Hi my name is Jason, and I just want to share with you the tragedy of what really happened at Folkwood High School. A quick background about me: I am a 6 ft. tall senior with brown hair and blue eyes. Also, it might help to know about my two best friends, Brent and Laura, also seniors. Brent is 6 ft. tall as well, blonde hair, blue eyes, and has a more muscular build than me. Laura on the other hand, she is gorgeous. I never tried to get with her because she has slept with several other guys already and I’m not into that, but she is so hot. She is 5 ft. 7 inches with a body that is slim, but not skin and bones. She is on the volleyball team, and if you haven’t noticed, volleyball girls always seems to have the nicest asses. But don’t let that take away from her top half. She has tits that, say, someone like me or Brent at our size might barely be able to fit in our hands. One of her best qualities is her long brown hair that goes past her shoulders, as well as her eyes, which are hazel.

Anyway, guess I got a little carried away in her description. I will tell the story as if it is currently happening.

It’s Friday, finally. You know. . . I don’t know why I always look forward to the weekend so much. I mean, I hardly do anything except stay home and do chores, watch some Netflix, maybe play some Call of Duty with Brent and Laura, yeah she is a gamer too. But school is actually really fun most of the time, since all we do is take field trips every day. Maybe it’s getting up so early I don’t like. Anyway, I’m back at school, same time as every morning; 8 am. I walked to my locker and to my surprise didn’t see Brent and Laura there chatting like normal. The three of us always meet up at 8 and chat until about 8:15 and then head to class.

So it’s been 13 minutes and I don’t see them. I kind of look stupid standing here by myself so fuck it I’m going to class. I wonder where they are though. As if to answer my question, my phone vibrates and I get a text from Laura saying, “Not feeling so good today, I’m staying home and getting a jump start on my weekend. Sorry, hope the day goes fast!” Well that answers that question. I continued walking to class and when I got there took my seat.

“Hey Mrs. Frizzle. How are you today?” I asked her, just sparking convo until the rest of the class arrived.

“Oh hey Jason, I’m good thanks. Where’s Laura and Brent, I know you guys are inseparable so it’s almost weird not seeing them hanging with you”. She was right though, it did feel weird.

“Laura texted me and told me she was out today because she was feeling sick”.

“Oh really?” Mrs. Frizzle’s head perked up a bit.

A few minutes went by and I got another text, this one from Brent, “Bro, family emergency gotta stay home. Sorry bro”.

I told Mrs. Frizzle that news as well. Kind of sucks that both my friends are out today, hopefully the field trip is interesting enough to make up for it. Once the whole class had arrived, Mrs. Frizzle took her spot at the front of room and began discussing today’s field trip.

“Class, in light of recent news, I’ve decided that today’s lesson will be on anatomy. Laura is home sick, so we are going to pay her a visit; but not just any ordinary visit. This visit requires us to be small, microscopically small, because we are going inside her to discover the kind of things that have caused her to be sick. Now as you may remember we have done something similar to this before, you all remember when Michael was ill and we shrunk down and entered his bloodstream to check the problem. Doing something similar should not be a problem, and should also be plenty exciting for all of you to see. Are we ready?”

The whole class actually seemed pretty pumped for this. Hey the last one was actually pretty damn cool, and I bet to see Laura – sick or not – at that small of a size would have to be breath-taking. I’m pretty pumped about it myself.

With that the class went outside and loaded up in the magic school bus.

Once all of us were on the bus, we began our trip to Laura's house. There was a slight ambiance of nervousness in the air, and it was noticeable. Mrs. Frizzle stood out though. She took pride in her idea like she always does and drove the bus with an insane aura of confidence. We all trust Mrs. Frizzle. We hardly ever question her decisions because everything always works out for the best. I just realized I’ve had my head down thinking for a while and when I lifted my head up I noticed we were back in my neighborhood just down the street from Laura’s house.

“Okay class, we are nearing our primary destination, so please fasten your seatbelts because we are about to go for a ride!”

With that the bus shrank down to I don’t even know how small, but it was pretty small. As if that wasn’t enough, we also turned into a plane. Convenient I know, I love this bus. I looked out the window to see everything that I knew normally, but this time gigantic. As a class we have been shrunk before, but never here. This so-familiar area looked completely knew to me.

