While enjoying her snack and watching TV, the blonde teacher shifted on the couch. Something seemed off, but she didn't know what. Her chest swayed each time she moved, partly squishing the little guy contained within it. After about fifteen minutes of this, Grace finally realized the problem.
*SMOOSH*
"What was that?" the teacher wondered aloud. From within her chest, Derek perked up. "Did she feel me?" he thought, fighting off the enclosing round orbs. If her feeling him really did happen, Derek wanted to make sure she would be able to feel him again. This meant preventing her boobs from encasing him in another tight embrace. Should that happen, Derek would not be able to move around enough for the young woman to feel him. With new inspired motivation, Derek held off each of Grace's chest pillows as long as he could. When she momentarily relaxed, releasing this enclosing hug, Derek was able to work his magic. He wriggled around, crawling and pushing, doing whatever he could to get his colleague to feel him. It worked. At last, Grace identified what the problem was and pulled back her blue shirt, looking into her chest. She couldn't see anything, with nothing on the outside of her cleavage visible. But the teacher kept feeling the sensation and new right away something had fallen between her breasts. Reaching in, she found the source of the problem and plucked it out. With great relief, Derek came peacefully, staying still as the woman pulled him out of her chest. "Derek?!" Mrs. Johnson explained. Her blonde hair whipped as she shook her head in astonishment. "Sweetie, I'm so sorry! How long have you been in there? How did you get there in the first place? Oh my gosh, I'm so embarrassed."
Derek laughed, more so out of relief than of humor. "You know, it's been a long day. I've been stuck in your chest since first period. I'm just astonished you didn't feel me in all that time. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience though. Another thing, that stupid tracking device didn't work. I should have been saved by the staff." Grace tilted her head empathetically. "Derek, again, I am so sorry. Let me go get you something to snack on, you must be starving." The blonde woman set Derek down on her couch then went to the kitchen to grab the little guy something to eat. Derek stretched out, finally free. "What a day," he groaned. "No more." A few moments later, Mrs. Johnson returned. Derek, still laying down, opened his eyes and watched as the woman set down some crackers and dip on the lounge table. However, she didn't first turn to look at Derek. Instead, Grace started to sit down. Derek immediately sat up as the woman appeared to be sitting right where he was. Her large jean-covered backside loomed over the tiny assistant. "Grace, wait! I'm down here! You set me here!" Derek called. But the clumsy blonde woman couldn't hear Derek with him behind her. She lowered her butt onto the couch and caused yet another accident.
*SQUISH*
"Sorry about the wait, Derek, I- Derek?" Confused, the teacher looked around the couch but couldn't find the little man she had just rescued from her cleavage just a few minutes prior. Beneath her, Derek was sprawled out against her butt, squarely centered on her jeans. He yelled, his cries muffled by the woman's huge backside. Once again trapped by his forgetful colleague, Derek was once again helpless. "Where did he go?" Grace thought aloud. She got comfortable on the couch, wiggling on the cushion.
*SMOOSH*
"MMMPH!" Derek cried out. The woman's ass was far more troubling than was her chest, at least in Derek's opinion. With her full weight bearing down on him, Derek was at least thankful he was on a couch cushion. However, the problem still remained. After saving Derek from her cleavage after eight hours, Grace was now sitting on him, unaware to his presence.
Does the teacher find Derek beneath her or does she go about the rest of her evening having lost him?
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