Sammy's day was like any other Sunday, he just had a little bit of a hangover from the night before. He had a weird feeling that he was forgetting about something important. It wasn't anything big, just something small and important. Sammy gave up trying to find out what it was, but for the rest of the day, Sammy had a faint phantom of an itch deep within his bowels that wouldn't go away no matter how hard Sammy tried. It wasn't long before it was night time and Sammy got ready for bed. Right before he got into bed he got a message from Lucas on his phone.

Sammy read it out loud, "That was fun last night, we should do it again, but maybe slow down on the drinks ;)"

Sammy couldn't help but smile... he sent him a winky face. Delighted in the message, Sammy put his phone down and pulled his blanket up and tried to go to sleep. Sammy's thoughts started to drift off about Lucas as he went into a slumber.

Waking up, Sammy recalled today was Monday. Turning to his alarm, he turned it off as he got ready for school. Sammy got ready and he packed up his things and this time, made sure to wear decent clothes for school. Heading out, he packed his lunch and headed to the bus stop for school. Sammy made it to school and headed for his locker to get his school books out and ready for his first couple of periods. Normally Sammy wouldn't be noticed by anyone except if someone wanted to tease him but today was different. It seemed over the weekend he became popular with just about everyone in school. Sammy would get a greeting like "Hey Sammy!" or "How's it hanging?" Heck he even got some nods from the upper students. Sammy didn't know why, was it because of the party? He didn't know but he kind of liked the positive attention he was getting. Sammy reached his locker and went to open it up.

There was a familiar voice behind Sammy, "There's the party animal," Lucas said greeting Sammy.

Sammy couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed that he couldn't remember what happened and Lucas recalled the night. "Was I?"

Lucas laughed, "You had fun right?"

Sammy nodded, "From what I can recall."

Tiffany shook her head jokingly, "I see Lucas let you get wasted so he could hit on all the chicks without you telling me."

"You caught me," Lucas laughed again.

Sammy couldn't help but laugh too. He grabbed one of the last books he needed and closed his locker. The bell rang signaling that there was only a few more minutes before class would start. "I'll see you guys later." Sammy headed to his first class of the day. It was like any other typical Monday, slow day of classes and learning it didn't take long till it was lunch. Sammy saw Jessica sitting at a table by herself. Coming up to her he sat down greeting her.

"Hey," Sammy said.

Jessica was preoccupied with her phone that she didn't notice until Sammy said something causing her to jump in her seat startled.

"Oh, Sammy," She said "You scared me."

"Sorry," Sammy said to her. "I didn't mean-"

"It's fine," Jessica said. "I was... I haven't heard from Chad in a few days. It's not like him."

"Is everything ok," Sammy asked sounding a little concerned.

"I don't know," Jessica said as she looked at her phone. "I keep expecting him to text or call. He usually answers my messages but... Do you think he's mad at me?"

Sammy seemed appalled at her response to Chad not replying to her messages. "That's ridiculous why would he be mad at you? There isn't anything to be mad at you for."

"Then why hasn't he called me?"

Sammy thought about it. "Maybe he broke his phone over the weekend?"

Jessica thought about it for a moment, "I guess..."

Sammy tried to comfort her by taking her mind off of the situation, "I brought my lunch today," Sammy said smiling at her. "You want some?"

This seemed to cheer Jessica up a little, "Sure, we can share."

Sammy talked with Jessica about their class and other topics as they ate lunch together. It wasn't long before lunch was over and they headed to their next period. The teacher hadn't finished grading their exams yet so they would have to wait to see how they did. Soon school was over and Sammy headed home. As Sammy was doing his homework he got a text from Lucas.

"Vince missed practice today and coach asked me to fill in because of Friday. I think I've been bumped up to varsity!"

Sammy messaged Lucas his response to the great news.

"Congratulations! :)"

"Thanks," He replied back.

Sammy was so happy he didn't notice his mother until she knocked on his open door. "Yeah mom," Sammy asked as he turned around.

"Honey... there's some people who need to talk with you."

"Who," Sammy asked confused who would need to talk to him.

"You should come down stairs," his mother said a little worried. Confused Sammy got up and headed down stairs. His mother lead him to the family room where two men sat waiting for Sammy. He had never seen them before.

