Shortly after Miss Carioca called the last of the students names, her phone started ringing. She took a look at it and sighed. "Oh crud... sorry, childran, I haff to take this. I don't take too long", she assured her students as she exited the room. As soon as she left, the other kids got up and started talking to their friends. You were about to do the same, but you were quickly pushed back down in your seat. When you looked up, you gulped in fear as you saw a well-dressed girl standing before you with an evil grin on her face, though the two girls that she was usually with with didn't seem to be present. It was Elise Courthouse, one of your worst enemies. She came from a very rich family and saw everyone as being beneath her, and saw you as little more than a toy to amuse herself with. Elise had been responsible for much of your misfortunes in school.
"Oh hello little Squish Boy", she said smugly, knowing full well you had no way to defend yourself. You looked over to Andrew hoping he would be able to help you, but instead you found him distracted by Elise's two friends, nervously talking to them as they pretended to swoon over him. You gulped just before the rich little brat grabbed your head and squished you down into the seat before she picked up your half-flattened body and squished up your flailing legs.
"You know, I thought I was going to be bored today since you were late coming in", Elise said to you as she squished and stretched your body, ignoring your muffled cries for help. "Lucky the teacher's phone went off so we could play. I think Miss Carioca deserves a nice comfy seat, don't you, Squish Boy?", she giggled. Completely unnoticed by the rest of the class, Elise walked you up to Miss Carioca's chair and continued molding you until you were nothing but a black and brown ball with a pair of eyes before she pressed you face-first into the seat, your black hair perfectly camouflaging you against the black leather cushioning. Once she was certain that you weren't going anywhere, she smirked down at you before signaling to her friends, who soon left Andrew alone. He sighed in relief, as he was really nervous around girls, but he unfortunately didn't have time to check on you before the teacher returned.
"Sorry childran", Miss Carioca said as she walked over to her desk. "That take longer than I thought. Since we have test yesterday, we just watch a video." As the class cheered, you were unable to see the danger before you. A bright red skirt struggled to contain Miss Carioca's bronze squishy moons as they slowly descended. As she lowered herself, her skirt slid up and she sat her full weight on top of you, the chair making a creaking sound. You could feel any air inside you being forced out as the Brazilian teacher's plump booty crushed the life out of you. You wanted to scream, but any noise you made was muffled by the leather of the chair. As she wore a thong beneath her dress, your poor body was being pressed right up against her bare flesh. "Andrew, will you turn the lights off?", she asked as she shifted her booty on top of you. The boy nodded and went up to flip the switch, failing to notice that his squishy friend was missing. Miss Carioca turned the lights off as she turned her laptop on, checking her emails as the rest of the children watched the video and completely unaware that she was sitting on one of her students. Try as you might, your pathetic struggles were in vain, as the teacher's weight was just too great to cause her to notice anything. Whether you liked it or not, you were just going to have to wait until either she noticed you, or until class was over.
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