Fateful Journey
Seated alone in the doctor’s office, Jim finally heard the door open. In stepped a sexy blond female physician, saying, " Ok Mr. Collins..., here it is...you’ve gotta take this medication once a day, preferably in the morning before you go to work."
" All right."
" There’s one thing though..."
" What’s that?"
" Don’t take any other medication or foreign substance into your system...this is important..., as long as you’re on this stuff, you can’t even drink wine...the alcohol may cause an adverse effect when it mixes itself with this pill."
" What is it anyway?"
" It’s a new pill I’ve researched..., it’s just been approved by the FDA, the thing’s designed to handle the rare disease you’ve got...but like I said..., it’s very reactive."
" Do you know what’ll happen if I take something else with it?"
" Honestly..., I’m not sure..., but I know it’s dangerous...be careful."
" Do I really need this stuff?"
" Absolutely..., if you don’t take it...you’ll be dead in a few months..., but as long as you take the stuff and don’t ingest or breath in any other chemicals..., you’ll be fine...you’ll live a normal life."
With a light sigh, the man replied, " Ok..., give it to me."
" Here you go sir..., and here’s a prescription...drop it off at the drug store, you can take your first pill from this bottle here tomorrow morning."
" Ok, thanks."
When he left the doctor’s office, Jim drove to the drug store and dropped off the prescription, being told he could pick it up in a few days.
At last, the guy was home for the evening. During the next couple of hours, the middle aged high school principal just puttered around the house, ate supper, and finally turned in for the night.
Making a loud beeping noise, his alarm woke the guy up at six the next morning. After he showered off and got dressed, Mr. Collins ate breakfast, drank some coffee, took the medication, and simply put his suit jacket on, grabbed his briefcase, and went out to this car. Once behind the wheel, he started the engine and drove off, headed to the all female public suburban highschool, owned by the township’s board of education.
After parking his car, the man got out and entered the large structure, went to his office, and was immediately greeted with, " Hello Mr. Collins..., how are you today?"
" Oh..., I’m fine, Margaret..., how’s things with you?"
With a smile, the foxy sandy-haired office secretary replied, " Feeling great..., I got those papers you ask for...they’re on your desk."
" Thanks."
" No problem."
When she turned around and went back to her desk located in the larger office area separate from his smaller room, Jim grinned, eyed her nice butt as it swayed back and forth beneath the light blue business slim skirt, and lightly remarked to himself, " This job’s great...get to work in an all female environment."
As a matter of fact, the guy was indeed the only male working there. Everyone else was of the opposite gender. All the teachers were super sexy hot looking women in their early or late twenties; all the students in the girls only school where good looking, all of them! Even the janitor was an attractive twenty seven year old short haired blond who always dressed herself in well fitting jeans, western boots, and a snug T-shirt. But most of all, what really pleased the horny guy was the way the student body dressed. For some reason or another, an unwritten code existed among the girls, telling them to dress in jeans, black leather high heeled boots, and either T-shirts or tube tops over their nice tits.
Seeing the forms Margaret left for him on this pleasant May morning, Mr. Collins, in his smaller office chamber now, took a seat behind his desk and began working, reading and signing this or that, doing whatever was necessary to keep the placing going.
At eight, the bell rang and all the students entered. Therefore, the guy got up and strolled out to the building’s main entrance lobby, stood there, and watched the girls enter. With all his might, Jim fought hard to keep down an erection as all the pretty teenage chicks entered and walked down the corridors, going to their lockers, first period classes, or wherever. All around him was ASS! And not just plain old ass, perfect denim covered ass coupled with the sensuous sound of heels striking the hallway tile. Standing there, Mr. Collins had a free show, worth as much, or even more, than some of the best jean and boot fetish flicks ever made!
Finally, a few minutes later, the crowd of good looking girls dissipated itself as all the young ladies went to their separate classes.
Returning to his room via the larger main office area, the man sat down again behind his desk and continued on with his work for the next eighty minutes, a span of time killing the first and second periods of the school’s morning schedule.
When the bell rang ending the second mod, the students all raised their butts and went to homeroom. Their asses parked again, Mr. Collins, still in his office, reached for the microphone on his desk and flicked a switch at its base, saying into the thing afterward, " Good morning Fairfield High..., this is your principal speaking. For starts..., please remember to take home the forms being passed out right now by your homeroom teachers..., your parents should read it...; it concerns your future college prospects...if you’re eligible or not to attend the university of your choice..."
For the next five minutes, the man went on and on about all kinds of stuff until he eventually said, " And for one final note, ladies..., Kate, the janitor, has been complaining about all the gum stuck to the floors...you know you shouldn’t be chewing that stuff here in school..., but if you’ve just gotta break the rules and risk a detention, then please...when you’re through chewing the thing, spit it in a waste basket or something..., ok...other than that..., have a great day!" Finally, homeroom ended, the bell rang again, and all the hot chicks went to their third period classes.
