The bell rang, and Emma stood up from her seat. Little Phil remained trapped in her cleavage, and she decided that she was enjoying this too much to give him up. Phil would be spending the day with her.
As she walked through the hallway, Emma's friends Kim and Jessica walked next to her. "So," Kim asked, "you going to keep him all day?" Emma laughed and said "well, I think he's gotten comfortable in there, so I might as well." "Sounds like a plan," Kim replied, "but what do we get out of it?" Emma looked at her two friends questioningly. "Come on," Jessica chimed in, "we want some time with the little guy, and we didn't even get our turn at a kiss." Emma thought about it and said "okay, fine, after bio we have a free, you can play with him then."
The three girls went to their biology class, taught by Ms. Hawkins. She was a striking woman in her early 40's, although she still got stares when she walked down the street. The girls sat down, and Emma crossed her arms again, remembering to squeeze Phil even more.
Ms. Hawkins began her lesson, teaching anatomy. About 20 minutes in, as she was walking around the room, she stood over Emma's desk. As she casually looked down, she noticed some movement in the girl's cleavage. She stopped teaching and looked closer, and suddenly a small hand shot out from between the breasts. Phil had somehow managed to climb his way up!
"Emma," Ms. Hawkins said, "perhaps you'd like to tell us what you're doing with that boy." Emma placed her hand over her breasts, covering up Phil and said "I don't know what you're talking about." Ms. Hawkins wasn't fooled, and pushed the girl's hand away. The teacher grabbed on to Phil's hand, and pulled him out of Emma's chest. She held him up and said "young man, it looks like you're lost." Phil started to explain, but Ms. Hawkins cut him off, saying "no matter, you will actually prove useful. We're discussing anatomy, and what better way to teach the girls then with a young specimen."
Ms. Hawkins stripped Phil of his clothing and walked to the front of the room. "Class," she said, "now is when your lesson comes to life. I will pass around this specimen, and you will all study it, taking careful notes." She handed Phil to the girl sitting closest to her. The girl eyed Phil, turned him over, and passed him to the next girl.
As the class wore on, Phil was passed from one girl to the next, just like his last class. And just like his last one, some of the girls thought it would be fun to plant giant kisses on him. Finally, Phil made it back to the front of the room and was handed to Ms. Hawkins. She held him in her hand as the bell rang, and the class filed out of the room. Emma walked up to her and said "ummm, Ms. Hawkins, can I have him back now?"
Ms. Hawkins looked at her and....................
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