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Kimi was a grade-school student about oh... four and a half feet tall. She had nice, long brown hair and a slim body. A little too slim, she often thought to herself, as she barely had a chest to speak of. Her school had a uniform policy, so her daily apparel often consisted of the required long-sleeved, buttoned shirt, a skirt down to her knees, and either stockings or socks that covered the rest of her legs.

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Kimi stretched in the warmth of the sun on her way to school. She paused and panted. For a second there, it was a little too warm. Kimi ruffled her shirt and continued on, the hot flash quickly passing.

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Unfortunately for poor Kimi, the wave of heat wasn't from a hot flash. That time of the month was another week away. The source of the warmth was actually from a solar flare, originating far, far away from the solar system of [this name has been removed to protect the identity of its inhabitants]. The radiation had traveled for years and probably wasn't good for Kimi's health.

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Kimi groaned to herself while the teacher prattled on. Stomach cramps. They suck.

Kimi's mind searched for other things to think about. Listen to the teacher? Nah, that's never an option. Sleep? Nope, she was too awake, that'd have to wait. Fantasize? Bingo!

Glancing around the room, Kimi spotted the soon-to-be object of her affection. There were a couple boys in the class she could thoroughly swoon over, but this one was in a good position to watch from her desk.

Next was the type of fantasy... Knight in shining armor? Shy-but-effective declaration of love? Accidental kiss during a gym mishap? Accidental grope during a gym mishap~? Ooo, a poorly hidden bulge in his gym shorts?~~

Kimi was feeling rather naughty today. She chuckled silently to herself, ducking her lustful grin behind an arm as she stretched over the desk. She would [censored] and [censored] to him. He would be [censored], then [censored], and there would be [censored] until he was raw. By the time they were done, they'd [censored] the size of a horse! Even her mother would probably blush at some of these...

‘Oh, why hello there Miss Button' Kimi greeted herself by shrinking deeper into her chair. Someone down below was in an especially excited mood.

Kimi giggled quietly. It wasn't every day she could feel her clitoris brush against the seat. At least, not when she was sitting in it at the time.

Kimi made sure to remain inconspicuous as her butt slowly slid across the seat. Skirts deserved bonus points for this. Thanks to her skirt, her panties were able to glide, fabric over fabric, with very little visible movement.

Making sure to dig Miss Button as deep as she could, any unpleasant feelings washed from Kimi's mind. Her concentration was left to inhibit the signs of her actions. Not too rough. Not too fast. No hands; not up shirt nor down skirt. Keep head low; hide any goofy smiles. And most importantly, no moaning!

With all that in mind, Kimi was enjoying herself immensely. She held onto the thought of that boy. She would be holding his bulge, caressing it lightly with her lips. He would be looking up her skirt, so aroused he wouldn't be able to resist. His head would lift from the floor, tongue reaching out, licking away a happy Miss Button-

::sluuurp::

Whoops. Kimi froze in horror. She had forgotten something.

Kimi's eyes darted from behind her arm-fortress. That last thrust of her waist was long and rather loud. Yet it seemed nobody had paid any attention to it. It wasn't a fart, so they didn't care.

However, Kimi was stranded. She really wished she could keep going... but not here. There was little she could do to prevent it from being obvious now. Way too dangerous.

Kimi slowly sat up straight, careful to avoid another sound from her nethers. She raised her hand.

"Yes, Kimi?" The teacher paused her lecture.

"May I go to the bathroom?" Kimi's voice warbled a bit, both from embarrassment and her head still floating about.

"If you must." The teacher shook her head and rolled her eyes before going right back into the lecture.

Awesome.

Kimi stood, cautiously. She bent her knees, slightly, keeping her waist below the back of the chair. She inched out the side, pivoting so her butt faced the window.

Before leaving, Kimi leaned over and grabbed her purse. It held her pencils, pens, and some other things. The former objects may come in handy.

Kimi also shot a glance at the seat. The center glistened, shiny and wet. Kimi made doubly sure she didn't show her backside to the class as she walked out, no matter how awkward it may have seemed.

The halls were empty, per usual during class-time. Kimi didn't have to worry about how ridiculous she looked as she walked. Each step was wide and slightly squatted, each footfall with a shaky leg. She might as well have been doing the Funky Chicken.

Kimi's face went pale as she opened the bathroom. Another girl stood at the sinks, doing her make-up in the mirror. Dammit! She couldn't go all out. Her purse was useless.

