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Jason sat quietly in the classroom, engrossed in watching a captivating series on his iPad.

he felt a slight vibration in his pocket. Curiosity piqued, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his iPhone. He glanced at the screen and saw a few new messages waiting for him.

Setting aside his iPad for a moment, Jason unlocked his iPhone and opened the messaging app.

The room was bustling with students, and every seat seemed to be occupied. Amidst the commotion, a girl named Sarah entered the classroom, her eyes scanning the room for an available seat. She appeared eager to find a place to settle down.

As Sarah's search continued, she realized that all the seats were taken. Growing slightly anxious, she noticed an empty spot on the corner of Jason's table. Without thinking much about the consequences, Sarah made her way towards it, determined to claim the seat for herself. Unaware of Jason's presence or the placement of his iPad, Sarah plopped down on the table, inadvertently trapping the iPad beneath her.

As Sarah settled on the table, she felt an odd and uncomfortable sensation beneath her. Ignoring it at first, she wiggled her butt to get more comfortable. However, as she shifted her weight, a distinct cracking sound coming from beneath her.

Curious about the sound, Jason looked up from his iPhone and noticed Sarah sitting on his table. He immediately felt a rush of panic as he realized his iPad was trapped beneath her. He quickly reached out and tapped Sarah on the shoulder, trying to get her attention.

"Excuse me," Jason said, his voice filled with concern. "You're sitting on my iPad. Could you please get up?"

Sarah turned to face Jason, her expression indifferent. She shrugged casually and replied, "Sorry, but I really need a seat. Find somewhere else to put your iPad."

Jason felt a mix of frustration and disbelief at Sarah's dismissive attitude. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "I understand that you need a seat," he said, trying to emphasize the importance of the situation. "But my iPad is underneath you, and I don't want it to get damaged. It's quite expensive."

Sarah rolled her eyes, seemingly unbothered by Jason's concern. "It's just an iPad. I'm sure it'll be fine," she retorted, dismissing his worries. She leaned back on her hands, clearly not inclined to move.

Jason's anxiety grew, realizing that Sarah wasn't willing to cooperate. He considered his options, not wanting to escalate the situation further. Taking a diplomatic approach, he decided to appeal to Sarah's empathy. "I understand that you may not care about the iPad, but..."

Sarah sighed, seemingly annoyed by Jason's persistence. "I get it, okay? You care about your iPad," Sarah interrupted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I've been searching for a seat, and this is the only one available. It's not my fault you left it here. Maybe you should be more careful with your expensive gadgets."

Jason's frustration grew, but he tried to remain composed. He didn't want to cause a scene in the classroom. Taking a deep breath, he spoke in a calm tone, "I apologize if it seemed like I left it here deliberately. I didn't expect anyone to sit on my table, and I understand you need a seat. But I kindly request that you move and let me retrieve my iPad. It's important to me, and I don't want it to get damaged."

Sarah seemed momentarily taken aback by Jason's sincerity, but she quickly regained her composure. "Well, that's not my problem, is it? You should have been more careful with where you placed it," she retorted, her voice tinged with arrogance.

Jason felt a mix of frustration and disappointment. He had hoped that Sarah would show some empathy or at least acknowledge her mistake. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. "I understand that accidents happen, but it's important to take responsibility for our actions. Is there any way we can find a solution to this situation that works for both of us?"

Sarah crossed her arms, visibly uninterested in finding a compromise. "I told you, I need a seat. If you're so worried about your iPad, maybe you should have found a better place for it. It's not my responsibility."

Jason felt his patience wearing thin, but he reminded himself to stay calm and find a resolution. He didn't want to escalate the situation further or create unnecessary tension in the classroom. With a determined yet composed tone, he responded to Sarah, "I understand your need for a seat, and I apologize for any..."

