Jack swings up into the air and is then suspended out in the middle of nothing facing a huge room of ginormous high school girls.
"Now class, take a look at your man" - Mrs Rogers. "Take a look, poke around, and pay special attention to the genitals."
Jack tried to stay still but the fist wraped around his midsecton was making breathing hard. Then for a moment and Jack falls but is then suspended again. His legs dangle free and he tries to hold himself up but didn't have to because Mrs Rogers is now sqeezing his chest.
With her index finger Mrs Rogers pointed at the extended tiny penis. Then she flicked it. "See, now most men don't realy have one this big...well if it were perporsonal." The class laughed. "But no really, now I'm not advocating sex but for those of you who are looking at young men know that in reality you are not looking for something huge. Infact there might be something wrong with the young man if he is too endowed." The class laughed some more.
Mrs. Rogers walked up and down the rows while she talked. She swung her model up and down and held it next to other examples showing the young ladies where the scrotum was and explained what was in there, the testies, and urithra etc.
Jack went up and down. Instinctivly he grabbed onto Mrs Rogers hand but she didn't seem to notice, after all she was already sqeezing him right under his armpits anyway. Blood was rushing from his head and Jack almsot past out. Then with no notice he was then turned upside down and found himself staring up intot he giant upsidedown face of Stacey.
"You see, nothing too special." - Mrs Rogers.
Jack looked down, or was it up...and was looking right down the casum that was the Volly Ball Captain's cleavage.
"I don't know Mrs Rogers," - Stacey, "Seems like he is rather big to me."
Then Jack was flipped back up and Mrs Rogers stared down at him. Laying on his back in her now open hand Jack stared up at the towering blond. She gave this humungus shrug. Then one eyebrow rose. Jack couldn't see what was going on since he couldn't turn his head without giving it away that he was alive but he felt like he was being lowered.
Mrs. Rogers thought her example was a bit shorter than the standard issue 1 ft demonstration models. She took a moment and held it next to Stacey's...it did seem a bit shorter; it didn't realy matter. Mrs Roger walked back up to the front of the class and stood infront, "Any questions thus far?" Absent mindedly she held the model by the legs and tapped it against her hip.
Jack was about to breath when he was once again swinging through the air only this time he was being held only by his feet. As he swung he instantly prayed that he wasn't going to go flying down and spatter on the floor. Wush wush wush. Then like a carnival ride coming to a stop he sudenly stoped swinging and was still but hanging upside down. His puls was pounding in his head and then he was being lifted at an awkword angle WAMB, WAMB, WAMB, WAMB, WAMB...Jack was bing swung against a flowing curtrain that was Mrs. Roger's skirt. WAMB, WAMB, WAMB. Jack tried to curl up but he couldn't not wile he was moving and had to just try and shield his face.
Mrs Rogers answered a few questions then stopped tapping the to. In another absentminded gesture she started to ring it between her hands, twisting it back and forth, her two hands moving in opposit directectons, back and forth, back and forth.
Jack shot up after one more Wamb only to be engulfed in a warm fist. His entire top half was smothered and there was no air but it wasn't too bad till, Jack let out a scream as his back felt like it had just ben wrenched out of his body, then again and again and again...each time Jack body was twisted and he tried to resist but his muscles wouldn't respond, This was it, he was going to die.
Mrs Rogers dropped her dall behind her on the desk while she sat up on the edge. "Okay, now open your text books -" Jack rolled and layed still. Is brain didn't take to what had just happened, mostly because it was still processing the ordiel the boy had just undergone. But much to his releif, Jack found he could still move. He turned in head and all he saw was the gaint ass ass sitting right infront of him.
Comprehension snuck in and Jack realized he was free, if for only a moment. While Mrs Rogers wasn't looking and she blocked him from the rest of the class the young man slowly got up and tried to get to the end of the desk. Looking down it was way to tall but looking to one side he saw the teacher's chair which was a lot closer and had a leather seat cushon. Taking a breath and a leap of faith Jack jumped off and landed onto the seat. He needed to get clear without being seen. The landing jared his back so much that the poor guy fell forward on his hands and knees in pain.
Mrs. Rogers reached behind her without looking but didn't feel the model man. looking over her shoulder she didn't see it. That was odd she could have swarn it was right there. She ignored it and went to one of the girls in the front row to barrow their's for a moment.
He was about to choke to death when he swung up and went perilusly close to one of the students. "See, Stacey
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