The Tutor

"Are you sure you've never done this?" Alex asked, nervousness coming through her voice.

"No, this is my first time, too." Jake says, trying to hold Alex's hand. Her hand felt like a pair of pliers digging into his skin, as they strolled about the mall.

"Sure, it is." Alex says, then patted her stomach where her necklace lay.

"What do you think? I've never worn a necklace under my shirt like this. Never, and this is my first time doing so. Do you like it?" Alex asked. Jake swallowed. It was perfect. It was sexy. It was something he's never seen before as well. And it totally matched the way she looked; the chain perfectly wrapped behind her long and slender neck, her left shirt strap was threatening to slip off her shoulder, as it rested precariously on the ball of her shoulder, and the chain cascading down her chest and cleavage until it was no longer visible as it disappeared beneath the dark grave of her shirt. To top it off, the key was resting on top of her stomach, on her six-pack abdomen of all places. Directly on flesh.

"I-It looks good on you." Jake simply says. It was still too much, as his eyes gazed upon once more on her long neck, and the lines that were visible beneath her chin and jawline.

Out of nowhere, she tugged his arm, feeling like they were going to be ripped out if their sockets, before Jake followed, but it wasn't like he had a choice either, as her grip became even tighter the more they ran to an arcade. Jake hadn't been to one since he was seven, and he thought the place was now long gone. Alex, like a little kid, happily clapped as she looked around the busy and noisy arcade.

"There's so much fun retro games here. Not like the old place I left from." Alex says, clearly overwhelmed as the noises of the arcade excited her even more. She turned to Jake, with a sparkle in her eye.

"What shall we play first?"

Jake raised an eyebrow. Clearly, he's never been to an arcade, and the way the lights revealed her neck, especially her Adam's apple, the lines and the V-notch, he was once more getting turned on.

"Well." she says, tugging both of Jake's arms now, and hopping up and down, while the chastity key bounced on her stomach underneath the hem of her shirt.

"Let's try the hockey table."

"You're such a baby. But okay." Alex quickly went over to the ticket booth, inserted a $20 dollar bill, and got her tokens, where they proceeded to the air hockey table. The reason Jake picked the table was so he could peer inside her shirt once more, and to see the tiny boobies jiggling and flailing helplessly inside her shirt, and to imagine the feeling of her nipples rubbing against the fabric.

But most importantly, he wanted to see the chain disappear in the dark abyss of her shirt...

Alex got ready, moving her paddle along the "ice" rink on the table, and Jake put the disk down, before shuffling towards Alex. Alex quickly blocked his shot, and without notice, she got a score before Jake could react. Alex threw her arms up in the air with excitement, her shirt lifting up nearly close to her boobs, and her necklace exposed on top of her abs.

"Yes!" she exclaimed.

"I'm good at this. I forgot to tell you." she says, and gave a light peck to Jake's cheek, before returning to the opposite side of her table. She readied herself once more, and won every time Jake least expected it, as his reaction was too slow to catch the disk before it went into the slot on his side. Not only that, he was also busy looking down inside her shirt and at times, the key could be seen glistening as her shirt separated away from her chest, and her jiggling breasts was also as distracting, as they swung and flailed helplessly in the dark abyss of her shirt.

"Yes! That was fun! That's what I'm talking about." Alex exclaimed, throwing her arms once more in the air, before hugging Jake. His erection was still throbbing, but now, it was nowhere near as bad as the first time they met earlier in the afternoon.

"Let's try the Pac-Man one." she says, and without waiting, she scrambled over to the Pac-Man machine just as it opened. She put in a quarter, and started playing. Jake was fully concentrated on the transgender, who, herself, was also heavily immersed in the game. Jake was going crazy once more, seeing her long, outstretched neck as she avoided the ghosts, while she was getting high scores across the board. The light from the screen illuminated her long and outstretched neck even more, her neck lines were more visible now, and her prominent Adam's apple was shiny at the tip as she was fully concentrated on not getting destroyed by the ghosts, earning high points as she "ate" the ghosts when they turned blue after collecting the fruits. Her Adam's apple bobbed almost to the same rhythm as she moved the joystick and pressing buttons, as Jake was completely mesmerized by Alex, and her captivating neck. 