Sarah huffed, clearly irritated by Jason's persistence. She glanced around the classroom, as if searching for alternative solutions. After a brief pause, she let out a sigh and begrudgingly said, "Fine, actually, I've changed my mind. You can retrieve your iPad, but in return, you'll have to let me use you as a seat for the rest of the semester. After all, you owe me."

Jason's eyes widened in surprise at Sarah's unexpected demand. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He took a moment to compose himself and process the absurdity of the situation. This was definitely not the compromise he had in mind.

"That's quite an unusual request," Jason replied, his voice laced with disbelief. "I understand you're frustrated with the situation, but I don't think using me as a seat for the rest of the semester is a fair solution."

Sarah scoffed, seemingly unfazed by Jason's response. "Well, it's the only way you're getting your iPad back," she retorted, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"I'm sorry, but that's not a reasonable solution," Jason replied firmly, trying to maintain his composure. "I understand you're frustrated, but it wouldn't be fair for me to be your seat for the rest of the semester as compensation. Let's focus on resolving this situation without resorting to extremes."

With that, Sarah leaned back, pressing her full weight onto the iPad.

Jason's heart sank as he watched Sarah intentionally put pressure on his trapped iPad. He knew he had to act quickly to prevent any further damage. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he firmly but calmly responded, "Sarah, I don't think you fully understand the consequences of your actions. Deliberately damaging someone else's property is not only disrespectful but also unacceptable."

Sarah, now clearly enjoying the power she had over the situation, smirked at Jason's plea.

"Well, it's up to you," she replied smugly, her tone dripping with arrogance. "Either I get to use you as a seat for the rest of the semester, or I sit here and your iPad gets crushed."

Jason felt a surge of frustration, but he knew escalating the situation further wouldn't lead to a positive outcome. He weighed his options and reluctantly decided to comply with Sarah's unreasonable request, hoping to salvage his iPad from potential destruction. With a hint of resignation, he said, "Fine, Sarah. If it means protecting my iPad, I'll be your seat."

Sarah's smirk widened, clearly relishing the control she had over Jason. "Now, get down on all fours, and maybe then I'll consider sparing your iPad."

Jason hesitated for a moment, his face flushing with embarrassment. He couldn't believe he was about to comply with such a degrading request, but he knew he had to prioritize the safety of his iPad. With a heavy sigh, he reluctantly got down on all fours, positioning himself like a human seat.

Sarah's smug expression grew wider as she watched Jason obey her command. She sat down on his back, making herself comfortable while reveling in the power she held over him. "That's better," she remarked condescendingly. "Remember, I'll be using you as my seat for the rest of the semester. Don't even think about trying anything funny."

Jason gritted his teeth, trying to maintain his composure despite the overwhelming indignity of the situation. "This isn't right, Sarah," he managed to say, his voice strained. "We're supposed to be classmates, not enemies."

Sarah leaned back comfortably, crossing her legs on Jason's back. "Well, maybe next time you'll think twice before challenging me," she said, a hint of superiority in her tone. "Now, remember, one wrong move and your iPad won't stand a chance."

Just as Sarah finished her statement, a sudden rumble emanated from her belly. She placed a hand over her stomach, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Uh... Prepare yourself, Jason. It's going to be a big one," she taunted, a wicked laughter escaping her lips.

Jason's jaw dropped in disbelief and disgust. He couldn't fathom how someone could take pleasure in such behavior. As Sarah lifted her thigh, he realized what was about to happen. Before he could react, a foul odor filled the air.

Ssssssfffffffrrrrrrraaaaaapppppptttttt

Sarah released a noxious gas, intentionally directing it towards Jason's back.

"How do you like it?" Sarah laughed, reveling in her cruel act.

"Sarah, this has gone far enough. Please, have some decency and stop this absurdity," Jason pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

But Sarah only laughed harder, clearly finding pleasure in Jason's distress. She leaned forward, taunting him with her words. "Oh, poor Jason. Can't handle a little gas? Maybe you should have thought twice before crossing me. This is just the beginning of what you'll endure during the semester."

