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Your Life......Smaller
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
Rachael's words made a hollow void inside your body, what she had in mind was clear as day. " Well I was going to go home with him and teach him a few lessons. Nothing says "Shame on you" like a big toe covering your whole body but..." Rachael stood completely upright, slightly taller than Amy and looked at her softly, "It sounds like you're a bit of a victim here too. Maybe you would like to come along?" What Rachael wanted to do was painfully obvious, she wanted two people to punish you, to really get the message across; and you did nothing wrong! If you were alone with Rachael this might not be so bad, maybe even fun if you were smooth enough but with Amy along chances of making up were pretty much gone...unless she and Rachael turned out to be lesbians (Not quite a bad image actually) But the chances of that happening were even lower than making up with Rachael with her around.
Amy's peppy reply lowered your spirits even more, "Sure! Sounds fun, let's teach that pervert!" Of course she had little choice other than this, if Amy said no it would appear suspicious, and Rachael may ask questions. With any luck somewhere along the line Amy would mess up when explaining this lie and things would smooth out...but she seemed to be a pro at lying unfortunately. A loud shuffling sound made you turn back to Rachael, she was rifling through her purse for something...and soon she pulled it out. An empty Tic-Tac bottle, one you were familiar with.
"Why you pull that out?" Amy quickly asked, finally shutting her locker and slinging her backpack over her shoulder; ever so careful not to harm you."
"The pervert." Your girlfriend stated flatly, "I carry a few things that can hold him when we're together, just to be safe. This is probably the least comfortable of them for now and it'll keep him in there." Rachael opened the tip and gestured the opening towards Amy's hand...towards you. Amy dropped you in there without a second thought and immediately a loud click told you Rachael shut the lid. Thankfully there was a layer of cotton spread about to use as a cushion, which you did with a grimace. Next thing you know everything shook and the massive world seemed to go black, you knew why too; Rachael threw you into her purse for safe keeping and the slow up and down motions told you she was walking.
The Tic-tac plastic seemed oddly sound proof, you heard faint whispers of Rachael and Amy, but no details but you imagined they were talking about how to torture you, or maybe getting properly aquainted. God you prayed Amy didn't bring up the Cowgirl stuff again, no need to give Rachael any ideas. It was at least twenty minutes until you saw light again, most of which you spent pondering on how to get out of this situation...you got nothing; unlike Amy you were a horrible liar and if you said the truth, how Amy sat on you she would twist it to benefit her...dammit. When light refilled the bottle everything seemed to flip over as gravity sent you plummeting. You landed with a soft thud in someone's soft hand, it smelled of strawberries...Rachael's hand.
You looked up at her and sadly her expression had not softened, right beside her was Amy who was making a tough girl expression. They were looking at you like you were the worst kind of criminal.
"What should we do to him?" Rachael asked, her tone set in a way that made it painfully clear this was rehearsed.
"Oh my I have no idea, what could we possibly do to teach a pervert a lesson?"
Rachael looked at her with the edges of her lips smiling, "That's what I'm wondering. I mean sneaking into a girl's underwear...how low can you get? Shuffling around in their....for gods sake!"
Amy clapped her hands together and let out a revelative gasp, "I got it!
Amy's peppy reply lowered your spirits even more, "Sure! Sounds fun, let's teach that pervert!" Of course she had little choice other than this, if Amy said no it would appear suspicious, and Rachael may ask questions. With any luck somewhere along the line Amy would mess up when explaining this lie and things would smooth out...but she seemed to be a pro at lying unfortunately. A loud shuffling sound made you turn back to Rachael, she was rifling through her purse for something...and soon she pulled it out. An empty Tic-Tac bottle, one you were familiar with.
"Why you pull that out?" Amy quickly asked, finally shutting her locker and slinging her backpack over her shoulder; ever so careful not to harm you."
"The pervert." Your girlfriend stated flatly, "I carry a few things that can hold him when we're together, just to be safe. This is probably the least comfortable of them for now and it'll keep him in there." Rachael opened the tip and gestured the opening towards Amy's hand...towards you. Amy dropped you in there without a second thought and immediately a loud click told you Rachael shut the lid. Thankfully there was a layer of cotton spread about to use as a cushion, which you did with a grimace. Next thing you know everything shook and the massive world seemed to go black, you knew why too; Rachael threw you into her purse for safe keeping and the slow up and down motions told you she was walking.
The Tic-tac plastic seemed oddly sound proof, you heard faint whispers of Rachael and Amy, but no details but you imagined they were talking about how to torture you, or maybe getting properly aquainted. God you prayed Amy didn't bring up the Cowgirl stuff again, no need to give Rachael any ideas. It was at least twenty minutes until you saw light again, most of which you spent pondering on how to get out of this situation...you got nothing; unlike Amy you were a horrible liar and if you said the truth, how Amy sat on you she would twist it to benefit her...dammit. When light refilled the bottle everything seemed to flip over as gravity sent you plummeting. You landed with a soft thud in someone's soft hand, it smelled of strawberries...Rachael's hand.
You looked up at her and sadly her expression had not softened, right beside her was Amy who was making a tough girl expression. They were looking at you like you were the worst kind of criminal.
"What should we do to him?" Rachael asked, her tone set in a way that made it painfully clear this was rehearsed.
"Oh my I have no idea, what could we possibly do to teach a pervert a lesson?"
Rachael looked at her with the edges of her lips smiling, "That's what I'm wondering. I mean sneaking into a girl's underwear...how low can you get? Shuffling around in their....for gods sake!"
Amy clapped her hands together and let out a revelative gasp, "I got it!
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