You tried your hardest to reform while the girls were in their gym class, but you just couldn’t free yourself from the chemistry text book. You guessed that you had been crushed much more than you had initially thought. The class came to an end, and all of the girls reentered the locker room. Emma changed back into her normal clothes, and gathered up her books. Before she could leave, someone tapped her on the shoulder.
“Excuse me Emma.” A voice said. Emma turned around, and saw that it was her friend Dahlia. Dahlia didn’t have many friends at school, as she tended to spend most of her time reading books in her room. She was so similar to Emma that the two girls got along rather well.
“Hello Dahlia.” Emma replied. “Did you need something?”
“I saw you had your chemistry book.” Dahlia noted. “Would I be able to borrow it? I seem to have misplaced mine.” Your blood ran cold at hearing those words. You definitely didn’t want to be separated from Emma, as that meant you would be separated from Mary as well. Unfortunately, it seemed like Emma wasn’t about to be your savior.
“Sure thing. I don’t need it today anyway.” Emma handed you over to Dahlia, who eagerly grabbed you. Dahlia thanked Emma, and then stuffed you into her backpack, enclosing you in darkness. You spent the rest of the day trapped in Dahlia’s backpack. Dahlia’s backpack was also quite tight, so you were still unable to reform.
The school day drew to a close, and Dahlia rode the bus back to her house. She walked to her house, and then went up to her bedroom. She dumped the contents of her backpack out onto the floor, and then picked up the chemistry book. Her fingers pressed into your skin as she held you. Dahlia sat down on her bed, and flipped the book over until you were staring up at her face.
“What the?” Dahlia said, cocking her head to the side. She had spotted you, but you doubted she knew who you were. You had never met her before in your life. Dahlia rubbed her hands over you, touching her inch of your body. Her fingers were cold and smooth, and she methodically felt up all of you.
She eventually determined that you were just a really weird book case, which is exactly what you looked like. She opened up the book, causing you to be bent backwards. Your body was pressed down onto Dahlia’s warm soft and squishy thigh as she opened the chemistry book, and that was the position you stayed in as she studied the book for the next four hours. All in all, it certainly wasn’t an entirely unpleasant situation.
Eventually, Dahlia felt as if she had sufficiently studied for the night. She closed the book, and then placed you on her desk, thankfully face up. Dahlia stayed up a little longer, reading some more books, until she began to feel tired. She turned off the light, and then cuddled up on her bed. After about ten minutes, she had drifted off to sleep.
You began to focus all of your efforts on reforming. With Dahlia asleep, you had the perfect opportunity to be free from the book and escape her house without anyone seeing you. All you had to do was reform, which was proving to be more difficult than you had anticipated. You had spent the majority of the day being crushed, so it was certainly not easy to reform.
The hours passed by, and you had yet to reform. You were close, but still stuck flat to the book. Dahlia was beginning to stir in her sleep, and you knew she was getting close to waking up. It was now or never. If you didn’t reform, you would be spending another day as a book, if not longer.
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