Description

Jason sat quietly in the classroom, engrossed in watching a captivating series on his iPad.

he felt a slight vibration in his pocket. Curiosity piqued, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his iPhone. He glanced at the screen and saw a few new messages waiting for him.

Setting aside his iPad for a moment, Jason unlocked his iPhone and opened the messaging app.

The room was bustling with students, and every seat seemed to be occupied. Amidst the commotion, a girl named Sarah entered the classroom, her eyes scanning the room for an available seat. She appeared eager to find a place to settle down.

As Sarah's search continued, she realized that all the seats were taken. Growing slightly anxious, she noticed an empty spot on the corner of Jason's table. Without thinking much about the consequences, Sarah made her way towards it, determined to claim the seat for herself. Unaware of Jason's presence or the placement of his iPad, Sarah plopped down on the table, inadvertently trapping the iPad beneath her.

As Sarah settled on the table, she felt an odd and uncomfortable sensation beneath her. Ignoring it at first, she wiggled her butt to get more comfortable. However, as she shifted her weight, a distinct cracking sound coming from beneath her.

Curious about the sound, Jason looked up from his iPhone and noticed Sarah sitting on his table. He immediately felt a rush of panic as he realized his iPad was trapped beneath her. He quickly reached out and tapped Sarah on the shoulder, trying to get her attention.

"Excuse me," Jason said, his voice filled with concern. "You're sitting on my iPad. Could you please get up?"

Sarah turned to face Jason, her expression indifferent. She shrugged casually and replied, "Sorry, but I really need a seat. Find somewhere else to put your iPad."

Jason felt a mix of frustration and disbelief at Sarah's dismissive attitude. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "I understand that you need a seat," he said, trying to emphasize the importance of the situation. "But my iPad is underneath you, and I don't want it to get damaged. It's quite expensive."

Sarah rolled her eyes, seemingly unbothered by Jason's concern. "It's just an iPad. I'm sure it'll be fine," she retorted, dismissing his worries. She leaned back on her hands, clearly not inclined to move.

Jason's anxiety grew, realizing that Sarah wasn't willing to cooperate. He considered his options, not wanting to escalate the situation further. Taking a diplomatic approach, he decided to appeal to Sarah's empathy. "I understand that you may not care about the iPad, but..."

Sarah sighed, seemingly annoyed by Jason's persistence. "I get it, okay? You care about your iPad," Sarah interrupted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I've been searching for a seat, and this is the only one available. It's not my fault you left it here. Maybe you should be more careful with your expensive gadgets."

Jason's frustration grew, but he tried to remain composed. He didn't want to cause a scene in the classroom. Taking a deep breath, he spoke in a calm tone, "I apologize if it seemed like I left it here deliberately. I didn't expect anyone to sit on my table, and I understand you need a seat. But I kindly request that you move and let me retrieve my iPad. It's important to me, and I don't want it to get damaged."

Sarah seemed momentarily taken aback by Jason's sincerity, but she quickly regained her composure. "Well, that's not my problem, is it? You should have been more careful with where you placed it," she retorted, her voice tinged with arrogance.

Jason felt a mix of frustration and disappointment. He had hoped that Sarah would show some empathy or at least acknowledge her mistake. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. "I understand that accidents happen, but it's important to take responsibility for our actions. Is there any way we can find a solution to this situation that works for both of us?"

Sarah crossed her arms, visibly uninterested in finding a compromise. "I told you, I need a seat. If you're so worried about your iPad, maybe you should have found a better place for it. It's not my responsibility."

Jason felt his patience wearing thin, but he reminded himself to stay calm and find a resolution. He didn't want to escalate the situation further or create unnecessary tension in the classroom. With a determined yet composed tone, he responded to Sarah, "I understand your need for a seat, and I apologize for any..."