Once again I caught myself thinking too much and I look forward to see us flying toward the keyhole to Laura’s front door. I didn’t know this bus… I mean plane… could fly this fast. And to our amazement we snuck right through the keyhole at whatever insanely fast speed we were going. “Man, Mrs. Frizzle you are good “I thought to myself, but as I took a look at some other student’s faces I knew I wasn’t alone on that. Wow would ya look at that… we have almost a full plane with 2 to every seat but one. With Laura and Brent always here, and since they were the only one I really talked to, I guess I never really took the time to notice that we have a pretty good size class that fills the plane. (The plane having the same number of seats as the bus normally would)

Anyway, even more crazy is the size of this furniture! We are in Laura’s living room. It looks so huge! I love this.

“Okay Jason, since you know Laura best, and she is sick, where do you think is the best place to find her in this gigantic house?” Mrs. Frizzle asked me excitedly.

“Her room definitely, which is upstairs and to the left” I told her. With that the plane went left toward the stair case. In that exact moment that we turned, a shadow eclipsed us. Apparently at the same time we went around the corner, so was Laura from the other direction, and with great speed! Mrs. Frizzle expertly dodged her, but it looked to us that Laura was almost at a jogging speed. We didn’t have long to take that in because the tailwind behind her through the plane in the same direction she was headed which was the kitchen. As we were pulled toward her we were also flipped and spun in randomness, making it impossible for Mrs. Frizzle to stabilize us. After what seemed like eternity of insane roller coaster mayhem, we began to stabilize only to find we were on collision course with the inside of a bowl that Laura had sitting on the counter.

Mrs. Frizzle tried to guide the plane out of the way but quickly decided that wasn’t the best option because we wouldn’t make it, and we all knew it and didn’t question what came next. Our plane suddenly turned into a hot air balloon. By this point we were below the rim of the bowl.

“Good idea Mrs. Frizzle, now lift us outa here!” one of the students yelled.

“Now why would we do that my dear?” Mrs. Frizzle answered, a slight smirk on her face.

“WHAT?” is all the student could reply.

Instead of lifting out of there, she let the hot air balloon slowly drift until we got close to the bottom of the bowl. Right as we hit she turned the bus into a submarine. We all wondered what she was up to, but I also think we all already knew.

“Why would we flee from the best opportunity to get inside of Laura?” Mrs. Frizzle asked. And with that, her logic proved flawless as always when we felt the sub begin floating upwards. Our sub has windows, which were currently plagued with a view of nothing but milk.

Laura was happy she wasn’t going to school today. She had bigger plans for the day than school. She didn’t even bother getting dressed except for a bra and panties, since nobody was here anyways. Despite feeling slightly off for lying to Jason about being sick, Laura was as enthusiastic as ever to get the day started. She ran downstairs to the kitchen where she grabbed a bowl to prepare herself some Frosted Flakes cereal. Laura did feel bad for lying, but she had to if she wanted this special day to be a success. She just hoped Jason would still have a good fieldtrip.

What everyone on the sub was currently thinking about was why in the world she poured the milk before the cereal. I mean… who does that? As if to answer our question, a booming voice came from above.

“Damn it, why would I pour the milk first?!” Laura scolded herself for being too anxious for the day’s events. She was anxious and nervous and she wasn’t thinking clearly. After debating whether or not to pour cereal in another bowl and then transfer the milk to that bowl she simply said oh well and began pouring the cereal into the milk in the bowl. When she did, the cereal rushed out much faster than she anticipated, splashing some of the milk onto her bare stomach. “Holy shit that’s cold!” she yelled, and frantically began looking for something to clean herself off with. Laura could not find a single paper towel or rag in the kitchen, so she ran to the bathroom to grab some toilet paper. “Shiiiiiiittttt” was all Laura could manage to say as some of the milk traveled down her stomach and under the waistband of her panties. She quickly used the toilet paper to wipe off her stomach and her crotch where the excess milk had traveled, and then stopped to take a breath and gather herself up.

Just as the white sea was calming, a thunderous roar was heard from above. Then as if the first set of chaos that got them into this mess wasn’t enough, the whole world changed for everyone on the magic submarine. Giant pieces of cereal filled the sky and then pounded the milk. It was too much at once and the sub began to sway at super speed. In just a split second the sub had went from calm floating to airborne, the final destination unclear. Despite how fast all this was happening, while they were in the air the students got their first look at Laura when she finally came into view. She was a sight to see.

Unfortunately for the students – the male ones at least – the view didn’t last long. In an intense bang the sub crashed into Laura’s bare skin and began tumbling downward. Mrs. Frizzle did her best to control it, but had little power over the nature of their crashing. There was nothing she could do at this point, since even turning into a plane or helicopter or anything that could fly still wouldn’t be of much help, given the rolling and tumbling nature of the sub as it fell downward. Mrs. Frizzle did have one idea though. She was going to have to get a little more personal with Laura than originally intended but it was the only way to save the sub from falling all the way to the ground.

