Amanda tried hard to find out what was going on, but except a few surprised squeaks and giggles, she couldn't make out a thing. Then, she felt something flat press against her tummy. Someone pulled her tits forward and her chest pressed against a cold, hard object. She heard some groans and more giggles. Then, something pushed against the top of her breasts. The hands were back again and pulled her tits forward, hard. The pressure on the top slowly increased and made Amanda scream in pain. Before she could close her mouth again, something popped behind her teeth and was quickly fastened. Now they had taken her voice, too!
"Alright everyone. I know it looks a bit extreme but believe me, this is all for the better. Our wonderful model is now shielded behind this nice black wall and only her fabulous assets are visible through those conveniently placed holes. As Ms Juggs is now blind and speechless, we can work without any further interruption. If you are concerned about her wellbeing, do not worry. I will make sure that nothing bad will happen to her. So focus on these two, globular objects instead and study how their shape already has changed compared to their previous, unconstricted state. As their base is now compressed by the wall, those holes are slightly too small for their massive size, you can see how they take a much rounder shape."
Amanda couldn't believe how she had been tricked into another awful situation. Her boobs seemed to be true absurdity magnets! And now they discussed her melons like the rest of her didn't even exist!
"So what we'll do now is to increase the pressure step by step and observe how their shape develops. As I have done before, I ask each of you to step forward and give those balls a healthy smack. When you do that, watch their movement carefully and try to memorize the details of their behavior. Ben, you want to do the honors?"
Pain exploded in her tits as they were slapped around by eager students. And it just didn't stop. Once one of them was done, the next one jumped forward and delivered another blow. Her tight melons were catapulted up and down, crashing into each other or against the rough wood.
"In addition, you should also feel their consistency and structure. As we proceed, you will find out how they get tauter and harder. Try to grab them like I did before, let your fingers sink in as far as they'll go. Don't hold back, you can't really damage anything with your hands alone."
Amanda was about to go crazy. This was worse than the rubbers, worse than the clamps, worse than anything she had to endure so far!
"It seems everyone had a go already, so let's get to the next phase. Take your rubber bands and put them over those breasts. You have 20 bands, so let's start with 6 each, three on every side. Once everyone is done we'll do another physical round."
Amanda felt her tits tightening up again. The students weren't gentle by any measure and popped the bands over her tits without much consideration. Another round of slapping and grabbing followed, bringing her to tears.
"As you can easily see, those breasts are already much tauter now and their movement pattern is significantly more dampened. Let's each get another 6 bands on them and observe if there is any difference in behavior."
Those bands changed a lot for Amanda. Her tits felt like they would explode again, just like back in the shed. And with the blows raining down on them, everything was much more painful. She could barely hold it together but with the ballgag, and her hands tied, there wasn't really anything she could do.
"Yes, smack them hard. See how their movement is slowed down by the rubber bands? They only bounce around so far now, and the tighter their base gets the more they behave like actual balls. Let's put the rest on her and see what it does."
More rubber bands were snapped on Amanda's buzzing melons, forcing them into an even more pronounced ball shape. She tried to block out the pain but it was nigh impossible, especially when the slapping and mauling started again.
"Observe how hard they are now. You can barely dent their surface anymore, even if you apply lots of pressure. And smacking them just makes them bounce around, very similar to an overfilled ball right before bursting. Play some more with them, and have a look at those cute nipples. They are barely visible anymore, right? But I'm sure with a bit of teasing you can get them out again."
Suddenly someone drove sharp fingernails into her hardening nipples and pulled at them forcefully.
"Teach?"
"Yes Alice?"
"This is really fascinating and I think I already learned a lot today, but the time just isn't enough! I fear I'm missing out on so much if this is our only session with those... things."
"What are you asking, Alice?"
"I wondered if there's a chance to have a more private session with these? Maybe we can schedule some alone time, so we can learn even more?"
She tweaked the nipple hard and pulled it forward.
"I appreciate your enthusiasm, Alice. I'm sure we can arrange that. Now, who would be interested in such a private appointment?"
All hands shot up.
"I see. This is great. Let's plan to schedule some private sessions in the coming months, contingent on the availability of our model. Now please have a final look before we end today's session."
Amanda wondered how she would get out of this. There must be at least 30 students in the class, maybe more. Would she really have to go to individual appointments with each of them to let them abuse her boobs?
"Alright, class is over for today. Try to memorize what you have learned, there will be tests!"
Students were giggling and joking about their experiences as they left the room. Then, once everyone was gone, Mr. Howler walked behind the wall and squeezed Amanda's naked ass. His fingers quickly found her dripping sex and slowly entered her messy hole.
"Ah, you already had some fun today, I see. I hope you enjoyed this session as much as I did. I count on you for these private appointments. My students would be terribly disappointed if they wouldn't get some more time with your breathtaking twins. Hmmm, I would just love to sample this lovely wet tunnel of yours now, but alas, I have work to do."
Amanda felt the restraints around her wrists being removed. She could finally use her hands again. A phone rang.
"Yes? Of course! Sorry, I must have missed that. Yes, I'll be there in a moment."
He put his phone away and turned towards the tits on the wall.
"Excuse me, Ms Juggs, I have to run. I trust you get out of there on your own. Thanks again, this was a stellar performance. I'll make sure the principal will learn about your contagious enthusiasm."
Amanda heard him walk away. Was she alone? Her hands found the blindfold and pushed it off. For the first time, she saw the black, wooden wall that had been used to trap her breasts. Time to get out of there. She pressed her hands against the hard surface in an effort to pull herself free. Her sore flesh stretched a bit, but her breasts didn't budge. She was stuck. Amanda grabbed the top of the wall and lifted her feet. She put her naked soles against the wall and pushed with all she had, her thighs vibrating from the effort. The pain was terrifying, she feared she would rip her breasts clean off! But her swollen balls didn't move an inch.
The trapped girl was a sobbing mess, tears were streaming down her face. She needed help, urgently.
Amanda looked around and found her clothes in a neat pile not far back. With a bit of stretching, she managed to pull the stack closer and a few moments later, she had her phone in hand. She quickly opened the TittyCare group. It made her cringe that this demeaning chat now may well be her only way out.
"Help me! I'm stuck in art class and can't get out."
Amanda was relieved to see that Sean was typing a response already.
"What do you mean, stuck? Teach not letting you out or what?"
"No, literally stuck," she wrote and took a picture of her breast bases extending into the tight holes.
"What am I seeing?"
"My tits squeezed through a wooden wall and I can't pull them out alone. Really. And nobody's here anymore. I need help."
"WTF? You really have talent, girl! I'll be there in a sec."
Amanda couldn't wait to see Sean and wondered how he would react. About 10 minutes later the door opened.
"Holy shit!"
Her phone vibrated and a picture of the other side of the wall was showing up in the chat, her swollen tits proudly popping out of the wood.
"Holy shit indeed," she scowled, "How about helping me out?"
Sean walked behind the wall, his hands traveling down her rear and quickly dipping into her gushing pussy.
"Happy to see me?"
"Just glad that it's you and not Igor or Dana. So, can you get me out? My tits will fall off any moment!"
"Let me first have a look, ok?"
He went back to the other side and inspected her trapped treasures.
"Rubber bands, huh?"
"Yeah, they love those. Can you get them off?"
Sean pulled at the rubber.