"Sammy Heart?"

"Yes..." Sammy said more confused then ever.

"Hi," the man on the right said getting up to greet him. He held out his hand, "Detective Price and this is my partner Detective Leroy."

Sammy just looked as stunned as before, "Detective? As in like Federal agents?"

Detective price laughed, "Yeah as in like CSI and all those crime shows, but don't worry we're not here to arrest you... not yet."

Sammy paled till Detective Price joking laughed, "I'm joking. We just have some questions about an investigation we have. Please sit down."

Sammy sat down across the detectives as his mother looked just as nervous as he felt. "What questions?"

Detective Leroy pulled out a pad and looked down at it. "Did you happen to know a Richard McCrary? He went to your school?"

Sammy recognized Richard. "Yeah? What about him?"

"He went missing a few weeks back, after the ... incident you had at school."

Sammy tried not to look ashamed at the recalled events that happened a few weeks back. Then Sammy recalled how Richard hadn't been to school in a long time, unfortunately Sammy never really cared where he was as long as he wasn't at school. Then it struck Sammy said, "Richard is missing? You think I did it?"

Price started to talk next, "How about a Paul Melton?" Sammy shook his head no. "He goes to the same school as you and Richard. He went to the bathroom during one of his classes and then never returned. His belongs were still at school showing that he either was abducted or left in a hurry."

"I don't understand," Sammy's mom said sounding confused. "What does he have to do with Sammy?"

"We will get to that," Detective Leroy said.

"Did you know a Chad Odell?"

Now that name did ring a bell. "Jessica's boyfriend?"

"Umm," Leroy said as he looked down at another name, "Yes, they had been going out for a while."

"He's missing," Sammy said now realizing how serious this was. "Does Jessica know?"

"We just spoke with her," Detective Price said.

"What happened to Chad?" Sammy asked.

"He went missing also. The principal of the school said he never showed up. At first they thought he skipped school after the fight you two had," Sammy's mom looked at Sammy with a worried expression at hearing about the fight with Chad. "But his father hasn't seen him in a couple of days. They were suppose to go to a cook out this weekend."

"Lastly, do you know a Vince Raymond?"

"Vince?! Vince is missing?" Sammy said sounding shocked.

"Yes, he disappeared sometime around his party he had."

Sammy's mother cut in now, "I don't understand, what does he have to do with my son. What does any of these people have to do with you interrogating my son?"

"Ma'am, we are getting to that," Detective Leroy said. He continued, "Some of the kids at that party stated that they saw your son and Vince having an altercation."

Sammy's mother looked at Sammy who couldn't look her in the eyes. "Did you go to that boy's party without telling me? Did you lie to me?"

Sammy nodded as he did his best not to look at how hurt his mother was.

"Can you tell us the last time you saw Vince Raymond?"

"I...I don't remember." Sammy said quietly. He was about to say something that would get him into big trouble, "I ... um, had.... I got drunk."

Sammy's mother gasped at what he told them.

Detective Price nodded, "That's what a lot of the other students were saying. In fact, we just needed to make sure that this all checked out."

The detectives started to get up and headed for the door. "Is that it," Sammy's mother asked.

"We just had to touch base and see if this all checked out."

Sammy got up, "But I didn't do it! I could never hurt anyone."

"We just want you to be aware of the situation. If you see anything or if anything that might be important comes to mind just give us a call." He handed a card to Sammy and one to his mother. Both detectives left the house and headed back to their car.

Leroy waited until they got into the car to ask the big question, "So do you really think the kid is innocent?"

Price laughed, "Did you see the kid? I bet he can't even lift 10 pounds. How's he suppose to take down a 200 pound kid and get him out of the school or a party full of kids? No, the kid didn't do it, but he's involved in it. Who ever is behind this has to be close to the kid."

"Who you thinking?"

Price flipped through a few pages in a folder. "Let's check up on the coach. He used to be bullied in school."

"Revenge," Leroy asked.

Price shrugged, "Or maybe like a guardian angel for the kid. I don't know."

Leroy nodded, "Let's go."

They both drove away from Sammy's house to continue their investigation.

Sammy's mother had a look of anger on her face.