When the halls were again vacant, Mr. Collins slowly strolled out of his chamber, through the larger office area, and then stood at the open entrance leading out to the first floor corridor. Leaning against the door post, he saw Kate, the blond custodian, stroll up toward him while pushing a mop and bucket on wheels.
Almost directly on the other side of the hall from where he stood was a door leading into a very small utility room having only a sink, some cleaning utensils, and a few other things. A few seconds later, Kate stopped before the wooden utility room’s door, opened it, and then turned to her boss, saying, " Thanks Mr. Collins...hopefully there’ll be less of that stuff stuck all over the place..., I mean..., these kids must be chewing some new kind of gum, that junk really sticks...!"
" No problem, Kate...you’re doing a real great job..., I’m glad I hired you."
" Thanks sir."
Turning around, the sexy working class woman entered the small chamber, bent over slightly, and started wringing out the mop. For the whole five minutes that she had her back to him, the man glued his eyes to her rear, transfixed by its perfect symmetry as every curve and crevice outlined itself through the nice pair of blue jeans. At last, Kate was done, turned back around, went out of the small room, closed the door, and left, strolling down the hall, and finally disappearing around the far end’s corner, again unwittingly giving the guy a free show.
Knowing that Kate was now finished with her work on the first floor, most of the rest of her day spent upstairs in the cafeteria where the students usually made a mess, he also knew she never returned to the first floor’s utility room after third mod, using the upstairs one for the remaining periods as required. As a result, the horny guy looked at his watch, smiled, and lightly said to himself so not to get the secretary’s attention, " Ok..., ten more minutes for the bell to signal the end of third mod..., c’mon Margaret, let’s go...take your fucken coffee break...and stay their all day like usual."
Sure enough, less than a minute later, sexy Margaret raised her pretty ass from her seat and strolled over to the entrance where he was standing, and said, " I’m gonna take my break..., anything you need before I go?"
" No..., everything’s fine..., go right ahead...have a good one."
" Thanks."
He obviously knew she took a longer break everyday than what the contract allowed. Nevertheless, the guy let it go, for it worked perfectly with his little dirty and nasty habit he always did at this time of the day, right before and during the beginning of forth mod.
After the man looked both ways and quickly glanced back into the now empty office, he slowly stoled over to the utility room, opened the door, stepped inside, and closed it behind him, standing alone in the darkened chamber. Reaching upward, he pulled a small bolt to the right, locking himself in, ensuring that no one could open the door from the outside.
Grinning to himself, Mr. Collins gazed through the small narrow space between two of the wooden ventilation strips built into the door. Since the room was dark and the halls were bright, he could see out but no one could notice or see anything of him hiding there in seclusion.
At last, a few minutes later, the bell rang, ending the period. As his pulse quickened, Mr. Collins reached down to his fly, opened his zipper, and pulled out his now erect cock. Staring away, he gazed on through the slit as all the sexy teenage girls strolled on by. Just as he expected, across the hall, to the left and right of the office entrance, seven or eight jean clad girls stopped, aimed their rear ends in his direction, opened their lockers, and replaced some of their books, retrieving others.
To himself, the guy softly whispered, " Oh yea..., look at those butts..., man just look at ‘em..., oh yea..., that’s right Erica..., now bend down and pick up your books...that’s a girl..., oh yea..., what an ass, you’re perfect...come over here and sit on my face!"
Reaching into his back pocket, Jim removed a tissue and held it to the front of his dick while he jacked off, keeping his eyes on the girls out in the hall, really getting turned on by their perfect physiques.
Less than a minute later, he came, filling the tissue. After he caught his breath, Jim stuffed his rod back in place, closed his fly, and just stood there, waiting for the bell. As expected, right on time, the thing rang, causing all the super hot girls to leave. When the halls were vacant, Mr. Collins reached up and was about to unbolt the door when his elbow accidentally struck a can of some cleaning spray on a shelf behind him.
Striking the floor, the container’s nozzle burst open, causing a fine mist of the chemical to partially saturate the small room.
" Fuck!", mumbled the man to himself as he bent over, took up the can, turned off the spray, and returned it.
However, suddenly he felt strange, something wasn’t right as the spray entered his nostrils and was absorbed into his system.
" What’s going on!", cried Jim, no one in the immediate area now to hear him.
" I don’t get it...what the hell...!"
With a very weird sensation going through his body, the guy’s clothes felt looser and looser. Looking around, the light coming in form the hall at the door’s base seemed to move up at him.
" Help!", yelled Jim to no effect as he eventually realized the brutal and terrifying truth.
Forty seconds later, the effect stopped. Staring around, Mr. Collins saw that he was standing naked atop his own clothes which now appeared to be larger than a ship’s sail.
" Oh no...it can’t be...it just can’t be."
No matter how hard he tried to convince himself otherwise, reality wouldn’t let go. The man was reduced to less than an inch in height. In fact, he stood at only a quarter of an inch, so small, that no one would even take notice.
" What am I gonna do?", whimpered the naked little guy to himself, shaking with fear.