"Let's see if someone can top that!" Alex says, throwing her arms up in the air once more, and her shirt kept riding along her stomach, until it stopped close to the bottom of her breasts. Her score was well above the previous high scorer, by 30,000 points, after she was trapped in the corner of the mase and getting ransacked by the ghost. People around her cheered, and treated it like it was new record. At least for that establishment.

"That was a lot of fun. Let's try out that one." she says, to the Mortal Kombat game. She was already sweating, as sweat was slowly glistening on her chest as she made her way to the Kombat game.

Alex stayed fully concentrated on her Kombat game, not caring both her shirt straps had slipped down her biceps, and her shirt was threatening to fall lower, revealing her nipples in the process as she battled it out in the game. And, from his vantage point, he could see Alex's windpipe, and her lines in front of her neck as the screen illuminated her face and the entirety of her long, graceful neck. Even the bottom of her chin was completely visible now while Alex was concentrated on her game, not knowing the vulnerabilities she was exposing herself to, especially if other patrons in that arcade might have similar interests as Jake's.

*

"Mmmm. Pizza." Alex says, carefully scooping the cheese with her fingers out of the pan, before shoveling the mess into her mouth, and chewing. Jake tried to do the same, but somehow, Alex was a tough girl, while Jake had to very quickly withdraw his hand as soon as he touched the hot pan, to get his slice.

"Sissy. I'll show you how to do it." Alex says, after finishing her slice, then moved to grab another. Jake watched, as Alex simply slipped her fingers under the slice, and quickly scooped another for herself.

"That's how you do it." she says, before taking a bite of her slice. Jake heard some laughter.

"Got beaten by girl. We sat it all, man. Or shall I say, 'ma'am'." One of the boys taunted. Jake balled his fists, but was quickly pushed back, before falling on his own table, while Alex simply watched, and drinking her soda.

"Just leave him. We got better stuff to do than to pick on sissies." Another boy says, before they left Alex and Jake alone.

"Hmph!" was all Alex says, still eating her pizza. "You got lucky I didn't tell them you're wearing my underwear, or being locked and under my control." she says, swishing her soda, before drinking it.

*

Soon, they ended their night, with a trip to a movie theater, with Alex buying the food and beverages. They entered the theater, and found themselves a seat, and not saying any more words to one another.

As the movie went on, Jake kept stealing glances at Alex, and at her ever captivating neck, Her Adam's apple bobbed as she swallowed her drink, and at the same time, her double chin was showing, and ended just above her apple. Her shirt strap had dropped, leaving her left shoulder completely exposed as the strap lay helpless on skinny left bicep, and was almost obscured by the dark movie theater, where it also lay next to the armrest of the theater. And in the right light from the screen, Jake could see the bulging outlines of the key and chain beneath the fabric, and the chain resting on Alex's sweaty body. Her stomach heaved up and down with the rhythm of her breathing as even her six-pack abdominal muscle outlines could be seen bulging through the fabric of her shirt, making the chain and key outlines even more visible between the fabric and skin. Even with the torture of the chastity cage Jake was getting hard boners, just by seeing Alex's chain resting directly on top of her six-pack abdomen muscle, and tucked under her sexy, sweaty black tank top shirt, with the strap sitting next to her skinny little bicep, and a vein in the middle of her bicep.

Something about the combination of Alex's long, slender neck, the lines etched in front of her neck, the Adam's apple that constantly bobbed, her shoulders and chest, and especially the way she wore the necklace, that was sandwiched between her skin and tank top fabric, just made Jake go crazy. 

And it was the perfect combination.

While still watching their movie Jake felt his pants being unbuttoned, and it was none other than Alex, carefully unbuttoning his jeans, followed by unzipping his pants. She tucked her hand down her shirt at the same time, and pulled out her key. Carefully she looped the long necklace chain over her head, before fiddling with the key so she could unlock his chastity from his cock.

"Better not do any funny stuff." Alex says, taking the chastity off of Jake's erect penis. She tucked the chastity by tucking her right hand into her pants, then burying the cage between her panty and tiny penis she still had. When she was done, she began stroking Jake's erect penis, making Jake jerk up and down in his seat, and trying to cover his moan that nearly escaped his lips.

