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by Tisch Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #2323921
Derek finds himself on the short end of the stick at his new job. How might things go?
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Chapter #4

The punk's new accessory

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"OOF!" With a thud, Derek landed on the classroom floor. He grimaced as he opened his eyes and looked up to find Mrs. Johnson walking out of the room. "No, come back," he groaned. "Ugh, I could have used a lift to my next class, too." Derek slowly sat up and ran down his body to make sure nothing was too severely injured. He seemed to be okay, just a tad sore from the landing. The little guy stood up and walked around, trying to walk off the incident. Just a few moments later, a rush of footsteps came from outside the door. The six-inch-tall assistant looked out of the doorway and saw a collection of new high school students heading in his direction. "That must be the next class," Derek sighed, "I won't be able to get out of the classroom until the doorway's clear." He stood at the side of the teacher's desk, leaning up against it. As the students entered, a few noticed his presence and gave him confusing looks, not understanding who he was supposed to be. Nonetheless, they took their seats. More and more of them filed in, a few giving Derek those same funny looks, until there was one student that caught Derek's eye. She was a rather tall student, standing even with most boys, if not taller than them. The girl was wearing all black with some darker color tones, like red and purple. It was clear she was in a goth phase, or something of the sort. She had white makeup on, with black shades around the eyes and black lipstick. Her medium length black hair only served to accentuate her outfit. This student walked straight up to Derek and picked him up.

"What are you doing?" Derek called to the girl. She held him in between her fingers and chuckled. "Look at you, you're tiny. I never knew someone could be so small. It's kind of pathetic. But kind of cute, too. You really split the difference, huh?" the goth smirked. Derek felt woozy and in a moment's notice...

"Oh, you got smaller! This is too good. Come on, I have an idea on what to do with you," the goth chuckled. She opened her mouth and brought Derek close. "No, stop!" he squirmed. Just then, the teacher walked in the door. "Please take your seats, I would like to get through attendance rather quickly this morning. We will be watching a documentary." The goth pulled Derek back from her lips and dropped him into her black tank top, sliding him into her bra. Pinned face first against the girl's bra, Derek shuddered as the overbearing feeling of her breast at his back ominously suggested that he was in danger. When the girl got to her seat, she retrieved Derek from her bra. "Did you like that, little man? I did. I completely forgot to mention, I'm Aria." Derek looked at the goth's face, who was pleasantly smiling. Though he was growing a little scared of her, Derek responded in kind. "I'm Mr. Bates, though you can call me Derek." Aria snorted. "Of course I'm going to call you Derek? Mr. Bates? Really? You're nothing more than a thing, an object. You're tiny, little man. And I have just the place for you, as I was saying a minute ago." Aria opened her mouth again and raised Derek back up near it. "Please don't eat me!" his voice quivered. Aria paused then laughed. "Are you kidding? I'm not eating you, just give me a minute. I want to use you as my tongue accessory, I think you'd be really cool," the goth responded. Derek was confused and didn't bother fighting back in his confusion.

*SPLUT*
*TWIST*
*SPLAT*

In just a few seconds, Aria attached Derek to her tongue piercing. She closed her mouth. In the damp cavern, Derek was still lost about what just happened. The wet tongue of the goth girl thrashed about as she started getting used to her new aesthetic. "Mmmm..." she moaned as she pressed him against the roof of her mouth. Derek grumbled as saliva dripped down onto him. Thankfully, the goth girl at least brushed her teeth, the scent of mint a very obvious one. Still, it was rather uncomfortable sitting atop this girl's tongue and being used as an accessory. "Why the hell would someone even need a tongue piercing?" he thought. "Who's going to see it?" The class started shortly after Derek had this thought. For the time being, he was stuck inside the maw of this goth girl.

Does something happen during class or does Derek go through the entire class while inside the girl's mouth?
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