Getting home and a delivery

The drive home was mostly uneventful. Tim was in the trunk and despite the humiliating treatment he was glad that he was hidden from view. At first he could hear Emma and Nancy laughing but it soon turned into muffled talking that he couldn’t hear over the music that was playing. Eventually they made it home as the car came to a final stop. He was angry when the trunk opened and he realized that instead of parking in the garage, Nancy had parked on the front drive way. He rushed to the front door but had to wait for Emma and Nancy to unlock it.

Of course they took their time as Emma reminded her mom about checking the mail. Fortunately for Tim, no one was really around in the neighbourhood. He still hated the fact that at any moment someone could come outside and see him. It felt like ages before he was finally allowed to run inside the house.

Tim wanted to rush to his room but Nancy stopped him.

“Tim wait just a second” - Nancy

He turned to see she was still flipping through the mail. She then looked up at him and removed the gag.

“What is it?” - Tim

“It seems like we got some of Miss Cameron’s mail again. I need you to take it to her” - Nancy

Emma laughed at what she heard. Tim was filled with frustration and anger. He disliked Miss Cameron as she’s a teacher at his School, particularly one of the art teachers who failed him two years in a row. Causing him to lose out on his summer before his last year of school.

“Seriously? Haven’t I done enough? Why can’t Emma do it?” - Tim

“Because I asked you.” -Nancy

Nancy pulled out the remote to his collar. Waving it in front of him as she slowly turned the dial up and hovering her thumb over the button.

“F-fine! I’ll do it. But you said that my sentence isn’t official yet. What if someone sees and calls the cops?- Tim

“There’s nothing to see?” - Emma

His step sister couldn’t help but chime in before her and Nancy broke out laughing. Once Nancy was finished giggling she turned to Tim again.

“Emma has a point. I don’t think you have to worry about anyone seeing anything as long as your not dilly dallying in the street. Now hurry up and go.” - Nancy

Tim gritted his teeth as he grabbed the mail. He looked both ways making sure no one was outside then he took off running. Miss Cameron’s house wasn’t too far away just 10 houses down. He prayed no one would see him.

While he was running Nancy texted Miss Cameron to let her know of the situation. She quickly received a thumbs up emoji.

Tim ran up the driveway, planning to throw the mail through the slot on her door or in the mail box beside the door but as he got there he realized she didn’t have either. He cursed as he quickly knocked on the door before covering himself with his hands.

Moments later the door swung open and a smiling Miss Cameron was staring at him.

She was 32 years old and one of the more beautiful teachers he’s had over the years. However they didn’t get along due to his misogynist behaviours and her refusal to put up with his BS.

“Well isn’t this quite the little surprise…” - Miss Cameron

She giggled as she watched his face burn with embarrassment.

“We got some of your mail.” - Tim

He reached out to hand her the mail while keeping one hand over his. But she didn’t take it. Instead opening the door and placing pointing to the counter across the hall from the door.

“You can set it down right there.” - Miss Cameron

He clicked his tongue as he walked in the house and rushed over to the counter. With his back to Miss Cameron he uncovered himself and used both hands to set the mail down and spread it out on the counter.

“Oh my!” - Sandra

Turning his head he was shocked to see several other women all sitting in the living room. What was worse was they all had a perfect view of him.

“Susan! You never told us you had a nude mail woman…” - Hillary

“Hillary look out your glasses on, that’s not a woman…” - Miss Cameron

The woman scoffed while she picked her glasses off the table and put them on.

“Oh my god. I’m sorry little boy. I didn’t see your little guy there.” - Hillary

The other woman couldn’t help but start giggling.

Tim’s shock started to fade and he quickly covered himself again. By this point he turned to leave but was blocked by a laughing miss Cameron who just happened to have her phone out.

“Nancy asked me to send her proof that you delivered the mail like she asked stand up straight, smile and give me two thumbs ups. Then you can leave.” - Miss Cameron

His rage burned deep inside his core but he knew if he didn’t then his humiliation would be worse when he got home. He sighed heavily before he shakily lifted his hands up giving two thumbs up.

“Oh god! Hahahahaha!!! Now your behaviour makes soooo much sense. It’s…. It’s just so small! Practically non-existent.”- Miss Cameron

She couldn’t contain her amusement as she burst out laughing, practically rolling on the floor as the other woman joined her.

“That’s the smallest I’ve ever seen I change diapers for a living. Hahaha poor guy.” - Sandra

Tim endured their laughing and jokes but only for a moment.

“Just take the picture so I can go.” - Tim

Miss Cameron and the other ladies continued to laugh for a bit before they regained their composure.

“Fine. Fine. Once you give us a big smile I’ll take the pic.” - Miss Cameron

Tim somehow managed to contain his emotions as he smiled brightly as miss Cameron took what felt like more pictures than necessary.

“Alright tiny Tim. You can go now.” - Miss Cameron

He’s never moved so fast in his life as he made his way home. Hearing the laughter resume the moment he dashed away. Once home he was faced with a new challenge. The car was gone and the door was locked with a note attached.

-Dear tiny Tim, we thought you would be back by now but since it seems like you’re taking your time and enjoying yourself we decided not to wait. We went out to get some food. We should be back in a SHORT while. It’s just a SMALL trip after all, lol.

P.S. There should be a spare key in under the brick in the front garden, well if you remembered to put it back the last time you used it… -

Tim’s heart sank realizing the spare key was on the kitchen counter. He was too tired and couldn’t be bothered to return when he used it a few days ago. He cursed his past self as he thought of what to do next.