A beautiful day if not for the wicked blaze of late spring. High and bright, that yellow orb in the sky waves its heat and bathes bodies with sweat. Each girl on the fields below at least have the luxury to feel the fan of wind breezing by. I feel parched.

The green grass is brushing me and offering shade but for a slight glimmer through those wavering blades. I don't have any color and that is depressing in contrast to my surroundings. I would do anything to forego my see through condition. I just need the opportunity to drink.

A list of structures are nearby, one larger than the other in no particular order but, the big one appears to be popular right now. Girls in identical uniforms are marching in with half-body bags hefted over their shoulders. Not one seems to notice me. That has been the life for the past ten years here.

I would have thought the last of them went on into that big building. If I had a guess from years before, I suppose that would be their physical training ground, a gym? Dunno what's in there or the real use for it. Never exceeding from this point made certain I am going to be neglected the vision of those who frolic in there.

The only company I have now is the aroma of dirt being baked by the sun and my grass's constant propagation prison... At least what I thought. The a foot crashes on top of me. From there on, I can only guess by the sound in my patch of grass, somebody just fell for me.

It was a hot spring day as Yolia ran making laps around the jogging track. Training to get better at what she loved to do, her kick boxing. Beads of swet running down her flesh as she ran around the track in her favorite neckless, bright red sporta bra and black track shorts that hugged agiest her hips and thights needlessly showing of her cerves.

Hearing the whisle ring out from the gym teacher, Yolia slowed down to a hault befor looking in the teachers direction seeing all the other students heading in. Breathing heavy from her excersise Yolia crouched were she stoped trying to catch her breath befor she made her way in. Running by to grab her gym bag, Yolia waved her hands at the teacher. "I'M COMING!! HANG ON!!"

Yolia yelled acrost the field heading twords the door as suddenly Yolia felt somthing under her foot as it rolled forword causing Yolia to lose her footing. Falling face first into the dirt with a thud. "What the hell did I trip on!?" Yolia muttered to her self as she was stuned by the suprise of her lame face plant.

Slowly she shok it off as she rolled over sitting on her toned butt, noticing somthing shiny in the grass and dirt as she glared with cutiously. "Whats the?" Reaching down to the grass as she pulling out a clear marbal like thing as she examined it sitting in the palm of her hand. "Who the hell left this laying around..Its neat looking..OH!! well..its mine now!!" Yolia said with a smile as she slowly got to her feet and walked back to the doors of the gymnsym placing her marble into her gym bag as she slowly made her way to the steamy locker room with the other students in her class.

Finding her locker Yolia spun the dial putting in its comboation and afther selvral trys Yolia finnally managed to opening it up. setting her bag inside as she slowly began to strip off her sweatly cloths placing them on top of her open bag afther grabing a towle and sope, closing the locker door and making her way to the showers to freashen up.

I She became my new shade, her silhouette over me, heaving breasts were my shelter, beautiful and curious features crossing that gorgeous face, and such available freedom offered to me by the taken approach of her wrapping hand around me. I tried to suckle as much of her palmy sweat but it seemed she was not a clammy type. The view was rising with her standing back up but then all goes black. I should have been paying attention to what she was saying.

Looking around the dark interior of her bag gave me plenty of options to think about. I am on the move, albeit trapped within the confines of someone's bag but, still heading in a direction other than sitting on the ground for another decade. I just have to think of something to do, anything that would allow me more freedom. There are so many objects in her to make my head spin trying to grasp the concept of their use. Odd clothes, stranger straps, interesting rolls of taps, a powder of some kind, tools with bristles like orderly grass, and bundles of cloth that were just cut in swathes of squares.

I was in trouble if I did not find something to do. On the move with someone is one thing but, if she took her time with me and found that I am more interesting as an ornament, then I can kiss my freedom goodbye and say hello to being a trinket.

Shifts of movement that were a bit angular disrupts my thoughts, a slight bang of the bag and settling of those clothes, and the creaking sound of a metallic hinge is heard before more weight is toppled on the top. Then, darker, that hinge probably a door goes *KLANG* shut.

I adjust to my senses more, dark as it is, and look further around to see if there is something I can do. Then, without warning, I notice that the top of the bundle is slightly letting moisture seep down. Hungrily, as it approaches, I sate my plate like having an early appetizer.

My body, it finally crackles out of its dried husk, and slippery membrane fumbles around the singed inside of this sun tanned bag for purchase. Feeling the opening, I dribble my way out, and feel more for my surroundings to establish where I am. Seen the slots of light up ahead being the door's vent, which makes this a compartment, and lastly would be a locker if that is why she threw her stuff in here.

Now, I have a few options. I could try getting out and look around but, if there are others outside of the door, I would be in trouble, and a lot of problems could happen if those people welcome me maliciously. There is a chance I could sneak a peek.

Rolling my body away from the door, I start suckling on the clothes that are damp with that girl's body fluid. I can feel my body stretch little by little and yet not enough for me to be imposing in the slightest. Sensing myself, probably am no bigger than a golf ball now. I need something else.

Rolling back to the door, I sticky myself up, up, and up slowly to that vent to look. By the time I make it up there, I hear the sounds, a crowd of girls gathering outside of the door, and soon as I look, the sight of them. Not sure what to do but definitely glad I thought twice about just going out there. Too big, too many, and way too out of it to stand a chance against one, let alone this horde of femme fatales.