While the sub was still rolling with the milk, Mrs. Frizzle shrank the bus down small enough to keep it in the milk instead of taking its own path for just a little longer. She had a plan to use Laura’s panties as a safety net. And it was working. The sub slid with the milk right under the panty line, with a little help from the fact that Laura was running, providing just a little more of a gap between the waistband and her skin.

Mrs. Frizzle is always on top of things, but this time she didn’t calculate this. Instead of breaking off from the milk and landing in the panties, the sub continued around the curve of what would be Laura’s pubic mound, which was cleanly shaven, along with the milk. Eventually they stopped and were hanging upside down.

I looked around the space to see every student with panicking faces. We just went on probably the most intense ride we would ever go on, and it’s a wonder how we are all still alive. In fact I don’t even feel any pain… none of us got hurt? This bus is awesome! I didn’t know it would protect us that well.

All of us, including Mrs. Frizzle took the intermission from terror to collect ourselves. It was dark in here. There was a strong smell of feminine odor, but it smelled rather pleasant, at least to me. At that moment I took a step outside of myself. “I am in a submarine in some milk, hanging off of Laura’s vagina. Holy shit. We are on Laura’s vagina”. The words just kept replaying in my head because I have never been this intimate with a girl before. I have seen a girl in a bra and panties, but never have I tried to get a girl naked. My brain was rushing. And all of the sudden there was light.

The whole class had to shield their eyes as bright light filled our vision from the windows. Then to screw up our vision more, it began to get dark again. A giant finger and some toilet paper replaced the light with darkness as the toilet paper pressed into us in an effort to remove the milk from her vagina. The noise created by her finger and the paper rubbing against us was loud and obnoxious. And it stopped. No wait there it is again. Okay it stopped. And there it is again. It seems she is repeatedly wiping to make sure she gets all of it. Only one problem… she didn’t. But she is done wiping. And the panties are coming back into view. We have been pressed into Laura’s pussy, and she doesn’t even know we are here. And then darkness was upon us once more.

I was scared. We all were. But more than anything, even though it was more in my subconscious, I was turned on. We are trapped in hot Laura’s cunt. Man if only Brent were here to see this.

And then the doorbell rang.

Laura jumped at the sound of the doorbell. She knew Brent was going to be here early, but had no idea it was going to be this early. Laura kept thinking to herself that she had to get it together. This was her chance.

In elementary school Laura wasn’t like the prettiest girl in school or anything by far. She was a shy girl, and didn’t tend to date guys, and besides, it was only elementary. But during her junior high years, her body underwent some changes that made her go from the background scene in school to every guy’s wish list. Her body was flawless, her voice feminine but not preppy. Her ass had imaginary hands trying to grab it all day. Her tits the same. But it was her eyes… her eyes were automatically seducing. Even many girls that looked into her eyes couldn’t help but let their thoughts fly astray into unknown realms where they all the sudden liked other girls. Laura had that kind of ability.

And she used it. She could get any guy, or almost any girl even that she chose. She didn’t prefer girls, although she loved to experiment. She needed a man to thrust his member into her and do it in a way that females with their dildos and such just couldn’t seem to do. Laura had dated several guys, but always wanted Brent in particular. The only problem was that he was always taken, taken by Emily, another extremely cute girl that Laura herself would have enjoyed having some fun with. But she despised her because she had Brent around her finger for 2 and a half long years. Laura is not a home-wrecker and refuses to cheat or convince others to cheat with her. Yes she has a naughty side, but she wasn’t like that. But she had no need to worry about that now, because after those 2 and a half long years Brent broke up with her. It had something to do with her moving away soon and he didn’t want a long distance relationship. A few weeks later he hooked up with Laura on sort of a friend date that turned into a little more, and now, it was going to turn into A LOT more.

Laura adjusted her hair and her bra and panties and then dashed to the door. She opened it revealing Brent in all his sexiness with a look in his eyes that suggested there was no going back. She saw his eyes open wide at her outfit and she chuckled. Just seeing him she was getting so turned on.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. Laura and Brent went up to her room and she told him to wait why she freshened up a little. Quickly she went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth while making sure she still looked gorgeous. Soon after she walked back to the room and opened the door to see Brent in his boxers.