A minute later, he got his wits back together somewhat and looked ahead, taking note of the small space between the base of the door and the floor. As a result, he crawled off his clothes, went under the door, and emerged in the empty quiet vacant hallway.
His tiny head moving back and forth, he was amazed and belittled by everything. The lockers on the other side appeared like the walls of a skyscraper. His view of things had indeed changed, reality looking down at him, challenging the guy, intimidating him like never before!
Standing there, trying to think of something to do, he was suddenly met with a woman’s load yelling voice, " That’s it..., young lady, you’re through with me...you’re not coming back to my class ever again..., you here me!"
" Keep your fucken hands off me..., bitch!"
" Let’s go...to the office, now!"
Looking to his right, Jim watched in terror as the English teacher, good looking, but strict Ms. Williams, stepped out of her classroom entrance about twenty feet down from the office, and physically pulled a dark-haired girl by the arm.
" I said don’t touch me..., whore!", yelled the attractive sixteen year old, having her well fitting black jeans tucked into her leather thigh high stiletto boots of the same color.
In addition, the sassy and arrogant young lady whore a black T-shirt with the words "Fuck you!", printed on the front with large white letters.
Escorted down the hall to the office by her teacher wearing a dark business skirt suit and black pumps, the spoiled teenage brunette, her mane raised to her head’s top together with a bunch of black mascara smeared all around her eye sockets, finally made it before the office entrance when supper hot Ms. Williams stopped and released the girl, yelling, " Get in there now and go to Mr. Collins...I’ve got a class to run...I’ll be in later, I’m through with your garbage..., you’re outta my class for good..., I mean it...I don’t care if I gotta take this all the way to the superintendent downtown, but I don’t wanna see your face in my room again!"
A piece of chewing gum in the girl’s mouth, the young lady grinned, tilted her head to the side, and simply said, " Fuck you..., why don’t you kiss my ass!"
" Like I said, Meg, it’s good bye...now get in there and tell him I don’t wanna deal with you anymore!"
As the foxy teacher turned and made her first steps back to her class, frightened little Jim gazed up, overwhelmed by the two, the females appearing like awesome giants; from his helpless perspective, they looked like they both had the power to do anything.
At the top of his lungs, the reduced principal yelled, " Ms. Williams...please, help me!"
Obviously, she heard nothing, her footsteps alone drowning out whatever chance there was at getting her attention.
For a brief moment, he got a clear view up her skirt, seeing her sexy black panties. However, the attractive dark-haired lady marched off, an expression of triumph on her face, looking as if she’d just conquered a major obstacle in her life.
Realizing the strict English teacher was too far off now to ever notice him, the lady finally disappearing into her room and slamming the door behind her, Mr. Collins turned and gazed up at the pretty, but gothic and freaky looking student.
" Hey Meg..., down here!"
Chewing away at the gum, the girl didn’t hear him, she only rolled her eyes, turned around, gave Jim a perfect view of her denim covered ass, and strolled into the open office entrance.
After the gothic chick made a few steps into the area, the girl stopped, shifted her weight, folded her arms, and said to herself, " So what am I supposed to fucken do...where the fuck is everyone?"
Like an ant, an insignifanct nothing, tiny Jim walked toward the office. At last, he ventured inside and eventually stood at the base of Meg’s awesome leather footwear! Slowly, his gaze moved upward along her attire until he finally looked at her face, screaming, " Meg..., please, help!"
From his point of view, she didn’t just look like a giant, she seemed to radiate SUPERIORITY like a goddess in complete control of the world around her while he felt inferior, defeated by his surroundings, totally at the mercy of everything he met!
Again he yelled up to her, and again she heard nothing of his plea for help. Her head rotated now to the right, the girl stared into his open office and then strolled over, going into the vacant room.
" No one here either..., oh well..., guess I’ll just help myself to a seat.", remarked the sexy chick as she went over to his work area, parked her perfectly shaped ass into his chair, leaned back, raised her feet, and finally crossed her boots atop the desk.
Desperate for help, the little principal strolled into his chamber and saw the spoiled teenager sit there, chewing away at the gum in her mouth. Still wishing to get her attention, the tiny naked guy began walking over to his seat where the girl had her ass parked. However, when the small man was halfway there, Meg suddenly turned her face in his direction and then haphazardly spit the gum from her mouth, ejecting the thing to the floor where it finally hit the tile a few feet away, bounced once, and then struck poor little Mr. Collins.
" Shit..., man, why, why!", cried Jim as the lower part of his body got stuck to the gross pink thing. Not only was he engulfed in the sweet smell of sugar, he also took in the smell of the girl’s wet fresh saliva, the entire wad covered by her oral juices.
Reaching down to the stuff with his left hand, he realized next that he couldn’t move his hand back away, his left palm also now stuck to the gross material. Like a fly in a spider’s web, little Jim was glued to the thing, his one hand and both feet held firmly in place. Upon realizing this, he stopped struggling and just stood motionless, looking up and over to Meg, yelling, " Please..., help!"
