Jack felt himself slip down to the bottom of Grace's bra, almost underneath the pair of boobs that were sandwiching him, after he felt her stop walking. His savior soon came to the rescue, though, unbuttoning her shirt and fishing around to find him. Picking him up in a pinch, Grace sat Jack on a book in front of her and leaned in. "I hope you enjoyed your ride. You know, lots of other boys would have absolutely loved to be in your position," she cooed. The smoothness of Grace's voice sent a shiver down Jack's spine. Something about the air that she was giving off both frightened and excited Jack. "So I suppose," he replied. "That aside, I'm sure you'd like to know more about me."
"And you, me," Grace responded. Jack nodded. "Well, yeah. I was never able to introduce myself properly though. My name's Jack, I'm a freshman here. As you guessed, I have a shrink ray. I would grow back right now to properly speak with you, but it appears we're in too public of a place," he spoke as he peered around in the courtyard of the university. Students were walking all around the two of them, along the pathways leading to the various campus buildings. "That's all right, I don't mind having you this small," Grace whispered. Jack shuddered again. "Anyways, I'm surprised you know about the shrink ray, Grace. When did you first hear about it?" From then on for another fifteen minutes, the goth and Jack casually had normal conversation, learning more about one another as time went on. After that fifteen minutes had concluded, Grace was ready to go to lunch. "Right, well that was a good convo," she said. "I'm hungry, though. Care to join me for a meal?"
"Sure," Jack answered. "What are you going to do with me, though? I shouldn't really be seen this small in public spaces." Grace gestured to her shirt. "Would you like another cruise along in my bra?" she smiled. Jack shook his head. "I'm not so sure, that was an awfully bumpy ride," he replied. "Oh? Then how about..." Grace slowly closed her hand on Jack and brought him to the front of her skirt. "Wha- what are you doing?" Jack stuttered. Grace mischievously grinned and pulled back her skirt, revealing black panties that matched her bra. "If you aren't so keen on my bra, I would love to get you acquainted with my crotch. It's been starving for quite some time."
"Okay then, bra it is," Jack retreated. Grace laughed and snapped back her skirt. "Oh, darn shame. I was looking to have a good time with you. I suppose that kind of good time will have to wait for later." Jack was worried that Grace had some sort of plan with him after hearing that last sentence. "In the meantime, back in here you go." The goth had undone her shirt and tossed Jack back in, massaging him around in her breasts for a second before putting her shirt back up and moving to go to lunch. Just as before, Jack was tossed and controlled roughly by Grace's chest. He rose, fell, bounced, you name it, and was relieved when Grace had finally stopped moving, meaning she had found a table and sat down. The girl unbuttoned her shirt and Jack looked up at the pale face with her hair dangling and being pushed to the side by her hand. She looked down at Jack and giggled. "Well, Jack, would you like out, or are you comfortable where you are?" Jack thought about her proposition for a moment. If he was to be let out, Jack wasn't sure how safe he would be. However, if he stayed inside Grace's boobs, Jack feared she might get playful.
What does Jack answer Grace with?
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