Another LifebyAsukaFan             The second I walked into my class roomeverything felt just wrong. I could hear the girls laughing all around me. I waspuzzled but at the same time I felt so very tired. It seemed like all I wantedto do was sleep. It was the only thing that was on my mind. I kept thinkingsleep, sleep, sleep. I found myself drifting off sleep.

            I awoke sometime later. I didn't open my eyesyet but I was fully awake. It felt like I was on something cold and hard. Itdefinitely wasn't forgiving and it was making me shiver profusely. A series offamiliar voices rang loudly above me.

“I think he is starting to wake up”“Look how cute he looks.”“I can't believe it worked”“Yeah, it looks like he's ours now”“I think we should kill him”“I love how his little chest moves up and down.”“I bet he gives great massages.”“We should just leave him here”"Wake up Mr. Lorne”“Open your eyes”[giggles]            I opened my eyes not knowing what to expect butthe sight of 20 girls staring down at me definitely wasn't on the top of thelist that's for sure. 20 perfect faces with 20 devious smiles, and 40 eyesstared directly at me. I wondered if we were still in the gym. I kept waitingfor one of them to make a move but they just continued to giggle. They would allquite down and then one look at me and they would break out in a spell ofgiggles again.

            All the girls head on the same black shorts,and the same white T-shirts with Jefferson Senior High on them and they all hadon white tennis shoes that at the start of the year were bright and shiny butnow had seen much better days. Seeing there giant faces looking at me wasfreaking me out. I took off running.

            In a single instant everything ended. The 20girls all stood up at the same time forming a circle around me. They just lookedtall before but now they look scarily big. I would try to run between them butone of them would merely take one of there shoes and just brush me back into themiddle of the circle and then they would all laugh at my plight. I finally hadit up to here with the whole lot of them. This was still my gym class.

“All you have Saturday detention.”            This made them all laugh so hard tears startedto form in some of there eyes. I covered my ears from the deafening sound ofthere laughter.

“Is that so? Here's the detention slips fill them out andhand them to us.”             The pad of detention slaps slammed down besideme. It was huge, the slips of paper were almost bigger then me which scared me.

“A pen then slammed down beside me”            I darted away from them but this time a sweatyhand curled around me. I tried to fight the hand away but my kicks and puncheshad no effect on it. After a few moments of my trivial blows it just wrappedaround me and I was lifted up into the air. I squirmed in the grip of one of mystudents. As she held me up to her face I saw that it was Mallory Thomas. Ialways had rode her pretty hard because she was a pretty big slacker. She gotstraight A's in her studies but never participated in gym class.

“Mallory put me down”“Did you hear him girls. Mallory put me down he says in atiny little squeaky voice. Let's take him to our locker room.”“You can let me go! This is isn't right.”            As the girls walked down the hall they tossedme from one girl to next. They all got kicks out of watching me scream as I flewtowards them and they would all fake like they weren't going to catch me but atthe last moment they would. All there hands were so warm and comforting. The airaround me felt like it must have been about 20 degrees below zero or so it feltgood to be in there hands. I had no idea how they could stand to wear shortsdown the hallways in this school“I think Mr. Lorne is cold. He is shivering.”“So cold! So very cold”“Here don't worry Sam will warm you up K”            All at once I was shoved beneath her gym shirtand tucked between her breasts. I wouldn't by any means call Sam a big breastedgirl and if you asked 100% of all men they would tell you the same thing but herbreasts were simply amazing now. As she stuck me between them I tried to pullmyself up and out of her breasts as it just wasn't right but I found myselfcompletely stuck.

“Awe, he looks so cute down there Sam'“I think 5 inches is the perfect height for him.”“Take me out of here! Please”            As they walked down the stairs Sam's breaststayed firm and immovable by her sports bra. Even though her sports bra wassoaked in sweat It was very warm. I felt myself begin to relax as I rested inSam's breast. She looked so warmly down at me like I was a wounded bird.

“I don't think we should change him back”            This makes all the girls stop and turn towardsSam. I can only look up at her from beneath her shirt. I hear the click clack,click clack of one of my fellow teachers walking by. As the teacher says hi Irecognize the voice as Ms. Diaz the Spanish student teacher. I screamed andpleaded for her help but the girls greeting her drowned out my plea's and thenshe was gone.“Well I suppose we could keep him like that but is itreally right”“Well I don't see why it wouldn't be. I mean there's nowlaws against it.””You can't be serious! This is kidnapping”“Hush down there and be good. The big girls are discussingthings”“Sam! I refuse to have my future discussed in committee.

You will change me back immediately or you girls will fail your freshmen year”“What's he saying Sam”“Oh don't worry about him. He is just happy to be allsnuggled between my breasts and is very happy that we are being so nice aren'tyou Mr. Lorne”“I still say we should step on him”“Well we know what Rachel's vote is for.”             I hear the girls open up the door to thelocker room and walk in. As they enter the main locker area I am set down on thebench and all 20 of the 15 year old freshmen girl's tower around me.