“I figured when I saw your outfit for the day I was dressed inappropriately, so I fixed that” Brent said with a smile. He was starting to get hard, and Laura could already see a bulge in his boxers that suggest that this could be a very wild ride. She smiled a huge smile and jumped onto the bed, landing her face by his and diving in for the first of many passionate kisses of the day. She could feel his member growing against her legs and she started feeling her own juices in her crotch more prominently.

Brent was taken aback by her kiss attack and decided to counter with his next move. He left her lips and took his tongue to her ear and licked it slightly, then went to her neck and kissed it with full lips. After he went to her shoulder, then toward her cleavage while he took his hands and undid her bra. He slid down farther though, seeking the main prize. He approached her bellybutton and took a hard right to her hip. Once their he found that little “happy trail” that every guy and girl seems to have and began kissing and licking it, slowly working his way to her crotch, moving her panties downward as he went. Her skin was so smooth, not a hair in site.

Laura was in heaven. Of all the guys she dated before, none of them were as intimate as him already. He seemed to know all the right spots to put his lips and tongue and he wasn’t even to the best part. She was already getting so wet it would have become visible in her panties had he not taken them off.

Brent arrived at Laura’s second set of lips on her body and stuck out his tongue as far and wide as he could and licked from the bottom of her pussy to the top slowly and with as much attention to detail as he could manage. She tasted surprisingly as good as she smelled and he couldn’t help but lick her again. And again. And again. Once he was satisfied that he had warmed her up all the way her made his way back to her face and began kissing her passionately.

Laura was getting so hot. She didn’t know how much she could take. Just as she was about to let out a huge moan of pleasure he stopped. She couldn’t believe it; he was such a good teaser. Then Brent popped back into view and began to kiss her, and she kissed back even more passionately than the first time, using her tongue to capture any additional flavor he brought from his recent trip.

It was her turn now, and she knew she had a challenge ahead of her. Not just because she had to top what he just did, but because of the monster she was about to face. Instead of taking her time and working her way down Brent’s manly chest and abs, she decided to surprise him and she hopped down to his boxers, reached into the slit and grabbed his throbbing cock and pulled it back through the same whole. This was easier and faster than taking off his boxers and allowed her to maintain the speed she needed to allow him to be more surprised.

She immediately took her tongue and licked up the back side of his giant cock and then put her lips around the tip of it and gave it a gentle suck. After repeating this process a few times she decided it was time to fully take on this beast. She took his member and slid her lips over the tip and down. She kept going down farther and farther until she felt it hit her throat. Looking up and seeing she still had more to go she persisted on going farther. She went as far as she could manage until her gag reflex kicked in, sending a wave of pleasure through Brent’s body.

But that wasn’t the only trick up her sleeve. She removed her mouth from his cock and practically yanked off his boxers. She needed him, Now. She mounted his body as he lay on his back, then lowered herself slowly while his giant member began to fill her hungry pussy.

All of this mayhem and without a care in the world for the helpless students, as well as her best friend, who were experiencing their fiery lust on a more personal level than even they were. And for them, it was only going to get worse.

After the panties sealed their fate, the students began to worry. The milk had gone away, but through the sealed wall of the sub the students could smell a new liquid, one that many could identify as from sexual arousal. Mrs. Frizzle was quick to gather their attention though. She urged the students to stay calm. She told them that they needed inside of Laura’s body, and this may be possible if they can get to the farthest point inside her vagina. They could get small enough and get inside before things got too hot and heavy. This seemed to calm the students only a little, but enough to have them return to their seats and buckle up. The question now was how were they going to get to the back of her vagina?

As if in response to their predicament, Laura took off running to the sound of the doorbell, causing the submarine to sink a tad bit farther into her vagina with each step. There weren’t enough juices yet to allow the submarine to work its way back on its own, so they were depending on this to get them as close as they could get as a head start. I couldn’t help but notice a brief moment of anxiety on Mrs. Frizzle’s face, as if a thought occurred to her that had not previously been in the forefront of her mind. If it was anything similar to what I was thinking, then she might have wondered exactly how well the submarine would be able to fight the flow of her juices whenever there would actually be enough.

In a few moments the motion had stopped and two voices, though muffled, could be heard far above them. One word was louder than them all, and that was Laura yelling Brent’s name. And everyone heard it. Those would hadn’t already began putting the pieces together were now doing so, and it frightened them. Then suddenly the motion resumed as it was before Brent, with Laura now heading to most likely her room. Brent’s voice trailed off and a door was heard to be closing. Then water being turned on. The sub hadn’t gone very far into her pussy, and that meant more work for them to do as soon as they could manage movement.