"Mom I didn't want to drink I swear. I didn't know there was alcohol in those drinks. I just... I just wanted to make some friends."

Sammy's mom didn't say anything for the longest time but finally let out a sigh, "I believe you. But it's not the drinking. I mean I'm upset you went out and drank, but I'm more upset you lied about it. What if something happened to you? How would I know where you were if you needed help? What if that was you that went missing? I wouldn't know where to start looking." Sammy's mother had a hurt look on her face, "I though we wouldn't lie to each other..."

"I'm sorry," Sammy said really sadden. This was the first time he had truly lied to his mom. She was right they never lied to each other. They were always opened to each other but now, Sammy really hurt his mother this time.

Before Sammy could walk away ashamed at what he did, Sammy's mom gave him a tight hug, "I know why you did it. I understand. I was like you in high school. Kind of an outcast. It was hard to make friends and only cool kids go to party's to make friends. I went to a few parties myself and made friends. Just promise me next time you let me know."

Sammy hugged his mom back, "I promise."

Sammy laid awake in his bed all night unable to sleep. He kept thinking back at what the detectives said about all those poor kids disappearing. Was he involved in their disappearance? But that didn't make any sense. Was Sammy a suspect? Would they arrest him just cause it seemed convenient? Were all those students still ok? Who would want to harm any of them?

These thoughts ran through his head all night keeping him up until dawn when he had to get ready for school. Sammy was so tired that he stumbled out of bed and almost into the ground. He should have gotten more sleep, but he couldn't. Hoping that he wasn't too tired for school, Sammy got ready for school just like any other day.

When he got to school, everything seemed different. Everyone must have heard of Richard, Paul, Vince and Chad's disappearance and must have been thinking of about. Lucas was already at Sammy's locker waiting for him.

Before Sammy could say anything Lucas looked at him intently, "You ok? You look like didn't get any sleep."

"I didn't."

"What happened," Lucas asked.

"Have you... seen Vince lately?"

"Vince? No, not since the party, why? Is he giving you issues?" Lucas asked protective of his friend.

Sammy shook his head, "No, he's missing."

"Missing," Lucas asked stunned.

"Same with Richard. That's why he was missing during Friday's game." It started to dawn on Lucas what this meant. "I had two detectives question me last night. I think they think I'm behind it all."

Lucas couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You? Oh that is funny! Sammy no offense but you couldn't hurt a fly if you had to."

Sammy gave him an upset look, "I'm serious."

Lucas tapped him on the shoulder, "And so am I. Sammy your like the nicest person I know. Besides I was with you like all night Saturday, you were way to wasted to even do anything to Vince, trust me."

This seemed to cheer Sammy up as he realized that Lucas was right, he couldn't be involved in this, it had to be coincidence. But then who would be going after all of these people and why? Before Sammy could talk more about this with Lucas the bell started to ring giving them a few minutes before class. Sammy had to get to class and said bye to Lucas. It wasn't long before the mundane school life forced Sammy to focus on something else than last night's interrogation.

Soon it was lunch and Sammy spotted Jessica who seemed really down. Sammy sat across from Jessica.

"Hey Sammy," She greeted him.

"Hey... I heard about Chad."

Jessica didn't say anything at the mention of her boyfriend... or possible Ex.

"Who would do such a thing? Chad may be a jerk sometimes but he's really a nice guy," Jessica said trying to figure out why someone would harm him.

"I talked with the cops last night. They think I might be responsible." Jessica couldn't help but laugh a little. "What," Sammy asked.

"Sorry, it's just... you responsible for Chad's disappearance? That's just too funny."

Although Sammy was a little hurt from the remark, he was glad that Jessica laughed even if it was at him. Trying his best, Sammy kept Jessica distracted from thinking about Chad by chatting about stuff. Before the next class bell rang, Jessica asked Sammy something.

"Hey, do you want to go shopping sometime? I usually go with Chad on the weekends..." The mention of Chad changed her whole mood.

"Sure, I'd love to," Sammy said trying to keep her cheerful. Sammy wanted Jessica to smile more, she had it rough. Sammy couldn't imagine losing someone close to him like she did.

"I'll text you later than," Jessica said just as the bell rang and they walked to class together.

