Knowing that whatever it was underneath her had nowhere to go, the goth girl thought it aside and chose to focus on her classwork. She leaned back in her chair and...
*CRUNCH*
With the faintest of noises, Jack was overwhelmed by the gigantic goth and smushed between her and the chair. The goth got comfortable, shifting around left and right a couple times, before sitting completely still and jotting down notes. Jack, meanwhile, was having a very difficult time relaxing. Though his body had fallen limp, he couldn't help but feel stressed and panicked at the fact that he was being crushed by the goth's massive cheek. With there being as little light as there was down there, Jack thought of just succumbing to the allure of sleep and drifting off, but he figured that if he did that, considering the circumstances, he might never wake up. Persevering on, Jack managed to keep himself awake much longer than he thought possible.
As the class passed, the goth girl shifted relatively infrequently, which was somewhat of a plus for Jack. Though when she did move around, it made him incredibly uncomfortable. Her milky flesh would rub him up and down, side to side, press down on him, pull up; just about any maneuver you can think of, she performed. On a few occasions when Jack felt like he had enough strength to get the student's attention, he bit into the flesh of the girl. In response, the girl involuntarily flexed her cheeks, crunching Jack against the seat even further. He was about to give up and just pass out when he finally felt the pressure ease and begin raising up. Thanking his lucky stars that he had made it, Jack's positive attitude didn't last long when he felt himself stay attached to the girl's behind.
"What the hell?" the girl uttered as she stood up. She turned around to look at her chair and didn't find the previously sat upon thing. "I could have sworn there was something there, where did it go?" When she sat down again to ponder what had happened to Jack, she felt him. The goth laughed. "Oh, that's where it could have gone." She leaned to her side and ran her hand under her, her fingers probing around until they felt Jack. She nonchalantly peeled Jack off of her butt cheek and threw him onto the table in front of her. Jack was hardly able to comprehend where he was, let alone the ginormous figure hovering above him. That same figure didn't take long to understand what Jack was and what his situation was. "You must have a shrink ray, little man," she began. "I'm sure you'll be okay. I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you though." Jack began sitting up, his whole body throbbing in soreness. "Uh... it's f-fine. My fault," Jack groaned. "Well, I'm happy you're alive," the goth chuckled. "I gave you quite the beating. I'm pretty surprised, to be honest. I'm impressed though. You have some damn fine perseverance and excellent durability for being able to withstand my ass for that long." Jack quietly thanked the girl and held his head. "I suppose you need some time to recover, though. I can help you with that..." a smirk formed on the goth's face and Jack became worried.
What was it the goth planned on doing with him?
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