"Be quiet and sit still. We don't want to attract attention, or worse, get thrown out. This is my favorite movie I wanted to see in a long time." Alex says, clearing enjoying what she is doing to Jake's erection, and making him cum in the theater chair. Unbeknownst to Jake, Alex had taken off her shirt, mainly her straps that she had quietly removed as she moved her arms through the straps, and left her shirt piling around her waist, while her naked back is now resting directly against the theater chair.

Alex stroked and rubbed Jake's erection, as if feeling what it's like from a girl's perspective, despite being one herself in her old life.

"This totally feels so good." Alex says, while Jake tried to sit quietly, but let out a small moan while Alex rubbed Jake's erection with her heart's content. "Don't you agree?" 

"Uhgh. Uh, huh." Jake says, while still wincing and trying his hardest to hold in his cum, but managed to leak out a little, and onto Alex's hand, who's still rubbing his erection.

Meanwhile Jake was thinking of doing something he had never thought of doing, especially with the pretty neck Alex has. Running his fingers over the delicate lines, gently pressing in her Adam's apple, and possibly kissing her neck, sort of like worshipping her neck and shoulders.

The movie was over, and soon, they got up, just before Alex realized she had left her shirt piled around her lap. She quickly put her arms through the straps, and pulled her shirt back over her boobs before anyone else could see.

"That was a close one." she says, and before Jake knew it, Alex had wrapped her skinny, tiny, bony arms around his waist, and leaned next to him, as if they were on a real date.

"What was?" Jake asked, as Alex pressed her tiny body against Jake's muscular, skinny body, making sure her breasts can be felt through Jake's jacket. And at the same time, hurting Jake a little with her unassuming arms as she kept squeezing Jake.

"This. I was almost naked. I lost my shirt at a rave once. Never again."

"You got a nice body."

"Everyone oogled me like I was some sort of prize they wanted to have."

"That's the whole point of having an amazing girl body."

"Ew! That's creepy. But that's a turn on now that you mentioned it." She squeezed him even more, making him moan a little as they strolled the mall some more. Soon, they came across a surplus store, as Alex released her grip around Jake's waist, then ran inside. Jake followed her as well, before she stopped at the cases containing various military dogtags and related necklaces.

"Buy me that one. I've always wanted that one, and luckily, its still here. No one has bought it yet." she says, carefully leaning on the glass. It was an old World War II dogtag, perfectly worn with age, and the dogtag itself was grayed. Perfect for Alex to wear under her shirt. He began to imagine the dogtag resting beneath her shirt, on top of her abs, and next to her belly button. All the while being sandwiched beneath that black tank top.

"But it's $10." he says, feeling his erection shrivel in his pants as he saw the price tag on the delicate metal.

"So? What's the problem. You're my boyfriend now, and I treated you out. Now, you do me a favor, and buy me that. Also, I want that cross there." Alex points, to a plain cross within the same display case.

"That's even more." Jake began to complain once more. Alex looked down at Jake's pants once more.

"Were you imagining me wearing that necklace under my shirt?"

"How did you know?"

"That" she points to Jake's small, bulge sticking out of Jake's skinny jeans. 

"I guess I sort of did."

"I don't always wear them under my shirt you know. You're dirty sometimes." 

"What? It looks good on you when you wear your necklace under your shirt. It makes people want to know what you're wearing under there. And for me, it makes me crazy seeing you wear it." Jake says. Alex looked at him in a slight disapproving way, before hugging him. 

"If you must go crazy for my neck, then I also wear regular t shirts, not just these tank top shirts." she says, still hugging him. Soon, she met the guy behind the counter, and their eyes met.

"I'll take that one there, and that cross. Maybe that one as well." she says, pointing to a tiny replica of a hand grenade, with a tiny metal loop. 

"That'll be $32.50, please. Would also try the chains as well?" the kid asked, looking Alex up and down, with a thirst in eye that Alex detected.

"Sure, why not." Alex stepped behind the counter, and into a curtained room. There, the guy and Alex made custom length chains, where Alex tried on different lengths of the tiny ball linked chains.

"Was that your boyfriend out there?" he asked, as he's cutting lengths of the chains that Alex wanted.

"He is, We're out on a date tonight." 

"Nice. Is there a certain length you're interested in?"

