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There's a new tutor in town. (A fan-made spiritual sequel to superdude9's "Tiny Tutor")
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Chapter #4

Stuck in dirty clothes pile...

    by: Philtrent Author IconMail Icon
When you quickly came to and tried you push yourself up, you were confused as it seemed you were tangled up in the clothes. Though you could have maybe buried your face into something, there wasn't really enough clothes for you to get stuck in... You thrashed around a bit in the semi-darkness, until your eyes adjusted to show that somehow... You were tangled in one of Cassie's thongs, a shiny silver one, and the smell was absolutely terrible. With the strings of the thong wrapped around your arms and legs and holding your face smashed against the ass part of the thong.

This just caused you to thrash around in an even worse panic, which only caused you to smear your face around in the butt floss before finally coming untangled and rolling down the pile. Your joy at new-found freedom is short-lived however, as you bounce of the cup of a bra and are sent headlong into another of Cassie's underwear, this time a pair of aqua-colored panties... Well, aqua except for the stomach wrenching brown patch of a large skid mark that of course you land face first on. If you thought the smell was horrible before, it just got way worse. You pull your face away with some difficulty, quickly realizing that you're at least partially stuck to the panties' brown spot.

Just then you hear the door open and shut, and you are presented with Cassy, she was beautiful, with blonde hair and a short skimpy skirt. You are so enthralled with her beauty that you don't even try to get her attention while she was looking at her clothes, and by the time you do she taking of her skirt and thong, oblivious to your cries and struggles. You are silenced again as you watch her in her green bra and panties and she plops on the bed.

You are mortified as Cassy rips the worst fart you've ever heard, SSSPPPPRRRRRRRAAAASSSHHHHTTTT!!! The smell quickly filled the room, overpowering the stench of even the skid mark you're stuck to. You feel bad for the panties, but are glad you're at least stuck to these ones and not the ones she's wearing. SSSLLLLLOOOORRRSSSSHHHHSPLAT!!! "Ah, geez... Good thing the tutor isn't here I guess. I'm gonna need my lucky panties anyway if I'm gonna keep from sharting myself around him after all that Mexican I had for lunch anyway..." You try again to get her attention to no avail as she wiggles out of her now not completely green panties and drops them to the floor with a sickening squelch. To your horror, she picks up the panties you're in without seeing you, which are apparently her lucky pair.

As Cassy was still lifting her lucky panties up you struggled your hardest to get off quickly but luck seems to be not on your side as you were only able to get half your body unstuck only get stuck flipped around. Cassy quickly sealed you in your tomb that was her dirty wrecked panties as the last bit of light you see snapped shut as her ass jiggles a little "Ah now to break them in. I really can't remember the last time i need them this bad!". Suddenly She let out a her first of soon not to be last wet farts. You had the joys of experiencing what no human being even at this small should have to endure you were covered from head to toe in her bile lucky you had your eye's close before she let her fart rip. Outside again Cassy had a joyful smile on her face " Oh Yeah! Enjoy it panties I know I am and there's more to come." She grabbed each of her ass cheeks and began to squish them together as another wet fart slipped out. You thought this was just a bad dream as if you were on a carnival ride that you can't get off. As she was still rubbing her cheeks together you were being sent in and out close to her hole as you got her second fart right in your face.

Her meaty cheeks were pressing into your sides like you were trapped in a vice, her anus directly in front of your face pulsating as if it knew there was an intruder in her panties.

You have the following choices:

*Noteb*
1. She sits down and begins working...

*Noteb*
2. She goes to workout/yoga...

*Noteb*
3. You unstick enough to try and crawl out...

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