After his successful arrival, Jack ascended the mammoth shirt of Trish. He found the fabric to be especially easy to grip on to and climb. There were a few times where Trish's movements cause Jack to lose a little balance, but they weren't significant enough to send him tumbling back down. It didn't take long for Jack to get up to Trish's chest, but once he was there, he ran into some difficulties.Since Trish was so physically gifted, her rack seemed to serve as a barrier between Jack and communication. But, he took it on the best that he could, and even though it took him multiple tries, Jack eventually got over the hill. Literally.
By that time, though, the girls had been discussing where they were going to go next, since they couldn't stay in school forever. A pair of the five girls suggested going to the beach and suntanning while the sun was still out while another suggested going to chill at the nearby pool. Bah. This was just distracting Jack, outside of their restless movements, which were actually providing a little difficulty to his continuous ascent. He managed to zone them out for a few moments, and used that time to his advantage and made it up to Trish's shoulder. Her ear wasn't much further up, so if Jack could get up there, he would certainly grab her attention. As he was making his way up Trish's neck, the girls started to move. Jack lost his balance and fell back down to Trish's shoulder, nearly tumbling down into the abyss that was Trish's tan rack. Fortunately, he caught a good part of the fabric of her shirt and regained balance. The second time he climbed up Trish's neck, he made it. She was still walking, presumably to her friends' car, but this didn't matter so much at this point.
"Hey! Trish! I'm at your ear! Hey!" Jack yelled.
Trish could hear something vague near her ear, but she wasn't quite sure what it was. For the moment, she blew it off.
Jack was a little frustrated. Once again, he made another attempt.
"Hey! Trish! I have money! I'm at your ear, take a look!".
This time, Trish comprehended some of the words, the most important of which, was money. She flung her hand up to her ear and felt something. She grabbed a hold of it and brought whatever it was to her face.
"Hey, Trish. You probably don't know me, but my name's Jack and clearly, I have an issue with my size". Trish stopped walking for a second, in shock. "Are you real? Like really for real?" she asked, flabbergasted. "As real as you are, ma'am" Jack responded. Trish then opened the door to the backseat of her friend's car, sat down, then set him on the seat next to her while she buckled up. Meanwhile, the other backseat door opened, and Trish's bubbly friend Maria sat down. When Trish sat back up to grab Jack, she realized what had happened.
"Maria, you dunce, get up! You sat on someone!" Trish exclaimed. Maria just laughed. "Oh suuuure, Trish, whatever". Maria then proceeded to rub the seat, flex and squeeze her cheeks, then finished it all off with a wet fart. "I'm sure that your imaginary friend REALLY enjoyed that" Maria taunted. Trish pushed her over, revealing Jack, stuck in between her tan cheeks. She carefully pulled him out, but he was out of it. "You see?" Trish said, "I told you!". Maria was astounded. "Oh my god, oh my god, I am so so so sorry, little dude!". Even though she felt bad, Maria still snickered. Trish turned away from her as the driver pulled away from the school.
"You okay, little guy?" Trish asked. With a cough, Jack replied "Yeah, yeah I think I'm okay". Trish smiled. "That's good. Tell you what, why don't you come over and spend the night with me? I'll take good care of you". Something seemed off when Trish said that. Jack was a little suspicious.
Does he agree to go over to Trish's house? Or does he prefer to be dropped off somewhere?
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