"Down to here." Alex says, rubbing her palm over her abdomen. The guy gave her a disapproving look.

"I don't think I've ever made one that long before, but okay." he says, measuring the length of the chain as he test fitted the length of the chain on Alex. She was satisfied where the chain rested, and proceeded to have the pendants on the chain. With that done, she threw the tiny grenade, cross and World War II era dogtag underneath her tank top, where the tiny outline of the grenade poked through her fabric as it rested next to her abdomen muscles when she turned.

"That's hot. I've never seen someone wear it like that." the guy says, admiring how Alex wore her treasures underneath her shirt, while the chains were only visible as they cascaded along her bare chest and cleavage.

"The grenade one is going to really stand out, even though I tucked it inside my belly button." Alex says, trying to press the tiny grenade metal into her belly button, to make it less conspicuous as possible, and even then, it was evident it was still there, next to the cross and dogtag with its inscriptions still written on the metal.

"I think that will do for the time being. It's supposed to make my boyfriend crazy." Alex says, patting her stomach, then left the curtain booth.

"Well, it's certainly making me crazy as well." the counter person says, as he's watching Alex leave, her long hair obstructing her back muscles. Jake watched as Alex reappeared, her shirt had lifted so her pendant treasures were obvious they were worn next to her body. Alex quickly pulled down her shirt, trying her best to shroud her necklaces and abs once more, but it was too late, as Jake even saw the tiny grenade had been lodged in her belly button.

"Your stupid pee ruined my shirt, so this is the last one I had." Alex says, trying to pull down her shirt once more, only leaving her stomach exposed, and a part of her cross protruding out from the bottom hem of her shirt.

"Caress my neck like we are a real couple." Alex says, moving her eyes in a knowing manner, as the counter guy kept looking at her, and Jake.

"What?"

"You like my neck so much, so act like you love it." Alex says. Jake's eyes widened, and knew what she finally met, and had been waiting for this moment. Jake slowly ran his hands along Alex's long, slender neck, and began kissing it, especially her Adam's apple, as he twirled the chain in his fingers. Alex put her hand on her chest, to prevent her pendant from being pulled out of her tank top, but luckily she felt the dogtag get caught on her left nipple. Alex thrust her head back, allowing Jake to rub her neck with his hand as he gently pressed in her Adam's apple, making her choke slightly.

"Not that hard. Don't choke me. I'm not into that kind of kink at all." Alex says, before thrusting her head back once more.

"Sorry. I've never seen an Adam's apple on a girl before." Jake says, carefully running his hand over her neck once more. Her neck was hard, like she had been working out, and running his fingers over her ingrained neck lines that were sculpted in front of her slender, long neck, feeling the texture of her neck and lines, all the while doing so in the surplus store, and with the guy still looking on, wishing he was in Jake's position.

"You didn't? There's lot of them where I came from." Alex says, enjoying her neck being caressed, and feeling the inscriptions of the dogtag that was lodged directly on top of her erect nipple. Jake gently ran his fingers along Alex's exposed collar bones, then pressing the skin that folded beneath the bones before rubbing the ball on her shoulders, careful not to disturb the strap in the process. He even properly adjusted her shirt strap that was already beginning to slip off her right shoulder, before caressing her collar bones once more.

"That felt really good. I'll admit I got a small orgasm from all that. You're good." Alex says, looking back at Jake, and putting her hard, skinny arms around Jake's shoulders. Soon, she pulled his head down a little, and planted a kiss to his lips. 

"Fix my necklace, and we'll end out night." Alex says, tugging down at her shirt to shield her necklace and stomach. "Well?" Jake gave her a puzzled look.

"My dogtag's stuck on my breast. Fix it. I can feel the letters dig into my breast nipple." Jake carefully tugged at her shirt, before moving the dogtag away from the erect nipple.

"You're doing it all wrong. Really get into it." Alex says, shaking her head in a disapproving way.

"I don't want to get in trouble."

"What trouble? There's no such thing in this timeline." Alex says, making Jake massage her breast, where the dogtag was still lodged. She was in orgasm once more as Jake stroked the nipple, then using the dogtag with it's inscription to stroke her erect nipple, before tugging the pendant down to her abdomen.