Oh well. Kimi quickly ducked into a stall. She dropped her purse to the floor. Haphazardly, she tore off some toilet-paper and covered the seat. She felt dirty, just not that dirty. One hand lifted her skirt up about her waist, the other pulled her panties to her knees, all in one fluent motion as her naked cheeks plopped down.

The crotch of Kimi's panties were soaked. She should have probably wiped them off so they wouldn't get all crunchy later. But her focus was elsewhere.

Little Miss Button didn't look so little. Kimi was in a bit of shock as she stared at it. Normally she needed a mirror to view it outside of her hood. Now she only needed to look down.

The button had turned into pulsing thorn, sticking out nearly an inch from the rest of her groin. It was shiny from the juices she had worked up. It was bright pink from her pounding heartbeat. And it twitched gently, beckoning her touch.

So, Kimi obliged. Like some eerie wonder, a finger reached toward it. Instead of simply poking, her morbid curiosity sent her finger softly over the skin.

A jolt of electricity bolted through Kimi's nerves and shorted out her mind. With the one hand still holding up her skirt, the other spread its fingers apart. The middle dove into her slit. Her thumb and fore-finger wrapped themselves around the buzzer, eliciting flare after flare of lightning.

Kimi's butt hovered off the toilet, her back arching over the metallic pipes. Her vision was blinded by the powerful sensations. â€"Actually, her eyes had simply rolled back into her head, but they're practically the same statement. Anywaysâ€" Her finger swished around inside of her, foaming the juices around her vulva. She wrenched her poor button, making it bulge as she choked it.

Oh how her slit gurgled with frenzy. Oh how Miss Button felt like she would burst. Oh the fire that burned within her. Oh the bliss that dashed her mind to pieces. Oh... OH.... "OHHH!!!!"

::Woooooshhh::

Kimi's spasms sent her shoulder into the handle, flushing the toilet beneath. Yet, that wasn't enough to drown out her joyous shouting. And it wasn't enough to drown out the giggling from the other side of the stall-door.

Oh crap! Kimi had forgotten all about the other girl. Her ecstasy came to an abrupt halt. She regained her sight, though it rocked back and forth in her dizziness. That didn't prevent her from seeing the sneakers below the door.

The sneakers stood sideways, on tips of their toes. Kimi started to move her ‘free' hand, but stopped. Even the slightest movement echoed a slurping sound about the stall. That's when Kimi realized how loud she had been before she actually started shouting... and the girl outside was listening the whole time. Even now, she must have had her ear up against Kimi's stall.

Kimi fell silent, not moving a muscle. So did her amused roommate. Realizing she had been caught, the other girl slowly stepped away. It didn't prevent her sneakers from squeaking any less against the floor. "Hehe." She giggled once more before dashing out the door.

As the door slammed against its frame, Kimi let out a heavy sigh. Her hips bucked a few times as they came back in for a landing on the toilet-seat. She began to slide her finger back out while groping along the length of her button...

What?! Kimi's eyes darted down. It was even bigger now! The extra-long sensation immediately veered her attention to her now two-inch long button!

Kimi took a few deep breaths. It was time to inspect what was going on. The thing was still quite stiff. Thankfully, with her little bit of fun, it had dulled it down enough to touch it. It was still shiny, still bright pink, and still twitching gently. She angled it up to look at it head-on.

"Eep!" Kimi shrieked.

Right in the center of the tip was a rather large crack in her skin! She couldn't see how deep it went, but the way it splayed open was enough to tell her it was too deep. She was too rough!!

Kimi let go of the skirt, leaving it to rest on the deformed clit and her hand, despite how wet they were. With her other hand free, she reached down to her purse and scrambled through its contents. She had brought it for the pens, but now she needed something else...

Her hand went up into the air with victory. Band-Aids! Kimi brought them too her mouth, ripping away two from the group of many and dropping the rest. She folded back her skirt and tore apart the wrappers. Grabbing a wad of toilet paper, she wiped the swollen clit dry. One over the other, she bandaged the crack with an X-pattern.

Kimi took a moment to gather herself. The adhesives were on tight. There was no blood, so the wound couldn't be too bad. As long as she didn't play with herself, no matter how much she may still want too, it should heal up just fine.

Unrolling even more paper, Kimi got to work cleaning up her mess. First her skirt because she didn't want any obvious evidence. Then her panties, even though they were already a little crunchy... Then she cleaned up the puddle on the floor, where she had sprayed some of her slit's juices in that last, furious moment. Finally, she wiped herself down.

