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Chapter 9 by TGA666 TGA666

What's next?

Naomie has Computing Science class.

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I peered out of Naomie's breasts and saw she entered a computer lab, with around 30 computers lined up around the room. The room was mostly empty, except for a few students at one computer, and a teacher sitting at a large desk. Naomie signed a sheet on the teachers desk, then sat down far away from both the group of students and the teacher. I then felt her pull me out of her sweater, setting me next to her keyboard as she logged in. She then opened up Notepad.

'Okay, I have some things I need to work on, so feel free to walk around and explore a little, just keep quiet and don't let anyone see you.' Naomie typed, putting her index finger over her mouth, signaling me to not speak.

Naomie then began coding, and I wandered around the desk, the monitors towering above me like buildings, cables running out the back each as thick as my arm.

Naomie had a sheet of pseudo code and next to it a mechanical pencil, I walked over to the pencil and lifted it up, it was as heavy as a large can of soup, which made sense seeing that it was taller than I was.

I set it back down, then took an attempt at lifting Naomie's cell phone. and it was like a 10 pound weight. and due to its large size and awkward shape, I couldn't lift it, and I heard Naomie chuckle, watching my futile attempts.

Eventually, I got bored, and sat down near Naomie, using her breasts as a backrest. I eventually dozed off, and when I woke up, I was being lifted up, as Naomie was packing her stuff for her next class. This time, Naomie set me on her shoulder before leaving, me being concealed between her large hood and her hair. I sat down, keeping my balance using a lock of hair.

Walking through the halls was a unique experience like this, while it was not too far to the height I normally am, the floor also seemed further away from the depth, like I was playing a video game with the FOV set to maximum. Whenever a student passed, I could feel a gust of air along with them.

Eventually Naomie sat down at an empty table at the library, although unusually, there was another class on the other side of the library, which made the area surprisingly loud.

"Okay, I have an empty period, and I'm pretty far ahead in all my classes, as you could imagine. So how should we spend the time?" Naomie asked, quietly as to not alert others to my existence.

How will they pass the time?

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