keeps him for herself.
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
anacone
Motherboard: MS-7025 (K8N Neo2-F)
It was a small room. Looked to be have been built and designed to be a small office for one teacher. Ms Prittey walked through the oblong room. It had multiple microwave ovens alongside on the working bench. THere was one oven to the left and a fridger to the right. She went to collect her food from the fridger and planned to heat it up in the microwave.
"Hello, how do you do?" Ms Prittey greeted her co workers at the table which was placed at the end of the room by a big window. The window didn't have any curtains but was almost overly filled with mullions. It almost made it feel like a prison. The sunlight from outside enlighted the people well of the one side of the table. There sat a big woman with black hair with a shortcut hairstyle from the 80's, in the middle a blonde woman at the same age with a little bit too much make up and at the end of the row was a very skinny lady at her 30's. She had a straight combed, lilac and short hair. To be honest, it looked like a wig. Her breast were huge and her face looked just as fake.
At the opposite side of the table sat 2 persons. It was a little harder to see as they sat in the shadow. But they were definitely attractive.
The microwave tinkled indicated the timer had ran to zero. Ms Prittey took the food out and went to the table. The food smelled well. Phil's belly made noises to indicate he was hungry. He was stuck and couldn't move. His body started to feel weaker with the lack of energy and he knew he would have even less to put up against his abuser. The room was warmed up by the sun and Ms Prittey's feet became moisture. Phil suddenly felt thirsty and suprsingly for a second considered to lick the feet to put out his need.
Ms Prittey had put down the food on the table and reached out her hand to the skinny girl by the window. She leaned forward to attempt to reach across the table. She stood on her toes to win some range and all her weight was concentrated to the tip of her feet. Phil was wondering if he would survive the total weight of the full grown female and gusted for air.
"Hi, I'm ms Prittey! You are welcome here!"
"Thank you! Ms Person already gave me a light tour and I must say, I'm already impressed! They continued to discuss the matters of the school and how it could develope it even futher. Ms Prittey had sat down and Phil could finally get some air. Longed for air, despite it containing a lot of particles from the foot sweat. He took several deep breaths and thanked god.
It was a small room. Looked to be have been built and designed to be a small office for one teacher. Ms Prittey walked through the oblong room. It had multiple microwave ovens alongside on the working bench. THere was one oven to the left and a fridger to the right. She went to collect her food from the fridger and planned to heat it up in the microwave.
"Hello, how do you do?" Ms Prittey greeted her co workers at the table which was placed at the end of the room by a big window. The window didn't have any curtains but was almost overly filled with mullions. It almost made it feel like a prison. The sunlight from outside enlighted the people well of the one side of the table. There sat a big woman with black hair with a shortcut hairstyle from the 80's, in the middle a blonde woman at the same age with a little bit too much make up and at the end of the row was a very skinny lady at her 30's. She had a straight combed, lilac and short hair. To be honest, it looked like a wig. Her breast were huge and her face looked just as fake.
At the opposite side of the table sat 2 persons. It was a little harder to see as they sat in the shadow. But they were definitely attractive.
The microwave tinkled indicated the timer had ran to zero. Ms Prittey took the food out and went to the table. The food smelled well. Phil's belly made noises to indicate he was hungry. He was stuck and couldn't move. His body started to feel weaker with the lack of energy and he knew he would have even less to put up against his abuser. The room was warmed up by the sun and Ms Prittey's feet became moisture. Phil suddenly felt thirsty and suprsingly for a second considered to lick the feet to put out his need.
Ms Prittey had put down the food on the table and reached out her hand to the skinny girl by the window. She leaned forward to attempt to reach across the table. She stood on her toes to win some range and all her weight was concentrated to the tip of her feet. Phil was wondering if he would survive the total weight of the full grown female and gusted for air.
"Hi, I'm ms Prittey! You are welcome here!"
"Thank you! Ms Person already gave me a light tour and I must say, I'm already impressed! They continued to discuss the matters of the school and how it could develope it even futher. Ms Prittey had sat down and Phil could finally get some air. Longed for air, despite it containing a lot of particles from the foot sweat. He took several deep breaths and thanked god.
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March 24, 2025
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