At first, Jack felt an immediate sense of relief as the girl began to lift her butt off the chair. Without having her full weight pressed onto him, his body regained momentary bliss. But as the girl continued to raise, Jack didn't go anywhere. "Don't tell me..." he thought.
The student, completely standing up, looked back at her seat in confusion. Despite having felt such an odd sensation, there was nothing on her chair that could have been causing any trouble. Little did she know, the troublemaker hadn't gone anywhere. Attached to her butt, Jack screamed and yelped, trying to do anything he possibly could to make the girl notice he was stuck to her butt. Unfortunately, all his screams and protests were muffled by her skin, and his movements were far too subtle for anyone that size to notice. Having not thought to check her butt, the student shrugged and began to sit down once more. Jack felt her beginning her sitting motion and braced himself for impact.
*SQUISH*
Once again, Jack suffered as the weight of this girl crushed the spirits out of the boy. Now that the girl went back to her studies, this time for the rest of the period, Jack had no chance of making any progress in getting unstuck. He could only hope that at one point or another, he could catch a break. But, per usual, that didn't happen.
As the period passed, Jack came in and out of consciousness, tormented by the heat emanating off of the girl's body, her butt, of course, and the occasional rubbing and twitching whenever the student readjusted herself involuntarily in her seat. All Jack wanted was for one thing to go right, just for at least a few seconds. On multiple occasions, he went back to yelling, even knowing that it wouldn't have an effect. He also tried to bite the girl once again, but the two separate occasions he tried, the girl moved before he could bite down and smushed him into her flesh, pressing down on him too hard for him to get a good place to bite. On the brink of ceding to his fate, Jack kept his eyes closed for a few minutes. There really was nothing for him to do, it seemed as if he was doomed to submit under the ass of a random student. Right before he passed out, however, something happened. Though it was muffled because of the tonnage of flesh piled onto him, Jack heard the oh-so familiar bell, signifying the end of the class period. He immediately jolted awake, figuring that now he could finally have a chance to be free. He was rubbed back and forth on the seat a few times as the student grabbed her things and put them away before finally feeling the release of pressure as the girl stood up.
Jack caught another bad break in that he continued to remain plastered against the student, but he didn't care that much. In fact, he probably expected that much considering he had been underneath the girl for so long. Jack was just happy that there was no more rubbing or pressing against the chair. Now, as the girl walked to her next class, his upper body was collapsing into a skin fold on the girl's skin, created each time she took a step, while his lower body remained stuck against the shorts. Though this wasn't the most comfortable experience, it was far better than having been on her chair. When the student got to her next class, she set her things down but remained standing by her desk as she spoke with a friend. Jack remained antsy, expecting nothing less than to again find himself underneath the girl in none too long.
However, before the student sits down, does anything happen that frees Jack?
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