MantInTheHand - School Games by - 3D Adult Comic

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MantInTheHand - School Games by  - 3D Adult Comic 297 pages
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Emily woke up to the sound of her alarm clock ringing. With a groan, she rolled out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom to start her morning routine. As she brushed her teeth, she glanced over at her dresser, where a small action figure lay on top of her textbooks. It was a souvenir from a recent trip to Japan, a gift from her best friend who was currently studying abroad there.

She finished brushing her teeth and headed downstairs to grab some breakfast. Her parents were already at the table, sipping their coffee and reading the newspaper. "Morning, Em," her mother said, not looking up from her paper. Emily nodded and poured herself some cereal, taking a seat across from them.

As she ate, she thought about her day ahead. It was the first day of school, and she was dreading it. She hated the thought of having to deal with all the new teachers and new students. But as she finished up her cereal, she noticed something odd. Her mother's skirt seemed unusually tight around her thighs.

She glanced over at her father, but he seemed oblivious to what was happening. Her mother, on the other hand, was completely unaware of the bulge in her skirt. Emily couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement as she stood up from her chair. She walked up behind her mother and reached out to feel the bulge through her skirt.

To her surprise, her hand closed around something hard and warm. It was her mother's panty-clad crotch, and she could feel the outline of her mother's pussy through her panties. Emily froze, unsure of what to do next. She had never touched her mother in this way before, and yet, she couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal from the thought of it.

Suddenly, her mother stood up, unaware that Emily's hand was still in her skirt. Emily quickly withdrew her hand, feeling both embarrassed and turned on by what she had just done. As she watched her mother walk away, she couldn't shake the feeling that something strange was happening to her.

The First Day of School

Emily walked to school with a sense of trepidation. She had never been particularly fond of the first day of school, but this year, she was feeling particularly anxious. As she walked down the hallways, she found herself unable to stop thinking about what had happened with her mother that morning.

Her first class was History, a subject she had always found interesting. As she took her seat, she noticed that the boy sitting in front of her had an action figure on his desk, just like the one she had seen at home. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she remembered her own action figure, now lying forgotten in her locker.

The teacher, a young, attractive woman in her mid-twenties, began her lecture. Emily found herself completely distracted by the sway of the teacher's hips as she moved around the classroom. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be much smaller, crawling around between the teacher's legs, exploring the soft folds of her pussy.

As the class went on, Emily became more and more aroused by her thoughts. She couldn't believe how horny she was feeling, especially during a lecture that was usually so boring. When the bell finally rang, signaling the end of class, she hurried out of the room, eager to get to her next class.

Chemistry Class

Emily's next class was Chemistry, which was held in a large laboratory. As she entered the room, she noticed that most of the students had already chosen their lab partners. She walked over to the lab table where her friend Sarah was sitting, hoping that Sarah had saved her a seat.

"Hey, Em," Sarah said, smiling. "I saved you a seat."

Emily sighed in relief and sat down next to Sarah. As she looked around the room, she noticed that the teacher, Mr. Johnson, was standing at the front of the room, addressing the class. Emily found herself trying not to stare at his crotch, which was noticeably bulging beneath his lab coat.

"Okay, class," Mr. Johnson said. "Today we're going to be working with chemical reactions. But before we begin, I need to remind everyone of the safety guidelines."

Emily listened attentively as Mr. Johnson went over the safety procedures. She couldn't help but feel her heart rate increase as she imagined what it would be like to be much smaller, crawling around on the floor, exploring the teacher's crotch while he lectured the class.

Lunchtime

After Chemistry class, Emily walked to the cafeteria with Sarah. They sat down at their usual table and began chatting about their classes so far. Emily found herself struggling to concentrate on their conversation, her mind constantly drifting back to the erotic thoughts she had been having all day.

Suddenly, a group of boys from Emily's gym class came over to their table. They were all talking loudly and laughing, making it difficult for Emily to hear what they were saying. As she watched them, she noticed one of the boys, Jason, had an action figure on his keychain.

"Hey, guys," Emily said, trying to make herself heard over the noise. "I have an action figure too."

"Really?" one of the boys said, looking surprised. "What kind is it?"

Emily felt a surge of excitement as she thought about her mother's gift from Japan. "It's a Japanese action figure," she said, pulling it out of her bag. "My best friend brought it back for me."

The boys all crowded around to take a look at the figure. Emily felt a twinge of jealousy as she watched them admire it. She wished she could show them the other figure she had seen earlier, the one belonging to the boy in front of her in History class.

English Class

After lunch, Emily went to her English class. She took her seat and glanced around the room, trying to spot any familiar faces. As she scanned the room, she noticed the teacher, Ms. Davis, walking towards the front of the class.

Ms. Davis was a young, attractive woman with long, flowing brown hair. Emily couldn't help but feel her heart rate increase as she watched the teacher walk towards her desk. She could see the outline of the teacher's panties through her skirt, and she couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to see them up close, to touch them, to feel them wrapped around her fingers.

As Ms. Davis took her seat behind the desk, Emily couldn't help but stare at her. She couldn't believe how turned on she was, how much she wanted to touch the teacher's pussy, to taste her juices. She felt a warm, wet sensation between her legs, and she knew she had to do something to relieve the growing ache.

The End

Without thinking, Emily reached down between her legs and began to touch herself. She could feel her juices flowing freely, and she moaned softly as she rubbed her clit. She was vaguely aware of the sound of the class starting, but she couldn't seem to focus on anything other than the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

As the class went on, Emily continued to masturbate under her desk. She was completely lost in her own world, consumed by thoughts of lust and desire. She couldn't believe how much she needed this release, how much she needed to feel the warmth and wetness between her fingers.

Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Emily quickly gathered her things and hurried out of the room, not wanting anyone to see the state she was in. As she walked down the hallway, she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. She knew she needed to talk to someone about what was happening to her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.