This choice: Amy has you, to continue her personal fun • Go Back...Chapter #5Amy has you, to continue her personal fun by: The Dwarf   The other girls didn’t notice as Amy strolled out of the class in triumph with her new prize, they continued to squabble or come up with creative ideas of what to do with James who now wasn’t even there.
Amy opens her hands and you look up at her face that stares at you and smiles in a way that you didn’t like, you didn’t think she saved you from the girls for your benefit.
“Now I’ll find out how durable you really are!” Amy said and before you could protest she pulled open her shirt so you got the idea.
“Amy, stop! You can’t put me in your cleavage!” you shouted, but she continued to smile at you as a cat might a mouse. “My cleavage? Tsk, tsk, is that what you think I’m planning?” she said teasingly “Good idea, but you’re going somewhere a little more titillating to me” and she then pulled open her left bra cup to reveal the space inside “You think there is enough room in there for you?” she asked prolonging your torment. You stood up on her palm as she positioned it above her left breast so you could get a good view the space inside her bra, it looked like it would be a very tight fit.
“I’m not going in your bra!” you shouted up at her.
“Actually, you are” and she tipped her hand over so you fell from it and landed inside her bra cup head first. You fought and struggled between the fabric of her bra and the firm surface of her breast until you managed to get yourself the right way up with your stomach against her boob. You looked up at Amy who looked down at you with a satisfied smile “You’re going to have to share some space with my bra’s usual occupants.” A cruel smile crossed her lips
“Amy, if you don’t!” But before you could get a word out she let go of her bra and it snapped shut and you immediately felt the pressure as the bra with elastic like steel cables relaxed to support her bosom, and now they were supporting you against her left breast. The best way you could describe where you were was like a cross between being inside a tent after it had collapsed and being pushed against a curved, soft and firm mattress with the cover tightly tucked in, trapping you inside it.
You felt a gentle pressure on your back as Amy patted her left breast. “Mine!” she declared and began walking. Her breasts bounced as she walked, as they bounced up you were forced into her breast where you couldn’t breathe and when they dropped down they smothered you and again you couldn’t breathe, but for those two glorious moments between the upward bounce and downward fall you had room to breathe.
Outside Amy was smiling as she felt your struggles against her. She was actually impressed your body could cope with the stresses of being bounced in her bra and not get flattened like when she smacked you flat against your desk.
Without the teacher there was no lesson and with no lesson Amy was free to do what she pleased and was free to do with you what she pleased. Right now though Amy was happy to just keep you in her bra and feel you struggle to escape. She went outside, found a quiet spot where the other students hide to smoke and leaned her back against a wall, she put her hands behind her head and stretched, the movement of which caused you to be pressed against her breast more.
“Let me out of here!” you shouted up at her, she could barely hear it through her own clothes “Amy, if you don’t let me out I’ll put you in detention!” She thought how funny it was that you were threatening to lock her up when you couldn’t escape her bra. “When I get out of here missy, I’ll have you expelled!” you shouted as you squirmed and moved around trying to do anything that might lead you to an opening or convince her to let you out. But everything you did just made Amy want to keep you there all the more.
Amy looked at the lump on her left breast that was spouting all these threats. She slid her fingers over it smiling at how much she was enjoying the sensation of your struggles. “I’m not kidding, someone’s bound to find me in here and...”
“And what are they going to think?” she asked gently patting you like you were a pet “Are they going to believe I kidnapped you and shoved you inside my bra for my own pleasure?” she rested her fingers on your back and pressed you into her boob “Or will they believe my story, which is I didn’t know you were in there and that you probably snuck in there somehow and then couldn’t find a way to get back out.” You heard and felt her laugh.
You were in a bad position, if anyone found you inside a student’s bra it’s not going to look good for you. But if you don’t try to do something you might be stuck with this girl for good.
“Anyway, how will they find out once I iron out this small lump?” Amy turned around, found a flat surface against the wall and roughly pressed her breasts against it. The feeling of your body collapsing on her breast felt amazing to her. She squirmed her bosom a little as she flattened you against her. “You are durable, durable enough to be flattened against my breast and my bra will be so tight that you won’t be able to reform.”
When she removed herself from the wall she felt her breasts to make sure the lump was gone. She pulled open her bra to see if you were still there. You were, your tiny form as flattened against her boob like a cartoon character.
“I prefer you the way you were before so I could feel you squirming. But like this no one will ever know you’re in there and you’ll stay hidden until I get home.” Suddenly the bell rang for the next lesson, so she closed her bra and buttoned up her shirt.
What is her next lesson?
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