Sammy was done running in gym class and was alone in the locker room as he got his clothes on. Luckily today he wasn't bullied by any of the upperclassmen. Sammy sat on the bench that was between the lockers with his clothes finally on. He had to catch his breath from all the activities they did for class. Finally able to calm his breathing he opened his eyes and spotted his gym teacher, the coach looking at him with a glare.

"Hey coach," Sammy said to him. "I'm just getting my breath back," Sammy told him as he got up and ready to leave.

The gym teacher didn't say anything to him as he still stood in the way of Sammy preventing him from leaving.

"Umm, Coach I should be getting to class soon."

"I never liked you," he blatantly said to him.

This wasn't news to Sammy as he always felt the Coach's glares. Whether it was in class or in the hallways. But to hear him say it was another thing entirely.

"Oh..." Sammy said.

Grimacing at him, "Something about you has always turned my gut," He said sticking his finger out and poking Sammy in the chest and pushing him backwards.

"Ow," Sammy said as he felt the digit jab into him.

"They way you act," He poked Sammy again. "How you talk," again he poked Sammy. "Everything about you." Once again Sammy let out a small cry from the impact of the Coach's finger hitting his possibly bruised chest now.

"I can't stand the fact that you hang around with Lucas, possible the greatest athlete this school will ever know, and your dragging him down." Sammy hit the back of the locker room wall as the Coach had him pinned between him and the wall as he glared at him. "But all that I could look past like I have, until now." The coach growled at him. "Now... I have the cops snooping around me. They came to my house, interrogated me! I can't leave town! I'm their number one suspect! They think I would harm my own students. My team! Those boys were like my kids, like I could ever hurt them!"

Sammy was truly frightened at how anger the Coach was. He was afraid for his life at how upset he was right now. And what was worse, was that the Coach's anger was directed at him. He didn't know what he was going to do to him.

"You stay away from all the athletic students. From now on I don't want you associated with any of them. I'll be tell them all to stay away from you too or I'll be kicking them off the team."

At first Sammy was fine with that until he remembered that also included Lucas. As the Coach turned to leave, Sammy quickly tried to change his mind.

"Wait Coach," Sammy said reaching out and grabbing his arm stopping him. "Please don't do that. Lucas is my best friend."

The Coach didn't say anything as he tried to tug Sammy off his arm.

"Please Coach," Sammy begged.

"Let go," The Coach said sternly. What happened next was an accident. The Coach pulled his arm away trying to tug Sammy off his arm but he wouldn't let go. So the Coach pulled his arm away as hard as he could and proceeded to shove Sammy. Sammy got jerked forward and then was hit by the Coach's back swing to push him back. This resulted in the Coach hitting Sammy by accident in the crotch area and causing Sammy to let go. Sammy fell to the ground in pain as he felt his neither region throb with an immense pain.

Walking away the Coach said, "I'm telling everyone at practice after school."

Sammy could do nothing as the pain still flared up causing him to not be able to speak. Through tears in his eyes from the pain and the fact that he was about to lose his best friend, Sammy could do nothing but watch as the Coach left Sammy. Through the pain he was feeling physically and emotionally all Sammy could think of was how he had to stop the Coach from telling Lucas that he wouldn't be able to see his friend anymore...

The Coach was heading out of the locker room and away from Sammy when he felt a weird sensation and suddenly everything was dark and hot. Next thing that the Coach realized he hit something wet and gooey. He was surrounded by something that was slimy and smelled really weird, a smell he couldn't quite place. The liquid was thicker than water as he tried to stay a float in the mysterious fluid. The Coach suddenly went under the surface of the unknown liquid. It took an enormous amount of effort to get back to the surface where he could breath. When he broke the surface again he got some of the liquid in his mouth giving him a very distinct flavor he never tasted before. It wasn't as salty as sea water but it wasn't drinkable. It had a weird salty and slimy taste that he couldn't tell. Where ever he was, the Coach had to find a way out. First the Coach tried to shout out for help but found that there was no answer. Unfortunately there was no light and he had no idea where here was. He had no idea where to head. Figuring it was best to try and swim somewhere instead of staying here and drowning, the Coach moved forward. Before the Coach could move anywhere suddenly everything started to move and a wave of the mysterious fluid crashed into him. He had to swim back up to the surface again coughing up the foul liquid that got in his mouth and down his throat. Before the Coach could do much another wave hit him forcing him under the surface of the weird fluid, the lack of air before caused the Coach to gag under the slimy goo as it invaded his mouth and lungs. Breaking the surface again he heaved up whatever was in his mouth as he did his best to get air while being ready for another wave to hit him. Luckily for him the giant crashing waves subsided into a gentle swell. Yet it wasn't easy for the Coach to breath for where ever he was the air was getting very thin really quick. He had to find out where he was or a safe place or he was doomed.

