Jack next saw the light of day not long after Carly finished her fifty minute class. She peered into her bag to make sure Jack was all right, which he confirmed, then she resealed her bag and walked to her car. She placed her bag in the passenger seat of her car, making sure to keep Jack's pocket open so as to let Jack come out if he chose to. And that he did. Wanting to get to know the girl, as she was very pretty and seemingly quite nice, Jack crept his way up and out of the pocket, keeping his lower body tucked in case of a bump. Though Jack was about to begin conversation, Carly noticed he had come out as she was driving and was the first to speak.
"I'm sure you're expecting this question, but how in the world did you get that small?" she asked. Jack rubbed his neck, hesitant to share the truth, but he did so anyway. "It's a shrink ray. There have been some experimental versions the past two years, but I have one of the fully tested and approved models. I used it in class a while ago and..." he trailed off. Carly laughed. "And you wound up under me, huh? That's funny. Never in a million years would I ever have thought that something like this was possible. But it's pretty cool to see, I have to admit. Anyways, how long do you stay like that?" Jack went on with his answer, and the two kept conversation the whole fifteen minute car ride back to Carly's apartment. Once there, Carly had a favor to ask Jack.
"By the way, Jack, I have a question," she blushed. Jack shrugged. "Ask away." Carly fidgeted in her seat a moment before coming out with it. "Wou-would, uhm, would you be kind enough as to, uh, be my seat cushion again?" This question caught Jack off guard and he simply stared at Carly, unsure of how to respond. "I, uh, I... um, what? You want to sit on me again? Like what happened in class?" Carly shyly smiled and looked away. "Well, yeah. This is going to sound so weird, but you were really nice to sit on. Like, it made class much better just from that fact alone." Jack felt awkward and shifted in the bag pocket. "I'm not so sure, Carly. You're nice and all, but that.. I don't know. It just doesn't seem right. Plus, I was pretty uncomfortable." Despite Jack's hesitation, Carly was persistent. "Oh, come on, I bet you liked it some," she teased. Not thinking on his feet, Jack slipped up. "Well, yeah, I mean your butt was pretty cushiony itself, but..."
"Aha! So you did enjoy it!" Carly cried out. Jack began to panic. "No! N-no! That's not what I meant at all! I just meant that it wasn't the worst thing in the world because-" Jack could hardly speak over Carly's laughter. "I knew it! All right, Jack, I can hook you up. When we get home, I have to study a little while, so you can help me out by making me more comfortable." Jack was so flustered at this point that he could hardly speak. The few minutes remaining to the house were a house of horrors for Jack and a delight for Carly. When the car pulled into the driveway, Jack stumbled out of the bag hoping to find some way to get away from Carly. She was nice, he liked her, but this was not going to go well. "Oh, get over here, you little baby," Carly snorted. She calmly picked Jack up in her fingers and brought him over to her face. "Listen, I can get you started now. You don't have to move or anything. Just act as a seat support for now, that's all I ask." Jack moaned, the noise he made a clear indication of the fear and discomfort he felt. He looked down and noticed Carly had pulled back her jeans and revealed red underwear. "Whoa, what are you doing?" Jack yelled. "What? I'm just getting you into position, I told you that," Carly called back. She lowered him closer to the opening. "We never agreed for me to go inside your pants. As a matter of fact, we never agreed on this at all!" Carly snickered. "Relax, will you? It'll be over before you know it." She casually tossed Jack into her pants and put her jeans back to normal. On the outside, the outline of Jack's body pressed against Carly's panty-covered butt was visible. Now having settled her little friend into position, Carly was ready to go study.
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