complete stop, and just as she looked up for a glace she shrieked in a panic, and slapped the brakes, coming to a near stop only inches from the other car's back bumper.
Phil during this whole ordeal hardly felt a thing, being surrounded by pillowy masses as he was. He looked up to Ms. Prittey's face and ask "is everything alright?", Ms. Prittey was panting heavily.
"Traffic has stopped" she replied. Phil's whole world suddenly shifted as Ms. Prittey leaned forward from her car seat to look around the seemingly endless line of cars ahead of her, seeing flashing lights in the distance. "I think there's been an accident, seems we're gonna be stuck here together, for a while." she said, with a bit of a sinister smile towards the end.
They sat there for a few minutes in silence, Phil who was living in a dream at the moment was perfectly fine, but boredom was starting to grasp Ms. Prittey. Looking down at tiny Phil she got an idea, and started to wiggle her body around. Phil was taken by surprise as he was thrown around in all sorts of directions as the gelatin mountains to this sides shook violently. Though his shock quickly faded as he realized hat Mr. Prittey was doing, he cried out in joy as he experienced a ride far for exciting than anything you would find at a carnival.
Ms. Prittey was having a blast as well, she really enjoyed toying with Phil, and he was showing no objections at this time. Phil on the other hand was starting to get nauseous, and thought to himself if Ms. Prittey wants to play games like this, he'll need to get back at her. Unknowingly to Ms. Prittey, Phil started working his body downward through her cleavage, wiggling and pulling at the flesh, not stopping till he pulled himself out from the bottom of her bra.
Phil looked down the vast cavern below him as he dangled from the bra. Her smooth skin behind him, and the fabric of her top in front, Phil's plan was set into order was he let go and slid down Ms. Prittey torso and belly. This did not go unnoticed to Ms. Prittey, as she felt the small object slip down her shirt she realized Phil was no longer between her breast. At this time Phil came to a stop at Ms. Prittey navel and pulled himself up to it.
Ms. Prittey let out a giggle as she felt Phil's small hands caress her bellybutton. She then knew that slipped bit of laughter had doomed her because then Phil started rubbing and and climbing all over her belly region, sending Mr. Prittey into a fit of laughter and giggling like she was a teenage girl again. The shaking of her belly laughing was making it quite hard for Phil to hold on, and it almost appeared as if he was in a rodeo act. Not to say it didn't fall off a few times, only to bounce off Ms. Prittey's top and ride again.
This went on for a while until Ms. Prittey with tears in her eyes begged Phil to stop.
Mr. Prittey is now exhausted, and reclines in her seat to take a breath. Phil is now heading south, and searching for an exit from her top.
Prittey was so fixed on Phil she didn't even noticed the line of vehicles ahead of her slowing to a complete stop, and just as she looked up for a glace she shrieked in a panic, and slapped the brakes, coming to a near stop only inches from the other car's back bumper.
Phil during this whole ordeal hardly felt a thing, being surrounded by pillowy masses as he was. He looked up to Ms. Prittey's face and ask "is everything alright?", Ms. Prittey was panting heavily.
"Traffic has stopped" she replied. Phil's whole world suddenly shifted as Ms. Prittey leaned forward from her car seat to look around the seemingly endless line of cars ahead of her, seeing flashing lights in the distance. "I think there's been an accident, seems we're gonna be stuck here together, for a while." she said, with a bit of a sinister smile towards the end.
They sat there for a few minutes in silence, Phil who was living in a dream at the moment was perfectly fine, but boredom was starting to grasp Ms. Prittey. Looking down at tiny Phil she got an idea, and started to wiggle her body around. Phil was taken by surprise as he was thrown around in all sorts of directions as the gelatin mountains to this sides shook violently. Though his shock quickly faded as he realized hat Mr. Prittey was doing, he cried out in joy as he experienced a ride far for exciting than anything you would find at a carnival.
Ms. Prittey was having a blast as well, she really enjoyed toying with Phil, and he was showing no objections at this time. Phil on the other hand was starting to get nauseous, and thought to himself if Ms. Prittey wants to play games like this, he'll need to get back at her. Unknowingly to Ms. Prittey, Phil started working his body downward through her cleavage, wiggling and pulling at the flesh, not stopping till he pulled himself out from the bottom of her bra.
Phil looked down the vast cavern below him as he dangled from the bra. Her smooth skin behind him, and the fabric of her top in front, Phil's plan was set into order was he let go and slid down Ms. Prittey torso and belly. This did not go unnoticed to Ms. Prittey, as she felt the small object slip down her shirt she realized Phil was no longer between her breast. At this time Phil came to a stop at Ms. Prittey navel and pulled himself up to it.
Ms. Prittey let out a giggle as she felt Phil's small hands caress her bellybutton. She then knew that slipped bit of laughter had doomed her because then Phil started rubbing and and climbing all over her belly region, sending Mr. Prittey into a fit of laughter and giggling like she was a teenage girl again. The shaking of her belly laughing was making it quite hard for Phil to hold on, and it almost appeared as if he was in a rodeo act. Not to say it didn't fall off a few times, only to bounce off Ms. Prittey's top and ride again.
This went on for a while until Ms. Prittey with tears in her eyes begged Phil to stop.
Mr. Prittey is now exhausted, and reclines in her seat to take a breath. Phil is now heading south, and searching for an exit from her top.
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March 24, 2025
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