This choice: Almost right away, Derek is toyed with • Go Back...Chapter #3Mistaken for a plaything by: Tisch   Derek was nervous as the class of toddlers rushed into the room. Knowing how curious they could be, and at that how ignorant they were, the potential for disaster to strike was high. Hardly five minutes into the class period and a little kid was already on her way to Derek. While walking around nervously, seemingly vigilant, Derek was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the little girl.
*GRAB*
"This toy's so cute! He's mine!" the little girl called out. Derek heaved as he was picked up, the strength of the little girl being far greater than he would have imagined. She ran off with him into a corner of the room more sparsely populated with other kids so she could have her time with her new toy. "Hey!" Derek groaned, as the toddler's grip tightened. "I'm not a toy, my name's Mr. Bates. I'm a teacher!" The little girl heard the voice and looked around for a moment, perturbed. "What?" she asked. The girl, a short light brown-skinned toddler with curly black hair, reasonably failed to assume that the voice she was hearing belonged to the tiny man in her hand. After not finding the source of the voice, the little girl shifted her attention back to Derek. The little man was caught off guard by her smile, which shone brightly. "You and me can be friends!" she said. "My name's Emilia. What's yours?" The little girl was about to mimic a male voice when Derek spoke aloud. "I told you, my name is Mr. Bates!"
"Huh?" the girl shook her head in surprise and looked more intently at Derek. The tiny assistant tried speaking again. "Like I said my name is-"
"Emilia!" a voice boomed. Quickly, the little girl slammed Derek down on the ground then lifted her body upwards. Derek opened his eyes after the sudden slam to see the girl's bottom descending on top of him.
*PLUMP*
"Yes, Mrs. Knight?" Emilia called back. "Is everything all right over there? You're not hurt, are you?" the teacher asked. The curly-haired girl giggled as she wiggled on top of Derek.
*SQUSIH*
"No, I'm okay!" Emilia answered. The woman watching over the kids smiled at the little girl then focused her attention elsewhere. Once Emilia noticed the teacher go elsewhere, she pulled Derek out from beneath her. "Hehehe, wasn't that fun?" Emilia smiled. Derek could hardly speak on account of getting the wind knocked out of him twice. Emilia answered for him. "I know it was! You're such a cool toy. Come on, let's go play!" Suddenly, Derek was getting dragged along the room, his body grazing the floor as Emilia ran along with him in her hand. There wasn't much he could do to stop this at this point. Without being able to speak, his actions would only amount to being considered an effect of Emilia's playfulness.
*BONK*
*SMUSH*
*HUG*
From hugging to poking to once again sitting atop of him, Emilia gave Derek the works. She more than had enough fun for one little girl just in the short half an hour of playtime the children had. Just before the end of the period, though, Emilia had a run in with another student. Another girl, a bit larger and heavier than Emilia, ran over and grabbed Derek. "Hey!" Emilia pouted. "He's my toy!" The other girl snorted. "As if. He's mine! Just look at him, he wants to be with me!" The larger girl, sporting long, straight brown hair and fair skin, held Derek by the arm and held him in the air for a moment. Derek was about to speak before the girl tucked him into her armpit.
*SQUELCH*
"Hey! *gag*" Derek cried. Having spent most of the playtime outside in the warm weather, this girl had worked up quite a sweat. By tucking him into her armpit, the little girl gave Derek quite the shower. The little man struggled to get himself out of the girl's smelly armpit. Thankfully, she would pull him out herself. Taunting Emilia, this second girl jammed Derek against her chest in a massive bear hug. "You want him now?" she cackled. Despite having seen Derek go into the girl's pit, Emilia managed to wrestle him away from the larger girl. "He's mine!" she said once more. "Just ask him! He wants to be with me!" Delirious from the torment he had been put through, Derek nonchalantly did exactly what Emilia wanted him to do. "Yes, I want to stay with her," he whimpered. Both girls heard him utter these words, to differing reactions. Emilia was delighted while the other girl was appalled. The curly-haired girl ran off with Derek in her arms, tucked against her chest. "Yay, he wants to be with me!" Emilia called, forgetting that his verbal agreement meant he was a person, not a toy.
"All right, children, it's time to read!" announced the teacher. All the kids moaned in disappointment, but not Emilia. She simply went over to her backpack and unzipped it. "I can't wait until we get home! You and me are going to have so much fun!" Those were the last words Derek heard before he was dropped into the dark bag and locked away. As expected, Emilia took Derek home later that day, to the school's confusion.
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Once home, the first thing Emilia did was take Derek out of her backpack. Still ignoring the little man's pleas, she played with him all afternoon and well into the evening. She once again hugged him, spoke with him, tossed him on her bed and jumped about, and even played dentist. In this latter game, Derek was the dentist and Emilia was the patient. "Okay! So you are the dentist and look in my mouth!" the girl giggled. Derek wasn't so sure about this and voiced his concerns. Once again, Emilia ignored him. She laid down on her back and opened her mouth, raising Derek over the gap. "Whoa, stop!" Derek yelled, to no effect.
*SPLAT*
Giggling, the little girl closed her mouth and Derek slid around the moist cavern, getting covered in the child's saliva and bouncing against her cheeks. Some time later, Emilia let him out and dried him off. Her parents then called her for dinner. "I'll be back later. We'll be able to play some more," the little girl smiled. She hid Derek away in her socks drawer and ran off. This was the beginning of the end for Derek. He would now spend all of his time as this little girl's plaything, until one day, when she accidentally played with Derek a little too roughly and stomped him flat... |
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