Deaf to his cry, the self centered young bitch with an ugly attitude, reached into her T-shirt’s pocket and produced a cigarette, fired up with a lighter extracted from her pants pocket, and simply sat there for a minute, filling the office with a cloud of smoke.
" Damn it, Meg..., can’t you hear me...where the hell’s Margaret...still on break..., lazy bitch..., always forever on fucken break!"
Suddenly, Meg leaned forward slightly and reached into the top of her right boot, placing her hand in between the tight space separating the denim from the leather. Slowly, she extracted a small black case. After opening it, Meg removed a syringe filled with a white powder suspended in some liquid. Like it was nothing, the dark-haired girl, the cigarette pressed between her lips, moved the needle to her left arm and injected herself half way between her wrist and elbow. A second later, she set the case and needle to the desk and then got up, satisfaction written all over her pretty face.
" Hey Meg, please..., watch where you’re stepping!", screamed the tiny bug of a man as her left stiletto boot came down only inches away while she circumnavigated his desk and went over to a stereo on the other side of the room.
Intoxicated with cocaine, the sexy highschool girl turned on the radio, hearing Beethoven’s second symphony.
" What the fuck’s that...?", mumbled the drug addicted girl to herself, " I don’t wanna hear that shit."
Rolling the tuning dial, she went from one station to another, exclaiming, " Ain’t they got anything good in this fucken town...any acid rock or something?"
At last, the teenager hit upon a heavy metal station, turned up the volume, and started snapping her fingers together, wiggled her ass back and forth, and began dancing all over his office.
" Meg..., c’mon..., watch out...please!", hollered Jim upward, his puny voice all drowned out by the speakers.
Totally high now, drug crazed Meg continued to dance and stagger around when she removed the cigarette from her mouth, tossed it to the floor, and brought the sole of her boot down on top of it, killing the thing. Upon seeing this, a cold chill went down Jim’s spine, giving the guy a clear picture of what could quite possibly happen to him.
Moving around, Meg’s eyes suddenly fell upon the microphone on his desk. Going over, the good looking and mischievous girl took up the thing and strolled with it over to the speakers, extending it’s cable to the limit. Once she had the mike directly before the source of the obnoxious lyrics and boisterous notes, Meg flicked it’s switch, sending the loud stuff throughout the whole school, every classroom now filled with the hardest rock ever written.
In every room, all the girls burst out laughing, clapping their hands and cheering, getting off at the break in the day’s boring routine.
Suddenly, as Meg turned her head and looked toward the office entrance, Ms. Williams burst in, a look of hate and disgust on her assertive face, racing over to the stereo, and quickly turning it off while yelling, " What are you doing..., give me that mike!"
After ripping it from the student’s hand, Ms. Williams placed it upon the desk, returned to the girl, and grabbed the dark-haired trouble maker by the shoulders, shouting, " What’s wrong with you...you’re eyes are dilating...what the hell are you on!"
A second later, Meg’s disposition took a violet one hundred and eighty degree turn.
" Get your fucken hands off me, fuck you..., fuck this place..., fuck all your rules, fuck this shit..., fuck, fuck, fuck...!"
Getting physical, Meg struck Ms. Williams across the face and pushed the twenty eight year old lady back. As the English teacher moved in reverse, her high heeled shoe came down, just missing little Jim, the man still helplessly stuck to the piece of chewing gum, totally terrified by the violent scene before him.
Like a mad women, the drug crazed girl turned around and grabbed things form a shelf behind her, throwing them all over the room, books, paper weights, and whatever she could get her hands on.
Herself terrified as well, Ms. Williams continued to back off when both Margaret and Kate ran into the office, also startled by the loud noise which came over the P.A.
" What’s going on here?", yelled Kate as she finally stood at the entrance of the principal’s office, Margaret looking over her shoulder.
" Someone call the police...quick, she’s gone nuts..., Meg’s all screwed up!", responded the English teacher.
" Ok!" yelled Margaret as the attractive sandy-haired lady went to her desk, picked up the phone, and dialed 911.
" Hello..., emergency..., how can I help you?"
" I’m calling from the Fairfield Highschool on Hilliard Avenue here in Crawford..., one of our students just freaked out...she might be on something...she’s tearing the place apart!"
" Ok, we’ll send a unit out right away."
" Thanks.", said Margaret as she replaced the receiver with shaking hands, Meg’s screams making her very nervous and uncomfortable.
Back at Jim’s office entrance, Margaret yelled, " They’ll be here in a few minutes!"
Her eyes wide open, Ms. Williams replied, " Ok!"
Thinking she could get Meg under control, good looking Kate approached the girl, taking hold of her right arm, saying, " Meg..., take it easy...it’s me, Kate!"
" Fuck you!", screamed the sixteen year old as the deranged girl pushed at the blond, causing the janitor lady to fall back, landing on her right side.
As the woman’s frame went down and struck the floor, she quickly rolled herself to her back partially, allowing her lovely ass to rotate as well, half of the beautiful thing touching the tile, the other side still slightly suspended. However, as Kate turned herself before she got back up, her butt went right over the tiny naked guy, still stuck to the gum.
