This choice: The bus arrives at school and the day begins, with you under Amy • Go Back...Chapter #4The bus arrives at school and the day begins, w... by: M_White   As you try to free yourself and call out for Amy's attention, you find that your efforts are fruitless. With your incredibly small size and noisy activity on the school bus, you were nothing but a dust mite stuck to the white cotton panties of the pretty new girl. To complicate things, you were caught in the filly lace fabric and no matter how hard you tried you couldn't free yourself.
You didn't know whether to feel fortunate that you got to experience this magnificent ass up close or sad at how tiny and powerless you were. Being micro-sized all your life, you found that it had its advantages, but if someone failed to notice you, they could be a threat to your existence. Sure you were durable enough, but you found that most people didn't even regard you as human.
Amy wiggled her shapely ass and adjusted her new panties, unknowingly dragging you between her ass cheeks. When the bus arrived at school, the goddess stood up and adjusted her skirt. "Hey, wait!" you yelled as you saw the bus seat move farther and farther away. You watched as the seat was morphing back to normal. BOOM! Amy took a step, causing her ass to jiggle and she soon began walking. You hung on for dear life. You knew you were durable but you knew you weren't durable enough to survive a fall this high up. You could survive a fall from her ankle or even her knee, heck you already survived being at on thanks to the durability medication you took to make your bones stronger, but a drop from a significant height or being hit with something at a force too great would certainly kill you.
A few minutes passed. Amy had stopped to talk to another friend by her locker. All you can see from under Amy's skirt was the floor and her shoes as she walked. She couldn't tell who she was talking to, but you could tell by the low rumbling and thunderous voices that they were talking about boys.
"Most of the guys here aren't so bad," Angela said as she opened her locker, "There is that one kid that's the size of a gnat though. I've seen a picture of him. He's not that bad looking actually but..."
"Wow, is he really that small?" Amy said as she shifted her weight on her right foot, causing her great ass to shift and move. This minuscule action alone felt like a tremor to you and you tried not to look down anymore as you hung on. "Wait, there's no way that that's even possible. People aren't born that small." Amy laughed, still under the impression that it was just an April fool's joke.
"No, it's true," Angela said. "I heard my mom say that despite the puny little guy's size, his mother chose to keep him and take care of him anyway. It even made the news. 'Mother who gave birth to micro child chooses to raise him' ".
"That's really odd. I wonder why she would choose to do that..."
You wondered why as well. Your mother could've just ignored you, sent you to some lab to be experimented on and moved on with her life, but she didn't. She was always protective of you and took great care of you, she even chose to enroll you in the best schools. As luck would have it, you had very supportive people in your life. A sister who was rather dumb, but still loves you a best friend and a lovely girlfriend. Wait. Andrew. Racheal. Were they even here today? You were sure Andrew was on the bus. Maybe he wasn't paying attention when Amy sat on you and Racheal never took the bus. Andrew must be worried sick about you. You knew you had to do something, anything to get Amy's attention before anything bad happens to you.
Before you could figure out how to get noticed, Angela's voiced boomed from above. "I don't know. That's one weird lady if you ask me. Maybe she keeps him as a pet or something and then ditches him here when she doesn't want to look after him. Hell, maybe she secretly uses him to get off."
That really stung. You had always known your size didn't exactly make you popular and you even had more bullies than you were comfortable with, but that had to be the meanest thing you've ever heard anyone said about you. There were several girls that teased, mocked and attempted to torture you, but not even they said anything that mean.
"Get off?" Amy's voice boomed, "You mean..."
"Haha, you know?"
Just then, you hear the bell ring. You hated the sound more than anything as it always nearly deafened you.
"Looks like class is starting..."
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