Just when I believed I could sigh with relief, a swishing noise and moments of taps next to me are heard, a click here and there, *CREAK* goes the hinge of the locker door as it reopens, the light shinning in on the pile of clothes rummaged and pillaged around the bottom of the locker like someone has been looting it, and me watching the girl from before. I cling to the inside of the door mightily before she looks at the bag with an incredulous visage and swims her hands through it in search of each article of clothing and whatever else was in there.

Then, she looks away and towards me, I think it was confusion on her face but I didn't take the time to examine as I acted fast. I simply jumped and splattered in her direction. My juices like ooze, sticky, and clinging to her face. I dribbled only a little down her jaw and neckline till I managed to hold on more securely. To the others in the locker room, it just looked like she had been pranked by some kind of exploding gunk of goo set to go off when she opened the door or touched something in her bag. Either way, I found a good spot to cling to, and I simply spread myself further around the curve of her chin, cheek, and most satisfying is her lips to purse what moisture left her breathing hot orifice.

I'm getting stickier and slowly getting larger as that instant passes long enough for her to react.

The other girls began to leave heading off to their other classes befor long leaving just Yolia alone as she showered soaping herself up getting all clean from her daily work out. Think she shouldnt stay to long or Mis Vivan might scream at her agin Yolia reached down turning off the water and steping out of the shower area grabbing her towle using it to dry her soaking wet hair and body befor rapping it around her to be some what modest. Returning to her locker to retrive her cloths.

Afther opening locker door Yolia rumaged threw her bag, grabbing her school uniform and pair of white and blue stripped undergarments and as she turned to close the locker door she noticed the strange mass goo on the door. "What the hel.." Yolia face looked curious as she leaned in closer to investigate what ever it was on the door as befor she could even react it suddenly exploded, atleast what Yolia thought. Feeling it spashed acrost her face Yolia droped everything in her hands as she attempted to wipe what ever the gunk is off. Tasting the sticky glob get into her mouth as she tryed to wipe it away and spit it out. "Aww she is this stuff!" Yolia screamed with frustration quickly noticing the crud on her not coming off so she stubbled twords the shower to try and wash it off.

The slime ball covers more of her neck, reaching to the back of her hair, circling the balls of her shoulders, and attempting to cascade down the smooth skin. The surface of her flesh was kinda goosebumpy, it felt pretty nice but, I needed to focus on her fluids if I wanted to stick around or at least on her.

The showers was instantly in view, not really sure what was about to be accomplished here, and yet I had an idea what was in mind. Once the water started to stream down to wash me away was the moment I delved down her front to avoid the spray. I had to be quick or this would be a pipe drain dream for me.

Just all at once, that stickiness left her face and neck, sliding down the curves of her breasts and flat abed tummy, across her hips, and sticking around the small of her back to use her as a human shield from the water. I had grown just large enough to be the size of a baseball. I need more fluids but water is not on my diet.

Must think, need an escape but, also a trap, or some way to win. Looking down in that moment of pondering there is her rump below me. Before she can twist around to wash her back, I dive between her toned cheeks, and wedge myself there. Still, need to get more juices, and this is not the spot for me to grow up.

Yolia let the water pour on her face as it seemed what ever it was washed off her. Assuming the feeling was just water as it slid inbetween her breasts and down her tummy under the now soaked towle she still wore around her body as it hugged her hips then suprising the poor studdent with what happen next.

Yolias eyes shot open wide in shock as she felt something slip inbetween the cheeks of her toned shaply ass. "EeeKkk!!" Yolia Jumped in suprise with yelp as she quickly tryed to look back as she pulled up the edg of the towle covering her ass to see what was there.

Looked to be just lil'ol me still settled in safety from that water slide down her bodacious toned body. I slipped further inside, peeking just out of the tailbone of her crack, seeing she is peeking back at me or at least in my direction.

I needed those fluids and now or else bad stuff was going to happen to me. I reach down further, passing the point of her thighs to feel for some form of purchase elsewhere as I keep my eyes on her above the tight rump fortress. I anchor a bit more than an inch of myself inside her rear for good measure in the case I needed to retreat again from water.

The slippery surface between her legs had something I would find, knowing from experience of there being bodily fluids there, just seemed like right now I was amiss.

Yolia rwisted and turned to see behind self pulling up the back her towle covering her tight toned butted as her eyes grew wide inshock at what she found. A small almost fist side blob like creature grabbing her ass.

In that exact instance Yolia shivered and screamed as she tryed to get it off or more correctly out. "EEEHHWWW GET OFF GET OFF GET OFF!!" Yolia screamed in terror and discusts befor she suddenly jumped and yelped felling the critter suddenly buried its self deeper into her rear. Letting out a gasp as she blushed Yolia turning her body around trying franticly to grab the creature and get it away letting the still running shower pour warm water down her towle covered back.

Yep, she sees me.

My form presses further inside to avoid the water. That towel is the only thing holding that water from coming down here and I don't plan to get wet that way. Here I can hold but need to reach between her thighs further for what I am sure is a good watering hole. Stretching further down, like a reverse wedgie with a deep plug, I caress the lowest of her pubis.

Then I feel that warm drop of water, quickly retracting into her rectum, and plugging her up deeper than ever while attempting to get her juicy bits started still.