----The following story has themes of non-consent, humiliation and other dark content. If such content offends you, do not read. This story is fiction, and purely for fantasy and entertainment. Always practice safe, sane and consensual kink in real life. All characters are 18+ ---
"I don't think I'll fit," I said, peering at the open hole that sat just above head height. Well, my head height and I wasn't very tall.
"C'mon, Lacey, you totally will," Beth said, smiling and grabbing a chair from a nearby desk. Beth, Mia, and I were in study hall, and we were the only ones in the classroom today. We were not at all studying, and Beth, in particular, was very interested in the hole that had been newly carved in the wall. These holes had been placed in various classrooms and were apparently going to hold fans to provide better airflow through the university. We weren't allowed to open windows on the second floor, so they would give us fans.
This particular hole led to another study room, but one that was more of a lounge, with bean bags and computers. This room was also locked all the time and required a professors permission and a keycard to get into. And it had the holy vending machine. The one with really good snacks. The room we were currently in was more of your typical classroom. Beth was insisting that I, the most petite of our group, could fit in the tiny hole made in the wall.
"We can get the same candy or chips at the corner store," I said, awkwardly shuffling my feet and looking up at the hole. Beth placed a chair beneath it and patted it temptingly.
"But this comes with the thrill of danger," she said, grinning. Beth was the ringleader and bringer of chaos to the entire school. Her hair had been blue several months ago, but now she had a good four inches of brown roots, and it came to just below her shoulders. She was probably about 5'9 and lean. She had little tits and liked to moan about it often, but I thought she was still hot. Athletic and strong. Most of the girls here at least had a little crush on her, and I was no more immune to her charms than anyone.
"And if you can do it, we don't have to go anywhere," Mia said from her desk, sitting on top of it with her legs folded. Mia was a typical beauty. Dark brunette hair that fell long down her back and piercing green eyes. She was curvy in a slim way and stood taller than Beth. She was currently watching us with a bored, passive expression. A look that was used to Beth's antics. She had known Beth for years. They were childhood best friends. I was the newest addition, only joining their group in the last two months since the semester started. I didn't really feel "in" yet. I still got a rush of adrenaline when Beth or Mia initiated a conversation first or asked if I wanted to come with them to do something.
"But you're both skinnier than me!" I pouted, feeling apprehensive about trying to worm through a hole in the wall. "And you're both taller! That would be easier for you,"
"But you're little," Beth shrugged, "it evens out,"
It was true. I was curvier than both of them, but way shorter. I barely passed 5 feet tall, so I was like an hourglass shape but in miniature. Blonde, blue-eyed and small.
I looked at the hole again. I could probably fit through it fine. I imagined how excited Beth and Mia would be as I tossed snacks through the hole back to them. They would definitely consider me a full member of their group if I did it.
"Okay, fine," I resolved and climbed onto the chair. The chair was awkwardly small to stand on, and I balanced precariously on it before grabbing onto Beth. She held me back and steadied me.
"You're good," she said, reassuring me. I smiled at her before looking once again at the hole. It was now about stomach height, so I had to slightly crouch to peek my head inside. I could see a bean bag against the wall, slightly to the right of where I was coming out from. It was a good place to try to land.
"Okay, here we go," I said, noncommittally. I threaded my arms through the hole first, and my shoulders fit easily enough. Pushing on the wall, I pulled my chest through. The tight fit pulled down the front of my dress, and I quickly fixed it, glad that the room my front was in was empty. I was now successfully halfway through, and my breasts hung over the edge.
"Aww, your panties are cute!" Beth called from behind me, and I flushed bright red. My panties must be on display for the whole room, with me bent over like this.
"Shut up!" I called back, not sounding as tough as I had wanted. I kicked off the chair, and my feet left it, sending my stomach into flips at the sensation of nothing under me but the wall I was balanced on. My hips got caught on the wall, but my feet did not reach back down to the chair. I kicked my feet a little, searching for it. I heard Beth laugh, and I wondered what sort of sight I made.
"Help, push me through!" I called, still trying to find purchase with my feet while my arms tried to pull me through. My hips were good and stuck, though.
