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A year has passed and Jack is off to college. How well will he adapt?

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Chapter #6

A new kind of dorm room

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Jack was growing increasingly uncomfortable as he was pressed against Jasmine's crotch as she walked. It seemed as if he was never going to get out of the position he was in as Jasmine kept walking. However, things went sideways when the giant student ran into someone she recognized.

"Jasmine! What's up?" a voice called from behind the girl. Jack heard the voice and had a hunch about what was about to happen. Jasmine stopped walking and turned around. Thankfully, the stopping of her walking made Jack a little bit more comfortable, but he was still stuck in her leggings. "Bri! Hey, how are ya?" Jasmine replied. She let her friend approach her and the two started chatting. From inside Jasmine's leggings, Jack could hear the two girls talking, though he couldn't decipher what of. It didn't particularly matter to him, all he cared about was the fact that Jasmine was distracted and he was having to wait longer strapped against her crotch. Jack tried moving to make himself known and remind Jasmine that she was taking him to his dorm, but a slight shift in her hips while she continued to talk with her friend threw Jack out of balance and forced his body into an awkward position which didn't allow much noticeable movement. Jack tried to wiggle around anyways, which worked to a limited extent, but Jasmine didn't pay attention to it as she was talking with her friend. Minutes upon minutes passed, and Jack was wondering how Jasmine hadn't just intervened and said she needed to do something. Now having been in her pants for over twenty minutes, Jack was growing restless. He wanted out.

Unfortunately, he was not to get his wish. The two giant girls would continue talking for another five minutes, which Jack couldn't help, and by the time they finished, Jasmine had gotten so off track that she had completely forgotten about why she was out and about. "Wait a minute," she paused as her friend walked away, "why the hell am I out anyways? Was I doing someone a favor or? For heaven's sake, I'll probably remember about it later." Suddenly, Jasmine changed her walking direction and Jack grew concerned. "She's forgotten about me and the fact that I'm in her pants. Son of a bitch, she's probably walking back to her dorm. I need to get her attention," he uttered to himself. Now that the giant student was walking again, though, Jack couldn't move himself as Jasmine's inner thighs rubbed against him and the fabric of her leggings kept him securely places against her crotch. Jack was panicking a little bit at this point. There seemed to be nothing that he could do as Jasmine returned to her dorm. After having made so much progress in getting back to normal, Jack found himself just as far as he was when he initially got Jasmine's attention. Little did he know, he would be even farther from normalcy when Jasmine got back to her dorm.

Entering her room, Jasmine sighed and yawned. "I think an early night's in order," she spoke tiredly. Jack felt her movements as the giant girl took off her sweatshirt and shirt beneath her to layer down to a tank top. Jack started squirming again to get her attention, but still nothing worked. Then, Jack was aggressively stretched against the girl's thong, with part of him now on the line between the protective covering and the tiny bit of exposed dark lip that was behind it. Jasmine had hopped into bed, deciding to leave her leggings on, and got under her covers. Jack knew he was in deep trouble now. If Jasmine went to sleep before he could either get her attention or get some more mobility back, Jack would inevitably be spending the night in her pants. If she rolled over onto her front, there could be a disaster.

With Jack in such a critical situation, what happens?
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