Sarah huffed, clearly irritated by Jason's persistence. She glanced around the classroom, as if searching for alternative solutions. After a brief pause, she let out a sigh and begrudgingly said, "Fine, actually, I've changed my mind. You can retrieve your iPad, but in return, you'll have to let me use you as a seat for the rest of the semester. After all, you owe me."

Jason's eyes widened in surprise at Sarah's unexpected demand. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He took a moment to compose himself and process the absurdity of the situation. This was definitely not the compromise he had in mind.

"That's quite an unusual request," Jason replied, his voice laced with disbelief. "I understand you're frustrated with the situation, but I don't think using me as a seat for the rest of the semester is a fair solution."

Sarah scoffed, seemingly unfazed by Jason's response. "Well, it's the only way you're getting your iPad back," she retorted, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"I'm sorry, but that's not a reasonable solution," Jason replied firmly, trying to maintain his composure. "I understand you're frustrated, but it wouldn't be fair for me to be your seat for the rest of the semester as compensation. Let's focus on resolving this situation without resorting to extremes."

With that, Sarah leaned back, pressing her full weight onto the iPad.

Jason's heart sank as he watched Sarah intentionally put pressure on his trapped iPad. He knew he had to act quickly to prevent any further damage. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he firmly but calmly responded, "Sarah, I don't think you fully understand the consequences of your actions. Deliberately damaging someone else's property is not only disrespectful but also unacceptable."

Sarah, now clearly enjoying the power she had over the situation, smirked at Jason's plea.

"Well, it's up to you," she replied smugly, her tone dripping with arrogance. "Either I get to use you as a seat for the rest of the semester, or I sit here and your iPad gets crushed."

Jason felt a surge of frustration, but he knew escalating the situation further wouldn't lead to a positive outcome. He weighed his options and reluctantly decided to comply with Sarah's unreasonable request, hoping to salvage his iPad from potential destruction. With a hint of resignation, he said, "Fine, Sarah. If it means protecting my iPad, I'll be your seat."

Sarah's smirk widened, clearly relishing the control she had over Jason. "Now, get down on all fours, and maybe then I'll consider sparing your iPad."

Jason hesitated for a moment, his face flushing with embarrassment. He couldn't believe he was about to comply with such a degrading request, but he knew he had to prioritize the safety of his iPad. With a heavy sigh, he reluctantly got down on all fours, positioning himself like a human seat.

Sarah's smug expression grew wider as she watched Jason obey her command. She sat down on his back, making herself comfortable while reveling in the power she held over him. "That's better," she remarked condescendingly. "Remember, I'll be using you as my seat for the rest of the semester. Don't even think about trying anything funny."

Jason gritted his teeth, trying to maintain his composure despite the overwhelming indignity of the situation. "This isn't right, Sarah," he managed to say, his voice strained. "We're supposed to be classmates, not enemies."

Sarah leaned back comfortably, crossing her legs on Jason's back. "Well, maybe next time you'll think twice before challenging me," she said, a hint of superiority in her tone. "Now, remember, one wrong move and your iPad won't stand a chance."

Just as Sarah finished her statement, a sudden rumble emanated from her belly. She placed a hand over her stomach, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Uh... Prepare yourself, Jason. It's going to be a big one," she taunted, a wicked laughter escaping her lips.

Jason's jaw dropped in disbelief and disgust. He couldn't fathom how someone could take pleasure in such behavior. As Sarah lifted her thigh, he realized what was about to happen. Before he could react, a foul odor filled the air.

Ssssssfffffffrrrrrrraaaaaapppppptttttt

Sarah released a noxious gas, intentionally directing it towards Jason's back.

"How do you like it?" Sarah laughed, reveling in her cruel act.

"Sarah, this has gone far enough. Please, have some decency and stop this absurdity," Jason pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

But Sarah only laughed harder, clearly finding pleasure in Jason's distress. She leaned forward, taunting him with her words. "Oh, poor Jason. Can't handle a little gas? Maybe you should have thought twice before crossing me. This is just the beginning of what you'll endure during the semester."