“Well who wants to take him home? It will be big a lot ofwork keeping him”            As they discussed this I knew my favoritestudent Amy Wesson would take me in. She was always staying after and helping meout. The other girls called her Teacher's pet or suck up but she never seemed tomine. I ran down the length of the bench to where Amy was standing. I jumped upand down in front of her.

“Awe you want me to take you home baby? How cute, but no!”“No? Amy please”“Well the fact of the matter is now that your tiny I don'tthink you will be one giving grades so your not really of importance to me andon top of that I really only pay attention to hot guys and your not really a guyany more. Your just tiny helpless animal”            With that said Amy who had already changedslammed her locker shut and left. The other girls started laughing and many ofthem turned and got undressed and changed themselves.

"Girls! You can't leave me like this! I order you”“Shut up Mr. Lorne”            The girls slowly trickled out of the lockerroom leaving me alone on a bench much too high for me to get down from. Aboutfive or so minutes later I saw grungy looking girl walk into the locker room.

She had a skateboard tucked under her arm and a red and white striped stockingcap on, cargo pants, a grey t-shirt with dark blue long sleeves on. Then on herwrists she had socks with the toe end cut off and around her wrists. I wanted tohide but there was no where to go. Her eyes locked onto me and she startedwalking towards me. The closer she got I saw that on her shirt there was thelogo of a skate boarder doing a jump off the letter H. She had Bitch spelledacross her T-shirt.

“Whoa, fuck a tiny man”“Just get away from me!”“Wut eva you are hella tight”“I'm what?”            Without another word she grabbed me opened upthe bottom side pocket of her leg cargo pants and tossed me in and then sheimmediately closed it and left. I tried to push up on the flap but it was muchtoo heavy and the constant swaying and her walking tossed me around inside thepocket. I heard her leave the school and drop her board. The grinding of thewheels on the pavement was deafening and then I heard and felt her doing littletricks along the way.  It seemed like we were traveling forever until shestopped. I thought that we were at her house but it turned out to be a skatepark.

“Chica, waz crackin?”“nada bitch”“shut up skank! Your not suppose to tell anyone”             Both of them start laughing and I hear acouple of guys talking to them. The next few hours are incredibly boring as shehangs out with her friends leaving me sitting in her pocket. I am not sure howlong we were gone but the second she got home her mom made her sit down at thetable for dinner. The food smelled really good and made me quite hungry. I wasjust about ready to cry as this girl got up and headed up stairs. My life hadbeen lowered to sitting a pocket of this teen. I don't even get my own pocket. Ihave to share it with a skate board wheel and some cash.  I heard her door closeand lock. Her hand easily flipped the flap up and I was pulled out of her pantspocket as she laid down on her bed.

 â€œSo what the fuck are you”“Watch your mouth young lady”“What the hell? Who do you think you are? Your in my roomand were sitting around in my pocket all day. Your in my world little fuck”             She then reaches over with the hand that hasme in it and drops me in her laundry hamper and shuts the lid. I try to climb upthe wall but it has no grip. I land on one of her t-shirts and she then turns onsome linkin park. The music was so loud I couldn't even think. This girl by thesounds of it has a nice sound system with a lot of bass. The loud heavy beatsand loud voices go on for a couple of hours. I can only sit in her dark hamperon her t-shirt huddled in a corner shivering and thinking about everything thathas happened.

            I was half asleep when light shone down intothe hamper. I blinked my eyes open and struggled to stare up at her because ofthe bright lights. My eyes begin to focus as I see at first a fuzzy fleshy tonedthing coming towards me but as it gets closer it takes the shape of a hand. Itfelt good to be lifted up and out of the hamper.

            Her light brown locks of hair had been put intotwo braids with one falling over each shoulder. She still had on the same outfitas before.  She fell back onto her bed laying facing the ceiling and holding meover her face with my body dangling towards her.

“What the fuck are you”“I am Mr.” â€œYou're too small to be a Mr. I like Fred. I always wantedto name something Fred”“I will not be”“Can you do anything? Oh I know”            She set me down on her stomach while continuingto look at me. Her stomach was firm and warm. I could feel it rising and fallinglike a boat in the sea. The fabric on her shirt was snuggly. I wanted to liedown and relax. I hadn't felt this content since the ordeal began.

“Beg”“I am not an”“BEG I SAID”“Listen here I”            Her hand flashed in front of me and flicked mein the chest. I never saw her move. Her reflex's looked to be something out ofthe matrix but I knew it had to have been because of my size. My whole bodycried out in pain. I felt like every rib had been shattered. I stared up at herhurt and angry.

“BEG”            I moved towards the edge of her stomach and wasgoing to slid down when I was flicked back to the center of her chest and sheshoved me into her shirt nearly suffocating me.

