Jack awoke just at the end of Carly's class and stretched. He opened up his pocket on her bag and poked his head out, noticing Carly was just wrapping up putting all her stuff away to leave. "Hey, what's next, Carly?" he asked. Carly looked over and smiled at Jack. "Good afternoon, Jack. If you don't mind, I think it would be fun if you came along with me to my equestrian club. We're having a fun ride-around today." Jack raised his eyebrow, unsure of whether bringing a two-inch tall guy to an equestrian club would be such a good idea, but he consented. "Sweet!" Carly squeaked, "I can't wait for you to see everything." Jack popped back into his pocket after that and waited to eventually arrive at her equestrian club.
No less than an hour later, Carly finally arrived at her destination and brought Jack out of his pocket in her bag. "Oh my god," he uttered as he stretched, "I swear, I probably got shorter being cramped in there so long." Carly cracked up. "Oh my goodness, you are such a card, Jack! I'm so glad I met you today, it's been a thrill getting to know you." Jack himself chuckled. "I've had a pretty good time with you as well. You know, when you weren't sitting on me."
"Oh psh, you're so silly," Carly said. Secretly, she really enjoyed having Jack underneath her and thought that if he could make her normal seat that much more comfortable, surely he could do so on her horse as well. And that was her plan. Pop Jack onto her saddle and ride him until it was time to head home. Of course, Jack was none the wiser about it. He thought what had happened earlier was just a misunderstanding. While the incidence of it in and of itself was, the duration and enjoyment Carly got out of it was not. Soon enough, Jack would learn that the hard way.
About fifteen minutes elapsed, mainly just with Jack and Carly conversing, once that fifteen minutes passed, Carly had to stow Jack away in her shirt pocket while she got in touch with the club supervisor and in her search for her horse. Inside of her pocket, Jack was tossed to and fro as she went about her business. Finally, once Carly had found her horse, she unbuttoned the shirt pocket and carefully put Jack on her left palm. "Whoa," Jack gasped, "that's a beautiful horse you have there. What's its name?" Carly smiled, happy that Jack was intrigued by her interest. "Casper is his name. Just like Casper the friendly ghost, Casper the horse is also very friendly. Though, I can't imagine you'll have too much interaction with him at your size." The two laughed together, then Carly went through what she was going to do that day. "Again, this isn't anything serious, just a casual ride-around, maybe for twenty minutes. Sound good?" Jack nodded. "Okay then, let's go!" Carly tossed Jack onto the saddle mounted on the horse, then began making her way up there. Confused, Jack paused for a moment to absorb what really was happening. When he saw Carly getting ready to get mounted, he called out to her. "Carly! Wait! What are you doing? This is far too dangerous for me, I thought I'd be riding in your pocket or something?"
"No, no. I figured I'd give you a good ride, and so you're going to get a good ride. I think we both are," Carly spoke, then winked at Jack as she swung her left leg over to the other side of the horse. Jack looked up in awe as a familiar image of denim lay above him. In just a moment's notice, that same round figure covered in blue jeans was atop Jack once more.
*CRUNCH*
"MMMMPH!" Jack yelled, muffled. Though this wasn't his first time having been sat on by Carly, it was the first time while she was riding a horse, and the movement beneath him as well as the jiggling mass on top of him that was moving as well began to make quick work of him. Beginning with a basic trot, Carly maneuvered Casper in a manner that would keep things smooth. Though that worked, Jack still was wriggling about, unaccustomed to such an odd event. Pressed firmly into the left cheek of Carly, Jack did his best to make himself comfortable, knowing this was not going to be a very comfortable ride. Eventually, however, Carly did find a good balance on her seat, making great use of Jack as a cushion while making sure he wasn't overly uncomfortable. As a matter of fact, Jack relaxed to the point where he could remain under Carly's control and not have much problem. Though he wasn't necessarily having fun, Jack learned to deal with it as Carly rode on. She, on the other hand, was having a great deal of fun. The bumps from the horse's gait made her fall hard and soft onto Jack, and the feeling resulting from that was both funny and satisfying. Having such a good time, Carly proceeded to prolong her ride by a good margin of what she originally planned.
Does this present problems with Jack later on, or does everything go smoothly?
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