While holding up his only free hand, Jim yelled, " Kate, please..., watch out!"
Not hearing him, Kate continued to quickly roll herself until her ass made contact with the piece of chewing gum. Luckily for him, her ass then stopped, lightly squeezing him for a moment between the denim material and the floor as the gum adhered itself to the backside of her jeans. Finally, she stood up, unknowingly taking the gum with her, both the slimy sticky sugary thing and Mr. Collins stuck to her ASS!
When Kate stood straight, poor little Jim looked around, seeing that he was stuck right in the middle of her butt, right on the seam separating both sides of her lovely feminine rear.
" Kate, help...I’m down here..., help!"
Walking backwards now, the blond janitor lady simply let Meg go on and on, trashing up the office. Looking at Ms. Williams who also stood by in fear, Kate asked, " Where’s Mr. Collins...why ain’t he here?"
" I don’t know..., haven’t seen him in over an hour."
" He was here when I left for break.", interrupted Margaret, still obviously nervous as the psycho-girl began banging her gothic head against the wall.
" Where could he be...?", asked Kate again, this time in a more rhetorical tone of voice.
A few seconds later, a police cruiser pulled in front of the school. When both front doors swung open, two hot and sexy young women cops placed their leather boots to the concrete and raised their shapely butts from each seat, momentary adjusting all the heavy stuff hanging from their belts.
Inside the main lobby now, the two women in blue were greeted with, " Over here...this way!", as Margaret stuck her head out the office door and motioned for the sexy officers to come over.
Quickly, both women entered the office and then ventured into the principal’s smaller area.
" Ok..., just take it easy...young lady!", exclaimed one of the cops as she reached back down right above her ass and removed a pair of hand cuffs. With a little help from the second officer, Meg’s hands were firmly behind her back, preventing the angry girl from doing any more harm.
While the first cop held on to the wild teenager, the second police woman went over to the desk, slowly raised the needle, looked at it, and then turned to Ms. Willims, saying, " You don’t know how she got this..., do you?"
" No ma’am...what is it?"
" It’s cocaine...I see enough if this stuff almost everyday..., it’s
all over the place."
" What are you gonna do with her?", asked Kate.
" Well..., we’ll first take her to the hospital..., the emergency room, have a doctor look at her..., after that, well..., since there’s drugs involved, she’s going downtown...gonna take her into custody until her parents or whoever come by pick her up and a court date is set."
A satisfied look on her face, Ms. Williams said, " She’s probably never gonna come back to this school..., right?"
" I don’t think so...", answered the cop holding Meg, " She’s got a record now..., they’ll probably send her off to that detention place or some special school."
Her head going slowly up and down, the English teacher replied, " Ok..., I see."
Next, after the cop by the desk packed and sealed up the "evidence", she turned to Ms. Williams and asked, " Are you the principal?"
" No...I’m just a teacher."
" I need the principal to sign the release of this student."
" That would be Mr. Collins..., but I don’t know where he’s at right now."
" I’ll page him over the P.A.", said Kate, going over to the microphone and saying into the thing after turning it on, " Mr. Collins to the office please, Mr. Collins to the office please..."
After the women waited for a few minutes, one of the cops suggested, " Look..., we’re pretty busy today...why don’t you just sign it and that’ll be that."
" Ok...why not.", replied the English teacher, eager to get rid of Meg once and for all.
The papers signed, the cop holding Meg said, " Ok, thanks..., we’re off."
" All right..., thanks for coming."
" No problem..., it’s our job."
When Meg and the two female officers left the building, Margaret began cleaning things up, putting objects back into place while Kate and Ms. Williams left the office and headed down the corridor in the direction of the English teacher’s room.
Shaking her head, Kate remarked, " Man..., that was something else."
" Yea...but look at the bright side."
" What?"
Her hands raised up momentarily in thanks, Ms. Williams replied, " She’s finally gone...she’s gone..., three years of that girl’s shit...three long years...!"
With the school’s principal still stuck to her ass, Kate answered, " Yea, but I kind of felt sorry for here."
A sigh coming from her mouth, Ms. Williams said, " Well, whatever..., it’s all out of our hands now."
" Yea, guess you’re right."
" Ok..., see you...I’ve got a class to teach."
" All right...tell you what."
" What?"
" I’m gonna look around for the principal...he’s gotta be here somewhere."
" Yea..., where could he be..., well..., good luck."
" Ok."
After Ms. Williams went into her room and closed the door, sexy Kate turned around and began strolling down the corridor.
Stuck to her shapely jean clad ass, little Mr. Collins helplessly hung there, looking up to the top half of her backside as it swayed back and forth with the motions of her walk. Looking more closely at her jeans, the tiny man saw each and every stitch of the center seam. Reaching up with his free right hand, he grabbed hold of one of the threads and began pulling himself upward. With all his might, the insignificant creature pulled and pulled. To his surprise and satisfaction, he eventually worked himself free of the chewing gum as it remained fixed on her posterior. At last, the little man was free, his left hand and feet finally pulled away from the gross sticky stuff.
