Class Pet: Chapter 30 (Patreon)

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It's Claire's turn to play with little Adam.

Adam groaned softly as he weakly struggled in the pillowy grasp of his colossal classmate. Claire's fingers were as soft as they were controlling as they wrapped around his bare body. The faint earthy scent of her large hand and sweaty palm filled his microscopic nostrils.

Claire had heeded Ms. Stone's instructions, supporting Adam's bare backside, but she excelled in the task by tenderly caressing his undercarriage with her oversized thumb. Adam blushed and squirmed in his tight confines. The little lad was still aroused from massaging Ms. Stone's giant nylon-clad feet, and now, his body was thrown into the eager hands of his giant, bubbly classmate. His libido was confused and inflamed, held helplessly in Claire's meaty hand. The schoolgirl held up her toy-sized peer for her teacher to see.

"Just look at him, Ms. Stone!" She enthused. "He's so cute that I could just die. I absolutely love him!"

Claire brought Adam closer, nuzzling his little limbs against her chubby cheeks as she smothered him in sloppy, wet kisses. Her cutesy classmate made such sweet squeaks, especially when she licked and kissed him. And he tasted delectable. If Ms. Stone's watchful eyes weren't on them, then Claire likely would not be able to hold herself back. Her tummy was rumbling, and she wanted to feel Adam's little form squirming around inside her. She wondered if it would tickle. Could the little guy hear the rumble of her hungry stomach? From the scared expression on his miniature face, she guessed he could. Claire brought him closer and kissed him from head to near-microscopic toes. Little Adam was just too precious for such a dire fate. She would never eat him, that is, unless there were no other options. She gave him one final kiss, which held for a long second then suctioned wetly off his squirming body.

"You are so squirmy and excited!" Claire giggle. "Don't wiggle so much, Little Adam. That will only make me squeeze you tighter so you can't slip away or escape from me!"

Adam gasped for air between the sweaty fingers of his colossal classmate, her soft skin caressing his nudity. Her squishy fingers squeezed around him rhythmically, forcing him to rub and grind along the ridged textures of her giant hand. His miniature manhood dragged along the bumpy surface. Adam couldn't hold it in any longer. The unyielding soles of Ms. Stone had horned him up, and the giant, doughy palms of Claire had pushed him over the edge. He weakly humped and moved the best he could within the excited schoolgirl's tight grasp.

Claire's brown eyes widened as she watched her classmate's little body writhe about passionately in her grasp. She could see what he was doing, and she could feel it against her finger. Her tiny crush must've been just as excited to be in her hands as she was at holding him. As his movements became slower, she watched on with an amused expression. Her tiny toy looked so adorably tired with his little face peeping up at her from between her fingers. She brought him closer to her lips until they just barely touched his miniature features, gifting him a giant yet delicate kiss. Something about seeing her classmate so vulnerable and helplessly open with his sexuality made her want to treat him tenderly like a fragile flower.

Adam watched as Claire's cute chubby face slowly pulled away from him. Her giant controlling hand gradually lowered him down, and he was met with the long valley of Claire's cleavage. A few light pink freckles dotted the vast surface. Her fingers released him onto the shelf of her giant tiddies, handling him like a prized porcelain doll. His body settled into the valley created by Claire's breasts, his hips sliding deeper into the doughy flesh. Adam felt relaxed in his laid-back position against his classmate's bosom, touching her skin. He felt more relaxed than he should while in the possession of the giant girl who had tried to smuggle him away in the back of her panties at one point. But something about her warm body heat gently cradling his nude form was making him so sleepy. Maybe he was finally becoming used to the commanding presence of his prodigious peers.

Adam watched lazily as the shadow of Claire's hand moved above him. She was fiddling with something between her thick fingertips, some white substance. It only took Adam a moment to realize what it was. He had left a piece of himself for his colossal classmate to find on her finger, his nearly unnoticeable seed. The swaying fingers slowly found their way to the giant schoolgirl's curious mouth, feeling it against her lips before tasting it. The scene was oddly erotic for Adam as we watched from below. He imagined it was himself being toyed with against those fat lips, his little body.

A sudden movement broke Claire from her daze. Ms. Stone rose from where she had been seated on her desk and stepped closer. Claire blushed and stumbled back a bit. She had completely forgotten that Ms. Stone was still there, watching their every move. Claire had become so focused on playing with her pet-sized classmate, so focused on tasting him, that she had lost track of the world around her. She regained her composure and gave Ms. Stone a polite smile.

"I think, little Adam got a bit too excited." Claire shyly admitted. "He made a tiny little mess on my finger. I hope that's okay."

Ms. Stone grinned, almost chuckling aloud at the cute scene before her. Adam, her precious pet student, sat perched atop the shelf of Claire's fat breasts. As a heavyset girl, Claire was very well endowed, and her pillows held Adam perfectly lifted.

"That's quite alright." Ms. Stone spoke slowly, her eyes unmoved from her pet student snuggled comfortably in Claire's impressive cleavage. "These things sometimes happen when handling a Tiny, especially a Tiny as excitable as little Adam."

Ms. Stone's manicured fingers gently reached in and plucked Adam out from his perch. Claire instinctively raised her hand, not wanting to let go of her toy just yet. But she hesitantly relented, giving her teacher a disappointed pout. Ms. Stone smirked at the girl's cute and bratty behavior.

"Now. Now. Don't give me that look." The woman chided gingerly. "You will see Adam again, but for now, the school day is over, and it is time for you to head home. I also need to take this little cutie home. He has had a long day."

Ms. Stone held Adam up to her face, fondly stroking her finger along his features. She admired him there for a moment, before lowering him down inside her bra cup, where she pressed him into place, his skinny body snuggled against her erect nipple.

(No minor is mentioned in this text. As previously mentioned, a "schoolboy" can still be a legal adult attending high school. The term "boy" does not exclusively mean an adolescent. "Boy" can also refer to a young ADULT man, especially when being talked down to by a superior. A giant, ADULT teacher playfully calling their shrunken, ADULT student "little boy" does not constitute CSAM. Kindly, grow up.

*Adam is an eighteen-year-old student, shrunken down in size by his giantess teacher. Any mention of him being "little" or "small" is purely about size, NOT age.)

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