From the muffled sounds above, Laura was obviously freshening up a bit. And from the increased heat, coupled with juices beginning to hit the sub, Laura was obviously very aroused at this point. In an instantaneous moment, the directions all changed and the sub got pushed a little deeper into her pussy. Whatever was going on up there between them was intense, and could be proved by the fact that we could now almost move through this river of liquid. With a jolt, the sub began moving and Mrs. Frizzle let out a loud cheer, which actually snapped all of us out of our trance. Maybe this was going to work after all, though I have to say in my opinion I would almost prefer the action where I’m at. Who would choose going to look at some enzymes over being in Laura’s pussy with all its juices and all its glory? Eh maybe I’m crazy, or maybe this erotic scene is getting to me.

Light. From the back of the sub, where the outer lips of the vagina were, and where the panties were supposed to be. But instead, it was now opening and allowing light to seep through. This did not last long however, as something reddish, slimy, and gigantic covered and intruded the hole. At first, it was just a visual threat, but didn’t hardly come inside the cave. But this was far from over. It returned several times, each time now seeming to reach deeper into the dark cavern where the love juices began to flow fast toward the massive tongue. The juices increased speed and wildness and began splashing against the walls as if there was a vacuum pulling them. In all the commotion the sub splashed high up on the wall and got stuck in this dry spot as what juices were left got soaked up by Brent’s tongue. Then, as quickly as it all began, it stopped. Without any mobility the sub was trapped until they were able to unstick from the wall and until enough juices returned to allow them to trek further toward through her depths.

The next few minutes were rather uneventful for the submarine, at least in terms of progress. None of the students knew what was currently happening outside of their torture room, but all knew the inevitable. They feared it, and for a few on the bus this situation was appearing to be too much already. Mrs. Frizzle stood up and began to speak.

“Everyone… We will get through this. We have taken a field trip with the same general intentions before and nobody was harmed. Although we are currently in a situation that is much more cautious I intend to do the same. We just survived Brent’s tongue. We need to focus on getting farther to the back of this cave as quickly as possible. Before anyone asks me why we haven’t transformed into something that will allow us to get off this wall, I would like to inform you that something as shocked the system and it is rebooting, but we currently cannot change shape or size. The only way for us to quickly get ourselves out of the situation is to step out of the sub and look for whatever is causing us to stick here, and see if it is possible to break us loose. But that is way too risky. I’d do it myself if I didn’t have to be here controlling the bus given that we break free…”

“I’ll do it”. I said it with a little more excitement than I wanted to reveal, but I wasn’t lying. I wanted to step out and explore this amazing woman’s most intimate place.

“I can’t let you Jason, it’s too risky!” Mrs. Frizzle looked surprised, but I could tell I could win this.

“Mrs. Frizzle, just let me go take a quick look. We signed a waver at the beginning of the year anyways, so none of this will be on you anyhow. I will be quick.”

“Ugh…” we all heard her sigh. “Okay Jason, but be quick. I want you back in 2 minutes tops!”

With that I stepped out of the bus and onto the squishy surface with a flashlight in my hand and uncontrollable excitement.

The ground was damp and squishy. It felt super weird to walk on. Without the flashlight I wouldn’t be able to see anything, but what I could see with it was pink, slimy flesh. The smell was absolutely intense. Laura must do a fantastic job of taking care of this place though because the smell was in no way grotesque. In fact, it smelt delicious. It wrapped me up, enthralled my senses and left me gazing at the ground in front of me for my first few seconds outside the sub.

But back to reality… or was this reality? Seems much more like fantasy to me. Anyways, what do I see…. How is this sub stuck here? I looked around while my thoughts wondered. I couldn’t immediately see anything that gave me a clue as to how the sub was unable to move.

All of the sudden everything moved together in a crazy singular, fast motion. The whole place shook, and I lost my balance and fell to the sticky floor. Right then I figured out what was holding the sub hostage; we were in a trench. At least, the back half of the bus was. I wonder if…

“OHHHHHH YEAH BABE!” a booming voice came from above, disrupting everyone’s thoughts. Next came Mrs. Frizzle’s voice over a radio in his pocket. “Jason I think you need to get back inside soon, I fear it won’t be safe for you in there much longer. What have you found?” she asked, a very slight tone of worry in her voice, which was unfamiliar to the students from her.

I grabbed the radio. “It seems as though the back of the sub is not touching any ground”. I told her. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention this before... this sub, it’s more of a hybrid. This one has wheels so that in can be more adaptable to land and sea. The only problem is that the back wheels are not touching anything, and its rear-wheel drive, so the front wheels don’t provide any power.

