This choice: Jack remains stuck and without Samantha's attention • Go Back...Chapter #5A long day by: Tisch   *SQUEEZE*
*SLIDE*
Unlike Jack's initial prediction, the class progressed with only a brief coverage of the syllabus before beginning with the first lecture. This meant that Samantha was quick to begin writing notes, still unaware of her friend nestled in her cleavage. Jack had no idea how to interpret the world around him. On the one hand, he was within the warm, welcoming confines of his crush's chest. On the other hand, he was trapped without her knowledge, meaning there was no hope of escape until either Samantha realized that something was wrong and released him or Jack somehow managed to wriggle his way out. Neither seemed that likely of an option at this point in time. The hold over Jack evoked by the college student's boobs was tight enough not to allow him an inch of mobility, yet not tight enough to completely smother the little guy. While this was certainly a lucky break, the friction from the two large breasts rubbing together was beginning to heat up the environment and the little guy nestled within it. Jack would struggle the rest of the class period in both discomfort and awe. He wanted Samantha to find and help him, but at the same time he was afraid of how she would react. Jack also was, in a way, enjoying himself.
The rest of the hour of class went by slowly. Jack hadn't a clue what was happening. He made no progress in moving anywhere in Samantha's bosom, held firmly in the same spot between her boobs the entire time. Jack was barely able to form a coherent thought in that time frame, either getting distracted by the premise of the situation or shifting his thoughts from one topic to another. At any rate, the college student was completely lost. From within the cushioned confines, Jack vaguely heard the shuffling of other students, indicating the end of class. Using that information, Jack knew that the cooldown on the shrink ray would have been up by that time. Only thing was, his crush was still the one unknowing force that prevented him from using it. Samantha was one of the last students to begin packing up. When she did, Jack was caught off guard as her chest caved inwards, hugging him tighter than ever before.
*SMOOSH*
Still having failed to notice Jack, Samantha finished her packing up and left her first class of the day. With a break in between her first and second class, she walked briskly to the dining hall to have something to eat. Meanwhile, Jack bounced and swayed between and against her peachy boobs.
The following half an hour was yet again uneventful for Jack. He remained imprisoned without any hope for any change to his predicament. Having barely budged from the final resting place where he slid to after his fall, Jack was growing tired. The warm and soft environment coupled with the tight hug his crush was giving him was slowly but surely luring Jack into falling asleep. Though temptation grew more and more with the time passing while Samantha was eating, Jack managed to hold off. At least until she arrived at her second class. When the lecture began, Jack finally made an effort to make his presence known. Whether Samantha would notice him as a bug or for as he was, Jack no longer cared. He was embarrassed and excited for having wound up in the situation he was in, but Jack knew that the longer this would go on, the lower the chances that he would be discovered. With that in mind, Jack's hope to grow back and head out with his friends would lessen as well. But in just ten short minutes, without his efforts having made any progress in either loosening him up or grabbing Samantha's attention, Jack tired himself out. As his body fell limp with exhaustion, the little guy's eyes slowly shut as his breathing pattern matched Samantha's heart beat. Jack was soon asleep.
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