Taking hold of one stitch after another, Jim crawled up along her butt, desperately holding on as she continued to walk, looking here and there, obviously not finding or seeing him.
Finally, thanks to his efforts, little naked Mr. Collins was at the top of her pants, crawling up on its rim used to support her belt, hanging on as best he could. While holding on tightly, he yelled up, " Kate..., Kate, can you hear me...please!"
After the foxy lady turned a corner, she pressed the palm of her right hand against a door and pushed it open, stepping in a second later. At a casual pace, the woman strolled up to the first of four doors, opened it, and stepped into the smaller area.
Standing before the ceramic fixture, Kate turned around and unbuckled her belt. After the pants button was open, she lowered the zipper and then slowly pulled down at her jeans.
" Kate..., no, please, watch out..., no, no!"
As the pants went down, poor little Jim lost his grip, falling off. Down he went, falling and falling, letting out a tiny scream that no one heard save for himself.
Splash! His tiny body hit the water’s surface inside the open toilet bowl. Coming back to the surface, he looked up and yelled, " No, don’t..., Kate!"
When her pants were pulled to her knees together with her panties, the sexy woman lowered her butt, parking the beautiful thing right on the black seat!
Seeing her ass and cunt above him, mocking his insignificance, Jim desperately swam to the inner edge, trying to hold on to something. Nothing, the smooth white surface gave him no help. Turning his head back up, he let out another, " No...!" as a gush of that yellow stuff sprayed down and out of her hairy cunt!
To him, her piss fell forth like a waterfall, the force of its flow sending the little guy into a spiral, swirling around and around as he was pulled under at times and then pushed back up to the side.
Over and over went the cycle until almost a whole minute later her pee slowed down, becoming a light trickle before finally stopping altogether.
In absolute fear, he screamed upward, " No, Kate..., please don’t flush!"
Nonchalantly, the good looking lady got up, raised her attire, reached back for the lever, and depressed it.
To his great relief, nothing happened.
With a sigh, Kate exclaimed, " Fuck..., not again..., I just fixed this damn thing two days ago!"
Again, she depressed the lever, and again, nothing happened.
Shaking her pretty head, Kate stepped out of the stall, saying to herself, " Fuck it..., I’ll fix it tomorrow..., I ain’t got time to screw around with this junk today."
Her hands washed at the sink, Kate left the lavatory, the piece of gum still stuck to her pants.
Floating around in the yellow water, Mr. Collins could do nothing except do his best at keeping his head above the surface and wait, wait for something he know would come, something that terrified the hell out of the guy.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, Jim heard the bell ring. As expected, his ears recorded the rumble of footsteps out in the hall as the students began changing classes. Suddenly, he heard the lavatory’s door burst open, followed by the loud echo of footsteps, a large number of girls entering, at least eight or so.
Looking up, he saw a sexy blond’s face as she quickly gazed into the bowl for a second, taking no notice of him, seeing the yellow water, and then saying, " Fuck...!", finally marching out and over to the next stall.
Again, a girl entered, and again, she left, deterred by the piss. At last, the other three toilets were being used when a super hot long haired Latin chick entered the lavatory, noticed the other stalls were occupied, and then simply stepped inside the first stall having the defective plumbing. With a look of disgust on her pretty face, the young lady turned around, lowered her jeans and panties to her dark highheeled boots, and then placed her beautiful ass to the fixture, parking her butt.
" Jessica..., no, please..., it’s me, Mr. Collins, I’m down here!"
Down the stuff went, a nice thick and strong gush of yellow piss, striking the already colored water, pushing the guy around and around while he again struggled to keep himself from drowning, paddling as hard as he could, going with the flow.
As she sat there and pissed, the sexy dark-haired Hispanic girl heard from outside the door, " Jess..., c’mon, I gotta go too..., c’mon, I’m gonna explode...what takes you so long?"
" Yea, yea..., Lisa, I’m almost done!"
" You’re taking forever!"
Before Jessica could respond, she heard another girl’s voice, " Yea Jessica..., c’mon...others gotta piss too!"
" All right, all right..., just hold your fucken horses, I’m just about through!"
Finally, the attractive girl was done relieving her bladder, got up, pulled her clothes back in place, hit the lever, realized it didn’t work, and then simply stepped out into the lavatory’s main area, heading toward the sink where she began washing her hands.
While Jessica stood before the mirror above the basin, Lisa and her friend, Ann, both tried to get into the stall at the same time.
" Hey..., I was here first!", said dark-haired sexy Lisa to blond Ann as the two pretty long haired girls struggled, pushing their shoulders against one another.
" C’mon. Lisa, I gotta class next!"
" What the hell do you think I’ve got in two minutes..., a date with some Middle Eastern prince?"
" Yea..., but you don’t have Ms. Willimas next..., I do, she’ll give me a detention if I’m late."
With a sigh, Lisa, Ann’s best friend, simply replied, " Yea..., go ahead, just make it fast."