Sammy got up off the ground as soon as he could move again. He never been hit in the testicles before and he wasn't prepared for the pain to follow it. Sammy slowly walked out of the locker room looking for the Coach to see if he could change his mind but Sammy found no sign of him anywhere. Sammy was going to try his office, but the bell rang. Sammy panicked. He had to get to class soon or he would get written up, but what about the Coach? Sammy was torn between trying to find the Coach and heading to class. He could find the Coach afterwards on the sports fields. He would confront the Coach and try and convince him to change his mind, right now he had to head to class. Hurrying to class Sammy was about to enter the class when the bell rang. He walked through the door and spotted Mrs. Miller at the front of the class room looking right at him.

"Um... sorry Mrs. Miller."

"Mr. Heart, your late."

"I had gym," Sammy said trying to defend himself.

Mrs. Miller didn't seemed impressed with his response. "Take your seat."

Sammy headed to his seat and sat down. This was the first time he got in trouble in biology class. As soon as he sat down he felt a tingling in his pants. Suddenly Sammy's testicles started to itch and not from the outside, but like there was something inside them. Sammy did his best to ignore it.

The Coach pounded on some weird fleshy wall that he collided with. What the hell was this? He had no idea where he was or what he was touching but it felt like it was alive. It was hard for him to stay conscious as the heat and exhaustion and was getting to him. It was like a sauna and the smell was driving him crazy. He swore he smelled it somewhere before but he couldn't quite place it. It was giving him a headache or maybe it was the lack of air. Deciding to follow the weird wall he found, the Coach figured it could lead to a way out of this place.

Sammy tried to sit still but the tickling sensation kept up and wouldn't go away. It was making paying attention really hard. Every time he went to scratch himself or at least try and alleviate the annoying sensation Mrs. Miller would be looking in his direction. Sammy was going crazy as he swore he was going to cry out from the insane annoying sensation.

The Coach was at his limit. He couldn't move anymore, it wasn't long before he slipped under the surface of whatever the hell he was in and slide out of consciousness...

Sammy let out an inner sigh as the tickling went away. Now he could concentrate on Mrs. Miller's class. He started to take notes in class.

The Coach let out a startled cry as he came too.

"What the hell?!" The Coach shouted out in surprise. He remember fainting and all of a sudden he was awake in a large weird chamber filled with a weird gooey liquid. It reflected a weird milky blue color back at him. The chamber was sealed and the Coach couldn't find an exit as he looked around in the newly lit room. The walls around him reminded him of human skin. Suddenly it dawned on him that he was in the same room he was a while ago but now it had a faint blue glow to it. It took him a moment to realize that he was glowing blue.

"What the fuck..." He whispered to himself. When he was done accepting he was a blue human glowstick he then study the surrounding around him. He was till stuck in a weird lake of liquid goo, it was still hot, and that smell... that smell was getting on his nerves it was like someone jerked off...

"What the FUCK!" The Coach shouted out in horror as he realized where exactly he was. He was in someone's testicles. He was swimming in someones man batter! Was it Sammy's?

"Sammy! Sammy is that you?! Sammy!" The Coach screamed for help, but was only replied with the walls moving slightly causing some waves to ripple toward him.

A billion questions ran through the Coach's mind as he tried to figure out why or how he got here but figured that he needed to get out. But how? The only way to get out was...

"Oh god no..." The Coach said to himself as he realized just what he had to do to get out of this fucked up place.

Sammy felt a weird sensation in his testicles as he was listen to Mrs. Miller teach her class. Suddenly that tickling sensation was back again, but this time it was different. Instead of it just tickling him it almost felt like he was getting a massage. Sammy tried to hide his surprise from the annoying tingling as he did his best to concentrate on class. As much as he tired to ignore it, it was hard to ignore such a pleasing feeling. It wasn't long before Sammy's member started to react without his permission. Wide eyed Sammy closed his legs trying to stop himself from getting stiff in class. It wasn't helping.

