It was a trap

I jumped after them. It was pitch black inside the room. I couldn’t see my nose, but I could feel the hands grabbing and pulling me… somewhere?

“Ermm, boss. What do we do with the other two losers?”

“Why don’t we tie them all up? I have some ropes in my van-”

“No. We keep to the plan. Good thing we brought a couple of spares.”

Crap, was this the kidnappers’ ploy? Was I about to join Mimi on a trip to an unmarked warehouse? Before I could fight back, I was **** to sit in an admittedly plushy chair.

The door opened. Mimi was pushed out first, followed by Annie and then me. We were all sitting on rolling office chairs… and roll away we did. All the way downhill in the campus path.

I tucked my feet up and prayed, holding onto the armrests for dear life. Mimi was the first to scream. Thank goodness. No one else could hear my undignified yelps over the sound of her harpy screeches. We were moving fast. The world became a blur of green and grey.

I soon realized that weren’t the only ones screaming. Bystanders at our sides hollered at us. From what my ears could pick up, it seemed Mimi’s large breasts were jiggling like jelly with the wind, and everyone found the sight quite funny.

Honestly, it sounded like quite the spectacle. Despite her somewhat willowy frame, Mimi is quite well-endowed. I’m kind of miffed that I missed the show.

Thankfully, it wasn’t a bumpy ride. The Anti-Mimi club must have taken care to ensure there wasn’t anything dangerous on our path. I could see the end of our ride ahead, a curve in the path.

The chairs hit the side of the sidewalk, sending us flying forward as if we had been shot out of catapults. Thankfully, the club was prepared the finish line as well. A couple of mattresses had been laid on the grass. It was admittedly a comfortable landing, doubly so for me since I had Mimi’s and Annie’s bodies to further cushion my fall.

Sadly, we didn’t have time to rest. The Anti-Mimi club surrounded us, as did dozens more students sitting on the grass. It was almost like we interrupted some sort of outdoor class or exhibition. The club’s goons grabbed Mimi’s arms and **** her to her feet. With her hands at her sides, the poor blushing gal had no way to stop the class from leering at her naked body.