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Marley was delighted as she continued to mess with Derek. She wasn't all that familiar with him, but even so, the middle schooler enjoyed his company. Derek, on the other hand, felt otherwise. He wasn't sure what he had done to the girl to demand this kind of treatment, but the tiny teaching assistant made a mental note to either stay away from this girl or try to make an example of her. Unfortunately, Derek was unable to do either of these while trapped inside of her sock.
At this point of the class period, Derek had spent over twenty minutes strapped against Marley's tan foot. It had become awfully humid inside of the girl's sock as the combined body heat of Derek's and the girl's foot, plus the friction of her rubbing against him, started to make the girl sweat. Though it was only faint, it was enough to pester Derek. "Oh gross," he thought as a droplet slipped onto him. "Enough is enough, get me out of here!" the little guy tried calling to the student. Obviously, she didn't hear him. Marley had put Derek in the back of her mind and went on the focusing on her school work. She casually waved her foot in the air as she did so, not thinking of what exactly was going on beneath her foot. Marley would have a guilty recall when the head teacher made an announcement looking for Derek.
"Excuse me class," Mrs. Grover began, "we seem to be missing our teaching assistant. Has anyone seen him?" Marley perked up from her school work. She set her foot on the ground and squeezed it, sticking Derek into the folds of her foot. Derek groaned as he felt himself being grabbed, a few more droplets of sweat collecting on his body. Marley looked around the classroom as her fellow students did the same. For a minute or so, there was silence. No one was speaking up, mostly because no one had seen Derek. However, Marley finally answered the call, having finally been guilty enough to admit it. "Mrs. Grover, I know where Derek is at," the teen called. Mrs. Grover smiled. "Perfect, would you bring him up to the front of the classroom, please?" the woman responded. Nervously, Marley undid her shoe and peeled back her sock. She looked inside and the little guy was stuck to her sole. Mrs. Grover tilted her head to try and get a better look at what Marley was doing. She didn't have the greatest view from her desk up front, but was curious as to what the student was doing. Marley then peeled Derek off of her foot and took him out, snapping her sock back on and slipping on her shoe. Pinching Derek delicately between her fingers, the girl held Derek away from her and slowly walked to the front of the room. Mrs. Grover was shocked to see her teaching assistant had gotten smaller and was in a strange condition.
"My goodness, what happened to you, sweetie?" the gentle teacher asked. Marley handed Derek over to her, setting him in the woman's soft hands. Derek coughed and sat up. "Marley treated me very poorly. I would like to speak with the two of you after class, if I may," Derek answered, looking at both Mrs. Grover and Marley. Ashamed, Marley nodded and walked back to her seat. "Okay, darling. You don't look like you're in the best of shape, so I'll let you relax the rest of the period," the glasses-wearing woman soothed. Derek relaxed and thanked her, expecting to be set at his desk. Instead, Mrs. Grover turned away from the class and opened the front of her shirt. "Um, what are you doing?" Derek asked. The teacher only giggled as she set him inside of her shirt, tucking him between her enormous boobs. "Don't worry, I'll get you out before we speak with Marley. Just rest, okay?" Derek wanted to protest some more and argue that his desk was just fine, but it was too late. The tanned woman snapped her shirt back against her chest and shook it, causing Derek to slip just enough to be held entirely between her breasts. "Dammit," Derek mumbled. "This period has been so embarrassing. Just... ugh." As she instructed, Mrs. Grover proceeded to keep Derek tucked in her cleavage for the remainder of the class period.
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