Teacher's Little Helper
Tiny Brother VS Big Sister
chapter 42
by
Ello
Just when you felt you might rip in half your lower body breaks free from under Juri's foot slingshotting you into the air. She opens her eyes wide as loses her grip on you and nervously glances towards the professor who was walking past the front row of students. She sees you, though just a tiny blur, shoot right past the professor, just barely missing her, and crashing onto the backrest of her rolling chair. Juri then looks relieved though sad she lost her little stress toy.
Meanwhile Christine also saw the whole ordeal and while she felt bad for you, she also hoped you wouldn't get found. You stuck to the backrest for only a moment before peeling off and landing on the worn down leather seat, right in the clear indentation left behind by the shapely professor. You couldn't take anymore of this... You thought to yourself as you gagged and coughed out more sand and sweat from Juri's foot. Your body was badly stretched out and flattened like a deflated balloon, sticky and smelly. It felt absolutely unbearable and you knew it would get worse if you didn't move.
Click, click, click, you heard the high heels of the professor approaching. Sure enough the stern beauty came into view as she towered over you and turned around presenting her thick meaty ass, just barely contained by her tight, short, business skirt. By your angle you could see her big pantyhose covered butt threatening to break free. A beautiful but terrifying sight as she began to sit down.
Christine in a panic threw up her hand to stall the teacher and give you at least a chance to heal.
The professor didn't notice at first though and plopped down heavily on the chair. Once again you were painfully hammered under a thick ass cheek, your pathetic body completely giving out under her weight, the work leather chair basically providing no cushion for you. Once she settled her weight on you she noticed Christine's hand. "Oh , I didn't realize you raised your hand." She said as she slowly stood up leaving you plastered to the chair in agony. "Now unless there's something wrong with the test you know I can't really help you right?" She said putting a hand on her hip.
Christine was lightly sweating with nerves. She couldn't even stop her from sitting on you and now she had the intimidating woman's attention. Christine said "Sorry professor I thought I saw a typo on question 52 but I think I just misread it."
The professor nodded "Ah, no problem" she replied before plopping her thick ass back down on the chair causing Christine to wince and you to be further reduced to a smudge on the seat as you were subjected to another meteoric impact. As usual Christine inadvertently made your situation worse...
The professor shifted in her seat to get comfortable really spreading you across the leather allowing both of her ass cheeks rest on top of you. Your face was mushed right under her ass crack allowing you just a tiny amount of room to gasp for air, though you choked on her slightly sweaty booty scent. She fidgeted a bit, constantly shifting her weight around you and lifted her ass a few inches to adjust her chair. You could groan if you could as the seat shot up pressing you against her oppressive booty again. This of course was nothing compared to her sitting down again, barreling her weight onto you and grinding you to paste again. She then pulls the lever again which causes the seat to lower a tiny bit before her weight drops down right after. She does this a few more times hammering you under her ass until she finally finds the perfect setting.
You are now thoroughly flattened and spread across the bottom of her cheeks like a spread eagled sticker.
"Alright ladies this is the halfway mark! Only 30 minutes remaining!" You mentally groaned knowing you were going to be annihilated under her for at least another half hour, the constant agonizing pressure and rising temperature was too much to bear especially after how brutal your life has been recently. Unfortunately for you her feet were tired from walking around most of the day and she was happy to keep her ass firmly sunk into the chair, oblivious to the presence of her useless little cushion. She smiled as the Redhead finished up early and turned in the test.
The professor rolled her sweat closer to the desk and dug her ass deep into the chair, which groaned in protest, your poor body making inaudible squelching noises. She looked over the test comparing it to her answer sheet. Eventually more and more girls finished up leaving a pile of tests 100 questions long on her desk. There was about 8 minutes left and only Christine and the two late girls remained in the room. Christine actually finished several minutes ago but was trying to brainstorm a way to save you. However, she is not having much luck thinking up a rescue plan.
The clock ticks away until finally the timer alarm goes off. "Alright pencils down!" The professor says as she stands up, your annihilated body remaining plastered across the seat desperate for fresh air and escape.
Meanwhile Christine also saw the whole ordeal and while she felt bad for you, she also hoped you wouldn't get found. You stuck to the backrest for only a moment before peeling off and landing on the worn down leather seat, right in the clear indentation left behind by the shapely professor. You couldn't take anymore of this... You thought to yourself as you gagged and coughed out more sand and sweat from Juri's foot. Your body was badly stretched out and flattened like a deflated balloon, sticky and smelly. It felt absolutely unbearable and you knew it would get worse if you didn't move.
Click, click, click, you heard the high heels of the professor approaching. Sure enough the stern beauty came into view as she towered over you and turned around presenting her thick meaty ass, just barely contained by her tight, short, business skirt. By your angle you could see her big pantyhose covered butt threatening to break free. A beautiful but terrifying sight as she began to sit down.
Christine in a panic threw up her hand to stall the teacher and give you at least a chance to heal.
The professor didn't notice at first though and plopped down heavily on the chair. Once again you were painfully hammered under a thick ass cheek, your pathetic body completely giving out under her weight, the work leather chair basically providing no cushion for you. Once she settled her weight on you she noticed Christine's hand. "Oh , I didn't realize you raised your hand." She said as she slowly stood up leaving you plastered to the chair in agony. "Now unless there's something wrong with the test you know I can't really help you right?" She said putting a hand on her hip.
Christine was lightly sweating with nerves. She couldn't even stop her from sitting on you and now she had the intimidating woman's attention. Christine said "Sorry professor I thought I saw a typo on question 52 but I think I just misread it."
The professor nodded "Ah, no problem" she replied before plopping her thick ass back down on the chair causing Christine to wince and you to be further reduced to a smudge on the seat as you were subjected to another meteoric impact. As usual Christine inadvertently made your situation worse...
The professor shifted in her seat to get comfortable really spreading you across the leather allowing both of her ass cheeks rest on top of you. Your face was mushed right under her ass crack allowing you just a tiny amount of room to gasp for air, though you choked on her slightly sweaty booty scent. She fidgeted a bit, constantly shifting her weight around you and lifted her ass a few inches to adjust her chair. You could groan if you could as the seat shot up pressing you against her oppressive booty again. This of course was nothing compared to her sitting down again, barreling her weight onto you and grinding you to paste again. She then pulls the lever again which causes the seat to lower a tiny bit before her weight drops down right after. She does this a few more times hammering you under her ass until she finally finds the perfect setting.
You are now thoroughly flattened and spread across the bottom of her cheeks like a spread eagled sticker.
"Alright ladies this is the halfway mark! Only 30 minutes remaining!" You mentally groaned knowing you were going to be annihilated under her for at least another half hour, the constant agonizing pressure and rising temperature was too much to bear especially after how brutal your life has been recently. Unfortunately for you her feet were tired from walking around most of the day and she was happy to keep her ass firmly sunk into the chair, oblivious to the presence of her useless little cushion. She smiled as the Redhead finished up early and turned in the test.
The professor rolled her sweat closer to the desk and dug her ass deep into the chair, which groaned in protest, your poor body making inaudible squelching noises. She looked over the test comparing it to her answer sheet. Eventually more and more girls finished up leaving a pile of tests 100 questions long on her desk. There was about 8 minutes left and only Christine and the two late girls remained in the room. Christine actually finished several minutes ago but was trying to brainstorm a way to save you. However, she is not having much luck thinking up a rescue plan.
The clock ticks away until finally the timer alarm goes off. "Alright pencils down!" The professor says as she stands up, your annihilated body remaining plastered across the seat desperate for fresh air and escape.
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