" Thanks.", said Ann as she stepped into the stall and closed the door.
Suddenly, the blond yelled out, " Hey Jess...don’t you know how to flush a toilet...your fucken piss is still here!"
Adjusting her hair before the mirror, Jessica screamed back, " Fuck you..., Ann, it’s busted...it doesn’t work!"
After she tried to flush, Ann, who obviously didn’t see Mr. Collins just like all the rest, turned around, lowered her jeans and panties, and parked her gorgious rear.
" Ann..., no please!"
Two seconds later, the girl pissed, spraying the yellow stuff from her cunt, forcing the little guy to swirl around.
Still before the mirror, Jessica remarked with insulting humor, " Make sure you flush, Ann!"
From inside the stall, the Latin beauty heard, " Go to hell, slut!"
" Fuck you, bitch..., how about if we settle this after school!"
" Please, girls...!", said Lisa, " C’mon, stop this..., how would you like it if I report both of you to Mr. Collins?"
With a waving gesture of her hand, Jessica laughed, saying, " Ha..., piss on him, that asshole, he wouldn’t do shit...that jerk’s only interested in one thing!"
" What?", asked Lisa, still waiting for her blond friend to hurry up.
" Don’t you got eyes..., can’t you see how he stares at our butts out in the halls when he thinks no one’s looking?"
" I don’t care about that..., it’s just that I hate it when you two always fight and argue...you used to be best of friends like I’m friends with each of you now...why can’t all three of us be close again?"
" That’s before I found out what kind of an asshole that blond bitch siting in there really is!"
" Fuck you...Jessica!", came the response from behind the door.
Leaving the lavatory, Jessica yelled, "Drop dead, Ann!"
Her attention on the blond now, Lisa yelled through the door, " Man..., ain’t you done yet..., how much fucken piss do you got inside you?"
" This morning I drank four cans of pop up in the cafeteria...I really had to go."
" I’ve never seen a girl piss that long before."
" Hey..., sometimes it just happens."
Finally, Ann was done as the water beneath her posterior went still. Getting up, she again tried to flush with nothing happening. Her clothes back in place, the blond emerged from the stall as dark-haired Lisa stepped inside, hearing her friend wash her hands and then leave.
Turning around before the white fixture with the black seat, Lisa lowered both her blue jeans and panties to her black leather square toed stiletto boots. Down went her curvaceous ass, parking itself on the seat just like the girls before her did.
" Lisa..., please, I’m down here...don’t pee on me!"
Looking upward, all he saw was the amazing sight of cunt and ass as her urine came down from her crotch, struck the water which was now already a much darker yellow than only a few minutes ago, and began pushing him around and around, sometimes forcing him all the way under as her piss continued to flow, making a line of fluid all the way from her cunt down to the smelly surface below.
Almost a minute later, Lisa was through, her piss slowing down to a light trickle and finally stopping. However, as the attractive seventeen year old girl just sat there, she realized she was completely alone now in the lavatory, all the other students gone, the stalls next to her all empty. In the still silence, Lisa mumbled to herself, " I got Ms. Walker next class...she’s easy..., I’ll make up some bullshit excuse why I’m late...she won’t right me up."
As a result, Lisa slowly lowered her right hand’s middle finger to her crotch, finding her clit, and getting herself off.
His eyes turned upward, little Mr. Collins yelled, " Lisa..., please...can’t you hear me!"
In response, all he got was, " Ohhhhhhh...!"
" Lisa..., c’mon, stop playing with yourself and hear me!"
" Ohhhhh...ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh...ohhhhhh!"
Despite his disgust at what he was seeing, he noticed something. Watching closely, the tiny guy saw a thick strand of mucus start emerging from the girl’s slit as she continued to finger herself. As the seconds went by, the gross body of slime got longer and longer until it eventually stretched itself all the way down to the water’s yellow surface.
Knowing this was his chance to get out of the toilet, Jim frantically swam toward the piece of vaginal excrement, paddling his arms as fast as they would move. A couple of seconds later, he grabbed hold of it, satisfied that it had some rigidity to it, or at least enough to support his tiny insignificant weight.
Like Jack going up the beanstalk, tiny Jim crawled away, pulling himself up and up, using the sticky surface to keep himself from falling back down.
" Ohhhhh..., ohhhhhh, yea..., yessssss!", moaned Lisa, her middle finger doing its work while Mr. Collins held on, getting closer and closer to her opening.
Right when the girl came, Mr. Collins reached up and grabbed hold of one of her dark pubic hairs, holding on for dear life as her orgasm rushed out, knocking the mucus strand loose, causing it to plunge down to the darkness below as he looked on, the whole scene terrifying the shit out of him!
" Lisa...., please hear me..., be careful!’, cried Jim while her ass went into the ascent.
Standing up now, the sexy girl pulled up her panties, trapping Mr. Collins in her pubic forest.
After her jeans were in place as well, the foxy and super attractive young lady left the stall, washed her hands in the sink, and walked out, headed to her class.
" You’re late.", said Ms. Walker as Lisa entered the classroom.