“So, are you able to give it any sort of shove forward?” We need to get moving.” Mrs. Frizzle came over the radio again.

“I’ll give it a try!”

As I approached the sub, my surroundings shook once again, this time not much thankfully and I was able to maintain balance. I reached the back of the sub and found a spot where I could get a decent grip. I planted my feet and counted 3…2…1… and then pushed as hard as I could, using as much leverage as I could, but to no avail. The damn thing just wouldn’t budge.

Another shake. No, more than that. This was another movement. Out of nowhere, a small amount of light came from somewhere behind us. Enough light for me to see what is now making the light disappear; Brent’s cock! At the same time though, the sub began to move a little bit.

“Jason! Get in the sub, now! Before it’s too late!” Mrs. Frizzle was now beginning to sound frantic, and some screams could be heard in the background. I had no time to respond. I had to use this moment to help free the bus, while it was getting loose. If I didn’t, Brent’s ginormous cock, at least it was huge from my perspective, could possibly crush it. I needed to give them a chance to get in front of the head of the penis so they could get to the destination. I took another firm hold on the sub, dug my feet further in the ground, and began pushing as hard as I could. Luckily, at the same time, the place shook again and the sub broke free.

Unfortunately though, it broke free so fast that I didn’t expect to lose my balance and fall. Even worse, I fell right into a glob of Laura’s amazing juices. I knew right then that there was no way I was going to catch it to get inside. Mrs. Frizzle got on the radio. “YOU DID IT JASON, HURRY AND GET ON THE SUB!” I told her it was impossible, that they were already too far away. I told them good luck then turned the radio off. I wanted to die without screams in the background. It just isn’t pleasant to hear. And with that I accepted and awaited my face: being crushed by my best friend’s penis while inside my other best friend’s vagina. I guess it’s not the worst way to go out, I think. The head approached my spot, then the tip touched the sticky juices I was in. Goodbye world…

“Ouch!”

Came a voice from above. It was definitely female. And definitely lustful. But also, it gave a tone of genuine pain. All of the sudden, I wasn’t dead like I should have been. The penis froze in its tracks and I am STILL ALIVE. YESSSSS! Oh shit!

That was all I could say. The substance I was in re-adhered to the head of Brent’s cock and unstuck from the wall of Laura’s lust cave. I was pulled with it, and in no time, light filled my vision. It took me a few seconds to adjust to my newfound brightness. While I was adjusting I listened intently. After all, my life was just saved, but why?

”Brent, I haven’t experienced a cock that big around before. I know you said you’re a champ and your pull-out game is strong but I really need you to wear a condom. Besides, the ones I bought are pre-lubricated, so that massive monster won’t hurt so badly!”

Good… job… Brent! Man way to go my man! Scoring huge points with Laura, bro! I yelled up to no one in particular. Brent is my bro, I’m proud of him for finally getting a piece of Laura, and for doing it so well. And then it hit me. Partly because my world began to spiral around and partly because the words from Laura finally bounced around in my apparently empty head long enough to ring a bell. My situation is about to get a hell of a lot worse. Confirming this was the fresh, greasy-looking condom that now filled my vision.

“Fuck meeeee” I thought to myself, deciding that my luck just ran out. I tried to move but nothing came of my actions. I was stuck. Hopeless.

Then came Laura’s eyes. And right then and there, I lost all train of thought. She stared intently at his penis, smiling, pupils dilated, eyebrows raised. The look on her face was a mixture of excitement, arousal, lust, and happiness. She looked extremely cute and beautiful. Her eyes though, I couldn’t take mine off of them. Imagine the biggest full moon or setting sun you’ve ever seen, then triple it, and you might get close to the size of the breathtaking hazel eyes that gazed down upon me. I could make out every detail. It was unlike anything that I’d ever seen before, and I have to say, I hope no one else gets a chance to see it. The feeling you get when you have the eyes of a goddess filling your entire eyesight, the face of a goddess with soft gorgeous skin and perky cheekbones, perfectly shaped eyebrows, and a smile that would rival a model’s, it’s a feeling that you hope to keep to yourself. But also a feeling you could never explain if you tried.

And then, just like all perfect moments, lubricated latex ruins it. Then sight vanishes and you’re left checking to make sure that oxygen still exists in your newfound prison. A prison that you know will eventually be the cause of your imminent death.