"Your ab muscles are so hot." Jake says, patting her muscular stomach, and feeling the bumpy muscles that were protruding along her shirt, and the grenade that was still wedged in her belly button.

"Put your boner away. Not here. I knew it was a bad idea to unlock you in the first place." Alex says. The guy overheard her, as he slowly approached the counter.

"Is he your-" the counter guy asked.

"He's my new neck slave." Alex smiled, before looking down at Jake, who's still admiring her abdomen muscles, and the grenade that was pinned inside her belly button like a pierce. The cross was now entirely visible, as it hung nicely in front of her bumpy abdomen, along with the dogtag, with the last person's name inscribed in the thin, delicate metal, that was also reposed next to her abdomen, and the cross. The grenade chain was the longest of them, as the longest loop brushed against her skin, where the grenade would've rested if it wasn't jammed in her belly button.

"Well, you do have a nice neck actually. I didn't want to say anything at first, but your neck is nice, and long." the guy says, as Jake took a whiff of her belly button, and the grenade after taking it out of her belly button. The tiny, shiny silver grenade was already picking up traces of dead skin in the tiny clefts of the grenade after Jake took it out of her belly button, that Alex had deeply lodged into, and began inspecting it.

His boner was throbbing after seeing the sight of tiny, dead skin and dirt that were embedded within the metal of the tiny grenade.

He knew the metals won't last if Alex kept them hidden beneath her shirt, next to her sweaty skin...

"You weirdo. Put that back where it belongs." Alex says, catching what Jake was doing with the grenade. Jake carefully lodged the grenade back in its safe space of her belly button, then tugged at her tank top so that the delicate metals were covered once more.

His boner was throbbing even more as the tiny delicate clinks of metal is heard as he tugged at the bottom of Alex's tank top to cover her necklaces once more.

He was already thinking of crazy imaginations of her in a t shirt...

Especially since seeing her wearing her necklaces underneath that black tank top...

"You were saying?" Alex says, as if making the man pick up where he left off.

"I-I mean, your neck, it's amazing, long, and slender. Your necklaces look so much better tucked under that black tank top." The guy says, swallowing nervously, while Jake put his arm around Alex's neck, then looked down inside the dark gap between the cleavage and shirt, where the necklace chains met their fates in the crypt of her shirt.

"Is that all you got? My neck slave can do much better. You probably seen him sniffing my stomach and my grenade." Alex says. The guy nodded.

"I watched it all. Your man must be lucky to catch someone like you."

"He's failing his classes, so I'm here to teach him a lesson. Lesson one, always worship a girl's neck." Alex says, making a quick glance at Jake, while deep down beneath her shirt, next to her stomach muscles, her delicate metallic pendants clinked as she moved her head.

"Actually, I want one more." Alex says, returning to the display case. Next to the usual displays of dogtags, were unusual shapes of pendants that she could possibly use, and to seduce Jake even more.

"I want that silver lighter, and that hidden knifey-thingy." Alex says, pointing to the odd things that she could use as future pendants.

"Good choices there." the guy says, laying out the items for Alex to look over, before handing her money over to the guy.

"Would like the same length chain also?"

"Yes, please." Alex says, tugging at the chain until the dogtag necklace was out of her shirt, then attaching the hidden switch blade to the chain, before depriving it of light once more as she tucked the combination back under her shirt, before adjusting it, making sure nothing hangs below the hem of her shirt Except for the grenade that was stuck into her belly button, as it's chain hung below her shirt, no matter how she tried to cover it up. Meanwhile Jake did a mental masturbation as he saw the metals gleaming through the fabric, resting next to her abdomen, as if taunting him from the other side of the fabric.

"Thank you." Alex says once more, before looping the chain with the silver lighter over her head, and as always, she dumped the lighter under her shirt with a loud clatter as it rested next to the switch blade, dogtag, cross and the grenade, in their soft fabric grave, but not before seeing the chain give a quick snap before settling over her chest.

"Well, you two take care of each other now." the guy says, clearly distracted by what he's seen - and heard - as Jake and Alex finally left the surplus store.

"I'm beat. Let's go home now." Alex says, then reaches into Jake's jean pocket, and left her hand there, while Jake had his arm resting around her tiny, petite waist as they left the mall for the night.