My teacher told me he’s sick. I’m so worried about him. (Just my imaginary, nothing happened in real life…or…not with me hehe)
My dear Diary! Today, the last class was P.E. I really love this class! Coach is the best and really cool! We were measuring! I always get really embarrassed to strip down infront of Mr. Coach. Today as well! Mommy bought me my first trainer bra. And I was wearing it today. Why did I put it oooon? He kept staring at my chest! I bet he thought that I don’t need them yet…he even got sick! Or…that’s what he told me. I haven’t seen that illness before. He was breathing heavily and he gulped that loudly, that I heard it too. He got something standing up in his pants. I found it funny, but I was worried as well. I asked him, “What’s wrong Mr. Coach? Is there something wrong? Should I call the school nurse?” He looked at me and shook his head fastly. But I kept worrying about him. He told me, that “A massage would help me.” I have never heard about a sickness what is ends when you massage the other person. But he wanted me to massage the thing in his pants! It felt so weird. It was hard and it was warm. I felt the warmth of it through his pants. I was kinda chilly in only my trainer bra and my panties, so I had goosebumps and my nipples were hard. But I wanted to make Coach, better. Then he sayed, “Take out that thing of my pants. But you have to take off my boxer shorts too.” I thought it was weird. But I did what he told me. I got really worried, when I saw he has a weird mushroom grown out of him. But he told me, that he will get better, if I keep stroking the mushroom. I shrugged and kept going. I was focusing on the mushroom so much, that it took some time to realise, Mr. Coach was touching my nipples under my trainer bra. He made a weird noise and he wanted me to kiss the mushroom’s head. I didn’t think about that, that maybe I will get a mushroom too grown out of me, because I was really worried. So I kissed it and looked up at my dear Coach. At first, I thought he was in pain, so I almost cried. But he told me, that it felt really good to him. So I kept doing that. After a while, a weird liquid started leaking out of the mushroom. It had a tiny mouth, and it drooled on me. It was funny, so I giggled and kept going. Kissing, stroking and sometimes, licking the mushroom. This illness was very weird! The mushroom started twitching, and spit on me it’s white, thick saliva…The Coach praised me and quickly wiped off of me the white saliva. Then he measured me. My size, weight…etc. This happened with me and Mr. Coach today! I hope, Coach won’t be sick anymore. But if he gets ill again, I would love to help him again!
Just an ten years old’s diary.
Sorry for spelling errors, I study English in school but I tried my best. I hope you like it. If you read this boring story, I’m sending kisses for you. :*
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