There was still some light, and I could still see a clouded form of Laura’s perfect face. And then as if my brain had completely shut off or something, I realized that I should have used that moment, you know, the one that JUST HAPPENED, the one where her eyes were staring DIRECTLY AT ME, yeah I should have used that moment to maybe, oh I dunno, do something like GET HER ATTENTION!!! Ugh, why must I be so STUPID today! I might have been able to get out of this mess! “Fuck meeeeee” I thought once again. Then, as the light began to fade and the heat began to rise, I realized that in a way, that’s exactly what was about to happen.

Back in the sub things weren’t going to smooth either. The class began to panic when they had to leave Jason behind. Mrs. Frizzle herself seemed on edge and you could tell there was a new aura about her, an aura that was beginning to further scare the students into panic. As the sub moved along at the base of the vagina in a small river of Laura’s hot, smelly juices, constant mini-earthquakes, well, vagina-quakes if you will, would cause the students to break silence. It was a weird feeling that reminded many of them of the story of Jonah and the whale. They were, in a sense, in the belly of the beast. The belly of a drop dead gorgeous beast. All the students were silent. Then a quake would hit and you would just hear, “ahh” for about a second for all of them at once. The sound was even loud, just a mild noise that proved everyone shakiness to the situation.

During the silence you could hear mumbled speaking coming from the giantess and giant above. For a time it seemed as if nothing was going to happen until one student caught a view of something very big about to happen. “WTF is that?!” Cody yelled and scared the crowd. Shattering the light and more than filling the space came the object that no one wanted to see but all knew was imminent. It entered and pushed the walls outward as it approached the sub. It was traveling much faster than they were. Some people began moving to the front to get as far away as possible. The fear was almost tangible inside the sub. And then they heard Laura from way above yell and the mammoth beast rolled back and out of the cave in haste.

 “Oh helllll no! I cannot do this. I gotta get outa here!” Cody couldn’t take it. There was no way in hell he was going to die by Brent’s gigantic member. Cody was already close enough to the front console that he was able to release the door and jump out. And just that quick, he was gone. Everyone in the sub was devastated. There were quick mumblings, everyone questioning why he would risk his life for such as a hope that he could get out. They all had a feeling this was not over.

Cody was determined to get out of this place as soon as possible. When he jumped out of the sub, which I should have mentioned was not submerged, simply because they were in a river of Laura’s white cum and there wasn’t enough to go under, nor would they have been able to see much, Cody landed chest deep in the hot, gooey substance. It was tough, but her waded through it until he reached a dryer setting. He began his trek toward the mouth of the cave. He got out his smartphone which thankfully was well enough protected that it was not damaged. He turned on the flashlight app and a bright LED light lit up the wall next to him and he was able to see much of the environment her was in. It was smaller and tight than he thought, but just as pink as he thought. He could see that the walls were slimy and swollen. Up above he could hear her heart beat, and accompanying each beat was the pulsing of the cave around him.

Despite the smallness in width, the length to the end was rather long and he figured he better pick up a jog. He was starting to get a felling this wasn’t over. He was right. Light began to show in and the glistening tip of a condom-wrapped penis entered the cave. Cody stumbled due to the trembling of Laura’s pussy hungrily awaiting the giant member.

“Guys, wait up!!!!” I’m not gonna make it, help me please!!! Come back!!” he yelled but could not see anything. He had lost his phone in a puddle of cum somewhere and the light was gone. He fumbled around looking for it so he could use the light to see which direction the sub was. In the background he could hear the sound of the latex rubbing the walls, slowly entering as to not hurt them. This was single-handedly the scariest thing Cody had ever experienced, and his hands, shaking as if he had Parkinson’s, were a testament to that. “AHA!” Cody yelled, “I found you!” He had found his flashlight. He aimed it around in the direction he presumed that the sub would be. He was right, but the sub was out of sight, and he was stranded. Another tremor. Cody fell to his knees and the flashlight dropped and showed the light toward the ceiling. Cody looked up to see what he could see and what he saw made him pale. As he looked up he saw the unfilled tip of the condom which was home to two things: air and Jason. He couldn’t believe it. Jason was going to die. He couldn’t help but accidently envision what Jason’s fate would be. In fact he was so busy worrying over him that what he forgot was that the penis, moving like a glacier toward him, was now about to crush him. He got up and rand as fast as he could. Jason watched in terror. Sure he hardly knew Cody as an individual, but he didn’t want to see a life taken at such a young age. Especially when he could do nothing to stop it. He could only watch in horror as the penis out-paced him and ran him over like a train. He wasn’t for sure but he shriveled as he thought he heard his body being crushed and a faint sound of screaming. He hoped it was just his imagination. Cody had been reduced to a small red stain, a stain that would just get blended into the juices and lubrication in the events to come.