Sammy felt his penis starting to grow as he did his best to not think about anything sexual.

"Mr. Heart are you ok?"

Sammy felt his heart jump out of his chest as everyone, including Mrs. Miller looked at him.

"Um... yeah, just feeling a little exhausted."

"Well, please pay attention, this will be on the next exam."

Sammy nodded as he waited until Mrs. Miller turned around. That was a mistake for Sammy. He couldn't help but look at Mrs. Miller's rear end. Sammy sometimes fantasied about Mrs. Miller, but now was a bad time. Unfortunately Mrs. Miller decided to dress up in some very nice leggings and a tight skirt. Sammy did his best not to think about it but he couldn't stop himself from getting even harder.

Looking down at his notes Sammy did his best to focus on what Mrs. Miller was saying rather than what she was writing. Unfortunately for Sammy his mind was already excited and he couldn't stop himself with his imagination. It wasn't long before his hard on was now at full attention and his mind was off thinking about sexual things...

The walls around the Coach were starting to contract and pull all the liquid, or semen to be exact, into a smaller area. The Coach continued to do something he detested as he pleasured Sammy until he would be forced to release him from his prison. After that the Coach didn't know what he would do, but it was better than staying here. Suddenly there was a loud muffled noise as everything shook. Then before the Coach could do anything the walls started to relax. All the effort that the Coach did was for nothing as he realized that Sammy was getting soft. He would have to try harder.

Sammy's thoughts were cut off when he heard the bell ring. Class was over. The startling realization of class being over and that he had to find the Coach caused Sammy's erection to soften to the point where he could leave class. Everyone started to leave for the day since this was the last class. Sammy started to put his things away when Mrs. Miller stopped him.

"Mr. Heart I need to talk to you," Mrs. Miller said to him. Sammy felt his heart skip a beat. Did she noticed him and his hard on in class?

Mrs. Miller waited until everyone left before she closed the door to her class room.

"Please follow me to my desk." Sammy walked over to Mrs. Miller's desk. As soon as Sammy came to Mrs. Miller's desk, that damn itching came back.

No! Not now!

"Mr. Heart, I need to talk to you about my class."

Sammy did his best to avoid any thoughts that might cause him to get hard.

"I know your a good student, but unfortunately your test scores aren't reflecting it. I heard about the incident last week with the bullies. I just wanted you to know that if anyone is bothering you or if your having issues with other students you can always come to me," Mrs. Miller told Sammy sounding worried for him.

"Thanks Mrs Miller, but everything is fine." Sammy told her trying to hurry up this conversation so he can take care of himself and find the Coach before he forces Lucas to quit the team or stop talking with him.

"Really now?" Mrs. Miller asked as if she knew better. "Then why were you distracted in my class?"

"I-I-I wasn't," Sammy said trying to sound convincing.

Mrs. Miller was calling his bluff. "Really? Then what was today's topic?"

"It was ... um... oh right it was about the ecosystem," Sammy said remembering Mrs. Miller talking about the environment.

"Sammy... that was last weeks lesson." Sammy looked embarrassed as he was caught by his teacher. Mrs. Miller got up out of her chair and walked over to Sammy and sat on the other side of her desk so she could talk more directly to Sammy. "Is everything ok at home?" Sammy was shocked that she was asking him about his home life. Was she really that worried about him?

"Mrs. Miller, I'm fine. I just had a long night last night... I promise it won't happen again."

Mrs. Miller let out a tired sigh know that it wasn't the reason Sammy didn't pay attention in class. "Ok, but if you need someone to talk to about anything just let me know."

Sammy smiled at her, "I will. Thank you."

Mrs. Miller went to get up off the desk. As she stood up from her desk she accidentally knocked over her pencils onto the floor. "Ops," Mrs. Miller said as she went to pick up her pencils. As she went and grabbed them she looked up from the floor and gasped.

"Oh," She said shocked.

Sammy was confused until he followed her eye sight and spotted what she was looking at. It was his bulge in his pants.