“BEG”                        She yelled again and finally I submitted seeingno other alternative and I hurt to badly to refuse again. I knew she had wonthis battle.

“now SIT”            This is how it went on for the next hour or sowith her treating me like some mindless animal teaching me trivial tricks whichseemed to bring her some sort of satisfaction.

“I think its time for you to meet AL”“I don't want to meet your boyfriend. PUT ME DOWN, LET MEGO! I don't want to see some giant guy! HELP!”            I was shoved back into the very same pocketfalling onto a wad of cash. I heard her open her window then her foot falls goacross the roof and then into a tree. I could tell she jumped down from someheight but couldn't tell from being inside the pocket. It was then just one longtumble as I struggled to maintain being upright. She ran for a long time and Iwas thrown about forever. She then climbed up a tree and back on to a roof. Ifelt like such a third wheel.  She tapped on the window and a few moments laterI heard two people chatting then I was pulled out of the pocket and a the brightsmiling face of a beautiful girl was shown to me.

“A little man! I love you little guys. There a tiny guy atmy boarding school. He was such a cutie.”Al set me down on her bed andwalked back over to the other girl. That is when I realized I didn't know hername. The comforter was pink and so were the pillow cases. The bed was nice andsoft. I wanted to sleep but I knew that wasn't going to be one of my options.

“Grab him Andrea”The skater girl named Andrea I guess picked me up off thebed. I was quite intrigued how earlier she had been the dominant person thealpha female so to speak but now she is being ordered around.

 â€œI'm keeping him”“What! He's mine”“I don't think so bitch he's gonna be mine”“You're such a man whore”            Before I knew it Al had Andrea tackled andsprawled out on the bed. Al was licking slowly and seductively up Andrea's legbut her eyes were on me. Watching my every move enjoying me reactions to her. Ibegan to move away and that is when she grabbed me by the leg and dangled meabove Andrea's mouth. I Andrea extended her tongue upwards licking my face andbatting me with her tongue. I swung side to side with each bat of the tongue.

“Stop this”            I knew it was futile ask but I had to try. Thetwo girls mashed there bodies together and began to cuddle up against each otherunder the covers continuing to kiss. This told me that they must have been goingout together for awhile. I slid my way out of her grip and began to crawl downAndrea's neck.  Her skin was soft and warm. I crawled further in above me wasthe body of Al Below me was Andrea. I could hear them kissing and giggling.

Andrea's breasts hung down towards Al like the fangs from a snake while Al'sjutted upwards nearly blocking the off the entire path. I placed my hand on AL'swarm smallish breasts while Andrea's bigger breasts hung directly over head. Idove between both breasts fighting and squirming my way through. I felt themmash there breasts together sandwiching me between there breast. I punched andkicked at them hoping they would free me but they head strong. Both of the nudegirls drifted off to sleep leaving me trapped between the two of them. Therescents covered everything as they pulled the blankets over me. There breathingwould push me towards Andrea's breasts deeper in and then when they exhaled Iwould find myself dropping down into Al's awaiting breasts.  My entire night waslong being traded between breasts of these sleeping giants.

            It was early morning when I heard Andrea beganto wake up.

“You look cute little man.”“You up already Andy”“Yeah, go back to sleep I know your tired”“Nah, I want to spend sometime with you.”“oh watch this.”“Okay Freddie sit, sit boy”            I immediately sat like she showed me notwanting to face the wraith of her strength again. I did my tricks from the chestof Al. This made her erupt in laughter as I obediently obeyed.

“Your such a mean sexy bitch you know that Andrea”“your right, I am a bitch aren't I”“A dirty little bitch fuck me now”“I'm gonna make you wait for tonight”             I was dropped onto Al's unmade bed as the twogirls threw on some clothes and headed down stairs. I wish my adventure had someform of ending but it has no end because there just isn't one. I am toyed withand played with by the two nearly every waking minute. Forced to do tricks forcheerio's.  I live a life completely at there whim and mercy without choice andwithout freedom.

“Oh Freddie! Do you want to take a bath with us?””Every time it's always the same. They ask me like I have a choice but I havenone.

            Al's hands comes down grabbing me off thekeyboard. I frantically flail my arms reaching for the send button.  My fingerstips brushing the enter button as Al pulls me away for bath time. She dangles meupside down above the enter key. Lowering me towards it then rising me up justbefore I can get it pushed.

“Let's see what my little man typed up here”“Let me go, you cant read that”“Its on my computer I can read whatever I want'“Hey bitch get over here.”“Alright skank whats up'“Check this out what Freddie typed'“You misspelled a few words here”“I'm five inches tall”“Don't you squeak at me like that. I don't like the tone ofyour squeak”“I don't squeak you have no right to read”“Oh hush up”“Here let me finish this up for you”And he lived happily ever after“Nice job Andrea”“Why thank you”