Jason was horrified. He just watched a classmate get ran over by a penis. How would that be explained to his parents? He thought about how it would be really hard to find a less embarrassing fate. But when pre-cum from Brent’s penis began coating him, his mind began to wage a useless war over whose death would be more embarrassing. At least Cody’s was quick. Jason’s would not be, as he would have to suffer in this damned latex prison as he was baked at what felt like a 150 degrees for however long Brent could last. Then as if that wasn’t enough he would have to suffer through extremely hot cum until he drowned in the tip of his condom. Then thrown away, in a damned trash can. “Yeah… sorry Cody, I think mine is worse and more embarrassing” he said out loud.

Despite that Jason couldn’t see much due to the darkness and the latex, his eyes suddenly became fixed on a very dim light way down in front of him. He began running through his mind what the possibilities could be and it was either someone else and their flashlight or the lights from the sub. But there was too much light, it couldn’t possibly be a phone or a flashlight…

“OHHHHH YEAH BABY, FARTHER!” came a very sexy female voice from above. Jason in all his years of knowing Laura had never heard her voice like that before. Hell, even though he was beyond straight yet next to the head of a gigantic penis, he still found his own penis also beyond straight now. The voice was so seductive, soft yet demanding. And it immediately gave him every image he had deep in his mind of her sexiness. The hormones he was feeling were impossibly intense. And again, he was definitely into women, not men, but a very odd and pretty much uncontrollable situation came over him. He suddenly found himself curious as what a penis was like at this size and the next thing he knew he was touching Brent’s pink mushroom. It was incredibly soft yet insanely firm. Apparently Brent felt his touch too because as a result of his touching Brent gave a loud moan. It was amazing how sensitive his penis was, considering his tiny form touching it. But with that moan, Jason snapped out of his trance with so much fear he actually screamed out loud,

He backed away from the gigantic cock in front of him, eyes wide and stumbling. Hearing Brent made him remember he was close to his death. HIS DEATH. One that was completely inescapable. A death that was…

“What was that?” Jacob yelled. “That sound… it was not natural”. He looked for the light from the sub and could see nothing. Yes, the walls were becoming ever whiter with Laura’s cum, but he could still see in the direction the sub should be. Should be. He heard another of the same sound. It was beneath him. It was like… like those times when he went to the junkyard with his dad and would get to see a car being crushed… Jason turned pale.

It couldn’t be true. How could they not have made it? They were so close. He could see wall approaching and realized how close they really were. But no more, so many good people gone. There is no way they could have survived that kind of crush.

“OHHH BABE! WHATEVER YOU JUST DID, KEEP DOING IT!” Laura screamed in pleasure hi above as if from the heavens. He was certainly in hell… How could she get so much pleasure from crushing a metal sub in her vagina? The worst part was that she doesn’t even know, and now he is the only one that could tell her, given that he survives.

“AWW SHIT”. Jason said dully. The wall was still approaching. “How much dick does he have?? He is running out of room”. Once again he couldn’t help but congratulate his friend, completely filling this beautiful woman. Back to reality, Jason took off running back to the enormous penis. His prison began collapsing in as it hit the wall. Jason panicked and jumped in the one place where he knew he might not get crushed and barely was able to grab hold of Brent’s slit. He pulled himself up into it. It was taller than him by a little bit. And wet. And sticky. The latex continued to cave in until the tip of Brent’s penis at the slit hit the wall and stopped, thankfully without crushing him. He was safe, for now.

The next few minutes quickly became a blur. The penis backed up and plunged forward and kept going repeatedly, gaining speed over time. Occasionally the cave would shake and the head would quiver, spilling just a little more gooey shit out. Though he was safe from being crushed by the wall, he almost wished he had been instead of being forced to swallow the pre-cum of his friend.

The heat was rapidly increasing. The speed was causing Jason to become nauseous. He was dizzy, exhausted, soaking wet and couldn’t move, completely and helplessly adhered in his position in the slit. Then it happened and suddenly his energy was renewed: A quiver. A new kind of quiver that suggested that Jason’s death was knocking on the door. Brent was about to come and Jason had never feared more for his life. He began to fight. To try to get unstuck. But it was useless. Not only because he wasn’t strong enough, but because where would he go? There was nowhere. He was about to die and he just had to face it. Tears were forming in his eyes and he lost all willpower. He felt the penis behind him get super stiff and the head swell. Then, it happened.