Sammy completely forgot about his situation and didn't realize that he was hard. Red in the face, Sammy quickly covered himself up with this hands.

"Mrs. Miller, I didn't-it's not what- I can explain!" Sammy said all at once.

"Sammy, it's completely normal." Mrs Miller explained to him. "I should have know that was why you couldn't pay attention. It's completely natural for someone to feel aroused." Mrs. Miller tried to let Sammy know there was nothing to be embarrassed about and that it was normal and natural but something weird was happening to her. She started to feel a weird sensation go through her. It was like an unseen force awakened her sexual desire. Like someone or something was pulling her along by an invisible thread. "In fact Sammy," Mrs. Miller said starting to move a little closer to Sammy, who tried to take a step back but he ended up backing up against the classroom wall. "I would be hurt if you weren't like this," Mrs. Miller said as she reached her hand out and touched Sammy's bulge.

Sammy gasped at the weird sensation he felt from someone else touching him. "Mrs. Miller?"

"It's ok Sammy," Mrs. Miller said as she got a little closer. "I feel responsible for distracting you in class. What kind of teacher would I be if I didn't take care of my student's needs," She whisper sexually at him.

Sammy couldn't believe his ears as he heard the one teacher he always fantasied about, comiing onto him. Something wasn't right... Mrs. Miller never acted like this, it was almost as if someone was controlling her or forcing her to do this. "Mrs. Miller, somethings wrong," Sammy tried to say but that tickling sensation in his testicles was at it again which caused Sammy to gasp.

"Here," Mrs Miller said as she reached forward and undid Sammy's pants. She removed them and looked down at his hardened member. "Wow," She said shocked. Sammy was big. "Mr. Heart, you know it's against the school's policy to have a weapon in school," She said in a sly voice.

Sammy couldn't say anything as Mrs. Miller reached down and took a hold of Sammy's penis. She gave it a small pump causing Sammy to tense up his body from the pleasuring feeling. Mrs. Miller leaned up close to Sammy so the only thing between them was Sammy's erect member. "Tell me Sammy, was this what you were fantasizing about in my class instead of taking notes."

Strangely enough... it was exactly the same.

"Mrs. Miller ..." Sammy pleaded as he felt like he couldn't take anymore.

Mrs. Miller grabbed at his testicles causing him to gasp. "Not yet. I don't want you dirtying my classroom." Sammy's need to cum disappeared but the urge was still there, along with that inner tingling that wouldn't go away...

The Coach was getting tired of massaging Sammy's balls when he felt his chamber starting to compress again as he realized he was getting Sammy hard. He was doubling his effort this time trying to get Sammy to shoot him out. It was taking forever when he suddenly felt his entire world get mushed tighter by an unseen force. It got incredibly cramped for a second before everything went back to how it was before.

"What was that?" Maybe he was closer than he thought? Deciding to hurry it up, the Coach went back to what had been doing for the past hour, and trying to make Sammy cum and set him free...

Mrs. Miller couldn't stop her self as she bent down and examined Sammy's behemoth. It was almost impossibly large. Should a kid like him be this well endowed? It was preposterous yet the urge for Mrs Miller to continue moved her. It was like she was drunk or high or in some kind of dreamy haze as she moved her face toward the throbbing mass. Opening her mouth she licked the member and got a delighted moan from Sammy. Not stopping there she started to open her mouth wider and put the tip into her mouth. It barely fit in her mouth causing her to stretch her mouth as wide as she could. It was hard but she was able to fit the head in her mouth. As Mrs. Miller slowly slide down Sammy's length, Sammy did his best to hold it together, he couldn't release himself all over his biology teacher, it would be beyond degrading. However with all the sensations, Sammy couldn't do much but close his eyes and hope that Mrs. Miller would stop... well not really. Mrs. Miller started to move forward and backwards feeling the large member make it's way further into her mouth. It wasn't comfortable but in a weird way she enjoyed the discomfort. As Mrs. Miller worked on Sammy's manhood, Sammy kept trying his best to let this last as long as he could. As much as Sammy hated to admit it he was greatly enjoying himself.