As Kimi pulled her panties back up, she stuffed some more paper into her crotch. She was still dripping rather profusely. Kimi then gasped as she stood. Miss Button was being Miss Nuisance...

Her skirt bulged. Kimi could feel her clit rubbing over the rim of her undies. It poked forward. Kimi was not happy with this rather conspicuous and embarassing depiction of her erection.

Down her hand went and the problem was soon solved. Kimi pushed her clit down between her legs, catching it within her panties, under the cushiony paper.

A quick wash of her hands and Kimi was back down the hall to class. Once again she appreciated the lack of other students there. Her dance this time had a slight twist every few steps, courtesy of the new arrangement below. She also managed to stumble a couple times, her legs wobbly from the episode.

Slinking back into class, Kimi avoided any unwanted attention. The teacher was droning on, nobody really caring. She sat down at her desk with shiver.

The hard object below did not want to bend to her will. Instead, when it hit the seat below, it slid forward, out of her panties and under her thighs. Kimi squeezed her legs tighter. She dared not open them â€" for fear of Miss Nuisance popping back up.

Back in learning-land, Kimi found her situation none the better. The flesh of her thighs provided an undesired feeling of pleasure as Miss Nuisance throbbed between, like she was reaching out to escape.

Kimi wiped some sweat from her brow. She was getting even more dehydrated as her slit leaked. It knew she was excited from the thumping of her heart, despite the cries to stop from her mind. The cushioned toilet paper Kimi sat upon turned to sludge. Damn cheap-ass school paper...

After ten minutes, Kimi's butt was soaking in her own slop. She sure as hell wasn't leaving school early today. She will have to stay after until everyone else leaves at this rate.

Kimi froze. Oh no... Miss Nuisance was slowly sliding upwards. Kimi's inner-thighs were getting wet, no longer able to maintain their hold over the pink monster.

Kimi shifted in her seat. She raised one thigh higher than the other, then dropped it in an attempt to push Miss Nuisance back down.

"Ah-!" Kimi gasped for a moment, catching her voice. No-one noticed.

The action had rubbed Miss Nuisance down from both sides in the slick, soft prison. Kimi's heart drummed out beats of anticipation. Electricity sparked about inside of her.

However, Kimi managed to stay in control. Miss Nuisance was still sliding up...

Kimi tried the maneuver again... She bit her lip to keep herself from moaning.

Then again... This time Miss Nuisance slid forward across her skirt. Kimi's back arched.

Kimi paused. She suddenly felt like she had to pee... Dammit! Why didn't she go while she was in the bathroom?!

Miss Nuisance demanded Kimi's concentration. The fight to keep the bloated organ restrained was not over. Kimi decided to cross her legs altogether.

Urk! Miss Nuisance jumped up just in time to get caught between Kimi's wet thighs once again. It was impossible to maintain the stance, as her squeezing thighs were far too enjoyable!

One last time, Kimi drew her upper thigh down. Her eyes bulged. The urge to pee was no longer an urge. But... Kimi didn't get any wetter.

Miss Nuisance was on the verge of exploding. Kimi could feel the tremendous pressure building up inside. Her eyes crossed, her brain frying amidst the static discharging across her body. Miss Nuisance needed to be freed or else Kimi would never have Miss Button back.

Kimi jumped up from her chair. Miss Nuisance sprung forward, tossing up Kimi's skirt. The monstrous clit stood several inches long, with a quaking bulge underneath, about to rupture. Kimi's hand flung to the bandages, grabbing the one underneath.

"Uunnngghhh!!!" Kimi moaned loudly, the pain completely numbed by rapture and relief as she yanked the strips free.

The crack at the tip of Miss Nuisance grinned widely, erupting with white goo. Kimi's hands couldn't make it to the show, they were sidetracked with clenching the edges of the desk. Kimi's hips humped at the air in rhythm to Miss Nuisance's jerking and launching.

The evolution of Miss Button soon slowly bowed to Kimi's thighs. White strands dripped between her and the back of the head of the poor girl who happened to be sitting in front of Kimi. Only now was the girl reaching back, in horror, to the mess in her hair.

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Kimi was immediately sent to the nurse/principal. The teacher wasn't exactly clear... Kimi decided to head to the nurse. The confused nurse gave Kimi a clean bill of health and only threw more bandages onto the ‘temporary swelling from female hormones'.

Nevertheless, Kimi went home for the day. She would return to school the next, with an even bigger problem... That, however, is another story.