" I know..., sorry, I just didn’t feel good for a moment."
With a sigh, the teacher simply said, " Yea, all right..., just go take a seat."
" Thanks."
Her ass going down into place, Lisa sat herself and listened on as Ms. Walker continued with the lecture.
Lost in her cunt hairs, the tiny man didn’t know where to move or go, everything seemed so dark. But most of all, it was the smell that almost paralyzed him, the extreme odor of the girl’s pussy, the smell of cunt like he never smelled it before!
Not knowing what to do for the moment, he just sat there, waiting for something else to turn up.
At two thirty, the last bell of the day rang. By her locker now, Lisa was getting her things together when Jessica approached and lightly placed her hand on the girl’s shoulder, saying, " Hi Lisa..., how you doing?"
Turning around, Lisa replied, " Hi Jess..., so what’s up?"
" I just heard they’re gonna cancel the volley ball practice in the gym tonight after school."
Looking at Jessica, Lisa smiled and said, " Oh, ok..., yea, why not...I’ll be there in a short while..., meet me there...you know where."
" Sure thing.", replied the Latin chick, giving Lisa a quick wink with her left eye.
Fifteen minutes later, jean clad Lisa strolled into the large empty area, the sound of her leather footwear echoing from all corners, producing an errie, yet sensual sound. Slowly, the girl went up to the bleachers and stopped directly behind them at one end.
" Over here..., I’m here!", whispered Jessica, getting Lisa’s attention.
" Ok.", replied the brunette, also with a loud whisper.
Squatting next to Jessica, Lisa, now concealed as well by the bleachers, reached for the Latin girl’s T-shirt and pulled it off. Slowly, Jessica did the same to her. In no time, both hot highschool chicks had their tits exposed. Enthusiastically, they began rubbing their nipples together, getting off at the feel.
" Oh..., Jess..., that feels so good!"
" Yea it does..., doesn’t it..., let me suck your tits!"
" Yes..., do it, do it!"
" Mmmmm..., your nipples are nice and hard...they taste good too!"
Down against Lisa’s crotch, the little guy asked himself, " What the fuck are they doing...what’s going on?"
" Oh, Lisa, you’re the best!"
" Jess..., your mouth feels so good on my boobs!"
" Man..., have you got tits, Lisa..., they’re the best set I’ve ever sucked in my whole fucken life!"
" Jessica...?"
" What?"
" My cunt...!"
"What about it?"
" It’s really getting hot and wet..., oh, oh!"
In the darkness, Jim began to sweat, both the temperature and humidity of his surroundings going way up.
" Yea, Jess..., do it to me..., please!"
" What are friends for.", replied the Hispanic beauty as she unbuttoned Lisa’s jeans and pulled the denim material down to the girl’s knees. Using both hands, Jessica peeled away at Lisa’s panties, pulling the sexy thing over and off Lisa’s soft, firm, and rounded ass!
At last, Lisa spread her legs apart a little, allowing Jessica’s face to move down and forward.
Seeing some light coming in through Lisa’s thick pubic bush, Mr. Collins looked up and then screamed with complete terror, " No..., Jessica, no..., please, I’m down here!"
To late, the girl pushed out her tongue and lowered the dripping wet thing directly atop Lisa’s crotch.
All saturated now in both cunt juice and saliva, the tiny man was forced back and forth for a few seconds by the motions of Jessica’s tongue and mouth as the girl licked away at her friend’s sweltering pussy!
" Jessica..., stop it, please!", cried the man.
Suddenly, he got stuck to her tongue as the thing retracted itself for a moment and slid back into Jessica’s mouth. Pulled into the hot interior of the Latin girl’s oral cavity, Jim screamed and hollered, the smell and stickiness overwhelming him, " Jessica..., no, please, no!"
All his screams were useless when the girl decided to swallow, taking a wad of Lisa’s cunt mucus, saliva, and her poor little principal down into the darkness of her throat, the tiny man splashing into the acids of her stomach!
In the horrible fluid saturated with undigested food, the little man finally lost consciousness, suffocating and drowning to death.
The next day in the evening, Jessica was at home in her room laying on her bed with her back facing the ceiling. Dressed now in a pair of high heeled sandals, supper tight and short jean cutoffs, and a tube top, the sexy girl had a headset over her ears as she listened to music and read away at some trashy novel.
About five minutes later, she got up, removed the thing form her head, and causually strolled into her home’s upstairs bathroom. Once there, Jessica lowered her attire and placed her ass upon the toilet. The girl simply stared on as pieces of shit fell from her tight asshole, splashing down into the clear water below. Next, some piss came from her cunt until she reached over and grabbed some Charmen. Her ass now wiped, sexy Jennifer stood up, raised her pants and panties, then turned around and reached for the lever.
As her crap swirled around, the girl took no notice of a tiny white fetal like thing stuck in the side of one of her dark chunks. Finally, her shit was flushed away, causing the sexy young lady to wash her hands, return to her room, flop down, stick the head set back on, and resume reading.
The End