However for the Coach's point of view this was a horrible mistake. The nearly calm ocean was now being turned into a raging storm as large waves of semen crashed down on him from the tighten testicles. Sammy was getting closer to ejaculating and this lead to the shrinking room for the Coach. He did his best to stay above the raging slime but it was nearly impossible to do so. As the space became more cramped, the more the Coach was dunked under the surface. It didn't take long before he regretted trying to escape from Sammy's prison.

Sammy cried out as Mrs. Miller took him all the way to the base of his penis and gave him a powerful sucking sensation. Sammy couldn't stop himself as he took a hold of Mrs. Miller's head and pulled her closer.

"I'm sorry, I'm-" Sammy cried out again as he felt himself cum. Mrs. Miller didn't fight it as she felt Sammy's member start to throb inside her and quickly prepared herself for the massive dosage of cream liquid that she was about to receive.

As soon as Sammy cried out the Coach was able to hear his girly moan and felt his entire world tremble. Suddenly he was being moved with the torrent of liquid. He didn't see where he was going but felt himself skyrocket up. He went from a spacious room to a tight and narrow tube. He was pushed along side a large mass of liquid. It wasn't a continuous stream, it was quick bursts of movement. The coach traveled a great distance then pause for a split second to be launched further from his captivity. It wasn't long before the Coach was launched out of what he assumed was Sammy's penis and into another tube that happened to be slightly larger. He couldn't get his surrounds, as he was pulled along with the massive wade of man juice that he was expelled with. The Coach let out a cry of despair as he landed in a new chamber that was larger than his last. He didn't get out of the way in time as more of Sammy's love cream landed on top of him and filled the chamber up quite a good amount. In fact it was an unusual large amount...

Mrs. Miller was unable to break free as Sammy kept ejecting his cum down her throat. She didn't know how long it had been but she needed to breath soon. Finally just as she thought she was going to pass out Sammy pulled back with his softening member.

"My goodness, you sure were backed up," Mrs. Miller said to Sammy. Sammy didn't say anything as he still had a look of bliss on his face. Mrs. Miller got up off her knees and started to pull up Sammy's underwear and pants. "Now, Mr. Heart, if you are ever distracted in my class just let me know," She said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Sammy was still stunned at the events that just happened. It was just as he imagined it in class earlier. He looked up at Mrs. Miller who gave him a sly look, "I'll see you tomorrow in class." She gave him a wink and a quick smack on the butt.

Sammy was already grabbing his stuff as he left the classroom. He didn't know what came over him or Mrs. Miller. It was like a dream or something as he tried his best to come back to reality. Shaking his head, Sammy tried to get things straight, he had to find the Coach. Heading off he went toward the fields to see if he was there.

Screaming in pain as the stomach acids started to melt his newly blue skin, the Coach started to bang on whatever it was that was holding him. He couldn't be sure but he thought he was in someone's stomach. Suddenly there was a low rumble and the room got smaller as most of the air was sucked out in a rumble. Falling down in defeat the Coach thought of how this could all be possible. It must be a dream, he thought as everything started to fade out on him. Yeah any minute he was going to wake up....

Once Sammy left Mrs. Miller's room, she started to feel weird. Suddenly she was back to normal, almost as if she was in a trance and everything was like a daydream. What was she doing? She was talking to Sammy and then... he left? Looking at the time Mrs. Miller started to gather her things. It was time to leave. As she grabbed her stuff and prepared to leave the class room she touched her stomach. She felt kind of full. She hadn't eaten that much for lunch, which was a while ago. There was a weird tingling in her stomach like something was trying to get out. Suddenly Mrs. Miller let out a soft burp. There was a weird after taste in her mouth. It wasn't an unpleasant after taste just unique. Something she felt like she would enjoy tasting again...

Sammy got home after a long day at school. He made his way to his room as he thought about what transpired today. He was threatened by the Coach, had his teacher reenact his exact sexual fantasy, and then found out the Coach disappeared. As Sammy jumped onto his bed, he couldn't help but wonder where the Coach went. He just hoped he was ok, even thought he was a jerk most of the time, it would kill Sammy if it turned out something bad happened to the Coach. Luckily Lucas never heard about how the Coach wanted him to stop hanging out with him, so their friendship was saved. However, Sammy couldn't shake the feeling that something really weird was going on, and somehow he was connected to it all.