This choice: Mrs. Johnson goes all day without realizing Derek is with her • Go Back...Chapter #5Escorted off campus by: Tisch   *SQUISH*
*BOUNCE*
*SLIP*
All day, Derek could not catch a break. Somehow, the blonde woman he was encased in either did not feel him or did not give the little guy any attention. Without any leverage to escape her chest, either climbing up or down, Derek remained stuck inside of the peachy cleavage of the teacher. "I can't believe this," Derek thought to himself, "How has she not felt me? Better yet, how hasn't the tracking device gone off? Shouldn't the staff be alerted of my troubles?" Unbeknownst to Derek, the tracking device that was inside of his pocket had been switched off. Despite it shutting down by a mistaken bounce, thanks to Mrs. Johnson's bouncy boobs, the tracking device would have to be reset manually. It was not designed to be turned back on without deliberate manipulation. This meant that it would not display a signal again by just another bounce. Derek would have to reset it himself when he had the chance. Though of course, he neither knew that the tracking device needed to be reset or had the capability to do so at this moment in time. He was still being hugged tightly by Mrs. Johnson's peachy boobs, rising and falling with their movements.
During this painstakingly long school day, Derek found himself a few opportunities to get out of the teacher's chest. During the lunch break, as Mrs. Johnson sat down for her meal, her chest loosened enough to allow Derek to move on his own. Though this was very brief, Derek utilized it to his advantage and desperately climbed upwards. However, as soon as his little body emerged from Mrs. Johnson's cleavage and was visible, the teacher adjusted her bra, dragging Derek back between her boobs. He disappeared out of sight and was jiggled against the two cushiony orbs. Discouraged, Derek relaxed so as not to waste his energy. A new opportunity came about in the following class period as the woman wrote on the whiteboard. Derek felt himself getting dragged further down into Mrs. Johnson's chest. Initially, he resisted this movement, thinking he was only getting stuck further. However, eventually Derek was dragged far enough down where his legs popped out from Mrs. Johnson's boobs. Realizing that he could escape from down below, Derek tried weaving his way out down there by kicking his legs. The little guy initially made good progress, nearly getting up to his waste out from beneath the woman's peachy boobs, but once again the teacher adjusted her bra. She went back to sit after writing on the white board and stretched the bra back, pulling Derek upwards and back into the middle of her cleavage. Now feeling hopeless, Derek gave up. The rest of the day, he remained motionless inside of his colleague's bosom, soothed yet bothered by the lulling heart beat of the woman and the softness of her breasts. Eventually, Mrs. Johnson walked out of the school at the end of her shift. She was going home, this time with a tiny passenger.
*BOUNCE*
*SMOOSH*
"MMPH!" Derek was caught off guard as a bump in the road caused the blonde woman's boobs to cave in on him. He was held tighter than ever before and his body was smeared against the inside of Mrs. Johnson's right breast. Derek's mouth was forced open, soon filling with a portion of the woman's flesh. He couldn't do anything to spit it out as the tight hug remained. Mrs. Johnson remained tense for a little while following the bump, keeping her boobs pressed together. The taste of lotion filled Derek's mouth and he wanted it out. He tried pulling his head back, but there was no room for it to move. Resigning to his fate, Derek sighed and huffed, the bit of breast softening as he choked on it. Finally, when Mrs. Johnson relaxed, the little guy was able to pull his mouth away from her boob, gagging as he did so. Tired beyond belief, Derek fell limp, barely staying awake. Having been inside of Mrs. Johnson's cleavage for eight hours, the little assistant had completely lost his will to keep going. Eventually, though, the teacher arrived back at her house. She made herself a small snack before dinner then went and sat on the couch to enjoy it.
While relaxing, does Mrs. Johnson notice Derek's presence?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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