You can't retreat...but you also can't rush straight into Latisha's waiting hand! You make another impulse decision and decide to rush inward, knowing that the farther the girls have to reach for you, the harder the capture will be. You adjust your trajectory to the side, managing to crack a smirk as you realize you're on course to pass by Latisha's hand...once there, it'll be smooth sailing to get to a hiding spot.
Latisha has other plans. Her hand quickly slides forward and collapses upon you in one fell, effortless swoop. You find yourself mashed hard against the firm surface of the tabletop, pinned beneath Latisha's warm, sweat-scented hand. Her flesh envelopes you from head to toe, threatening to crush you in the process. You begin struggling frantically in an attempt to break free. "Hmm... I can feel it wiggling around." Latisha says, mildly intrigued by the struggle this toy is putting up. She begins to slide her hand around atop you, rolling your body over several times and nearly breaking you in the process. When she finally lifts her hand you're dazed and in no state to run anymore.
You lie down and gaze up at the ceiling, trembling as Latisha's fingernails descend for you, a grin on her face. Megan is less enthused. "Musta turned it off or something." She comments, looking at you with mild concern. Once Latisha's fingers grip you up and you begin frantically squirming, however, Megan quickly shifts to a smile again. "Whatever I did, it's back on again." Latisha says before reaching for the hamster cage door with her spare hand and opening it up. Oh no! No! She's about to throw you into the cage!
Nibbles notices that his cage's door has opened up, but doesn't quite know what to make of it. He steps back from the door and turns his attention towards it as Latisha brings your thrashing body over to the opening. You can hear Vicky's voice bark out a taunt as you await your fate. "Hope you enjoy your new fuckbuddy professor Hardass!" An awkward silence fills the room before all of the girls save Jazzy break into an awkward chuckle at Vicky's vitriolic statement.
All the while, you're shouting and screaming with your tiny mouth, trying to get the girls to back down. Unfortunately, they seem unable or unwilling to listen. With a simple flick of her fingernail Latisha flicks you into the cage, your body landing on the woodchip floor. You immediately rush towards the opening doorway, only for Latisha to quickly shut it and lock it tight.
The girls all breathe sighs of relief and finally ease back, getting into the most comfortable viewing positions they can manage. Even Jazzy takes interest.
The hard work is done. Now it's time to see how Nibbles treats his chewtoy.
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