Class Pet: Chapter 35 (Patreon)

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Adam stared up in wide-eyed awe at the massive nude form of his giant high school teacher, her hourglass shape only pronounced further from his low angle on the bed below her hips. Ms. Stone shifted her weight from side to side, her thighs, the size of redwoods, bullied Adam back onto the mattress.

"Did your mother never teach you manners?" Ms. Stone's giant voice thundered. "It's rude to stare."

Adam slapped his miniature hands against the giant woman's jiggling thighs. He shouted out with flustered annoyance at the teasing of his titanic teacher. His weak cries of protest sounded only like cute submissive squeaks for the giantess who claimed him. Her smooth, curved body danced in the sky above. The pet schoolboy was hypnotized by the overwhelming sight of Ms. Stone's massive womanhood, something oddly alluring yet terrifyingly gigantic. The soft pink folds of her skin teased him as they hovered overhead.

"Do you like what you see, little Adam?" Ms. Stone slowly teased with a knowing smirk. "I've noticed how much you pay attention to me in class. Now that you are so small, you can't take your eyes off of me, can you?"

The giant woman lowered herself, reaching down to caress her favorite little student. Her fingernails, painted a dark red, delicately traced along his fair skin. The point of the keratin surface gently nudged the underside of Adam's chin, encouraging him to look up at her. The boy made hesitant eye contact with the familiar face of his math teacher. She always had an intimidating presence purely from her seniority, but even more so now that her soft and sharply elegant features were blown up to such epic proportions. All Adam could do was lean against his colossal caretaker's loving fingertip and stare up at her with naive trust. Her green, hazel eyes stared at him, a fond look inside her softly dilated pupils.

"You really can't take your eyes off of me." Ms. Stone continued with a sultry purr. "And your eyes are so beautiful and handsome, bold grey. If you didn't need them to see, then I would love to wear them on a ring."

Ms. Stone's carefully manicured fingers slowly traced around Adam's small scalp, sending a tingly sensation up his spine. For a moment, Adam wondered if the giant woman was observing his miniature skull, determining how exactly she might dissect him and extract his eyes from their sockets to use them for her own sick amusement. But Adam knew Ms. Stone wouldn't do something so extreme to him. At least he hoped she wouldn't; he hoped and prayed as he looked up at his goddess's aroused, blushing face. The excited, playful expression on her normally stoic face thrilled Adam nearly as much as the sight of her naked body looming overhead.

There was a genuinely happy smile on Ms. Stone's softly parted lips. Adam yearned to reach out and kiss them, to show his goddess his love and appreciation that she hadn't yet delighted herself in slowly torturing him to death. Kind of her when she could do it so simply and easily. His manly little muscles would be no match for her powerful and elegant hands. Ms. Stone wouldn't even need to try. Her manicured fingers could pick his limbs apart like the petals of a poor flower. Fortunately for the little student, his teacher treasured his adorable and handsome form, especially when it was so compact and easy to handle.

Ms. Stone was in love with the sight of her shrunken student, helplessly trapped between her thighs. The prospect of dealing with irritating and disruptive schoolboys seemed like a distant dream for the mature teacher, now that most of her rowdy students had diminished or moved to a "safer" environment. When she had a cute pet schoolboy, small enough to fit inside her purse, it was like carrying around a strange little reminder, a little toy to heighten her mood for the day of teaching and dealing with schoolgirls who had grown into little monsters of their own. Those girls had certainly become wilder and crazier. Ms. Stone reminded herself that the girls were only adjusting to the strange new world where their partnered gender was drastically shrinking to a more submissive role. It was a strange time.

At least she had Adam. And Adam had her. She loved her tiny little peasant boy. The way his miniature face innocently gazed up at her made her feel like a goddess. The feeling sent a thrill through her body and enflamed her arousal. She loved how her little charge admired her big, strong body, almost like he was pleading for the safety and protection she could provide. And the little guy always became so horny whenever she held him close against her bosom. Now that she stood above nakedly with her thick thighs crowding around his helpless form, he appeared to be completely overwhelmed. His timid squirms only made Ms. Stone want to dominate him further. It wasn't enough to tease him with a playful show of her nude, dancing hips. She wanted to feel her prized pupil close against her most sensitive parts.

Adam gasped and fell backwards onto the mattress as Ms. Stone's massive womanhood loomed ever closer, her giant legs and torso pouncing on top of him. The miniature man moaned in pleasure as his eyes rolled back into his head. His little senses were completely overwhelmed by the giantess body that gently smothered him, Ms. Stone's aroused heat and scent.

The soft folds of her massive womanhood rested on top of Adam's prone form. The front of his nude body was encased in the soft flesh of his gigantic goddess's genitalia. Her wet opening lightly pulsed as Ms. Stone rocked her hips atop Adam's trapped form. The bed creaked below them as the giant woman's hulking weight pushed Adam's helplessly squirming form deeper into the soft, springy mattress. Ms. Stone slowly grinded against the body of her precious little prey, the smooth motion of wet friction between their skins. The giantess dragged her vagina up and down Adam's writhing form. Each pass of her humping hips caused more of the miniature man's wet muscles to be accepted within the folds of her labia.

Ms. Stone threw her head back and moaned with deep satisfaction. Her manicured fingers traced down her neck before groping her breasts and playfully pinching her erect nipples. The feeling of her shrunken student struggling beneath her was divine, more sensual than she would have ever imagined from a toy his size. His little limbs pushed and kicked against her most sensitive spots. The feeling of completely controlling someone using only her pussy fired off the endorphins within her heated body. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced.

Ms. Stone bucked her hips wildly, rapidly bouncing the little body between her thighs and against the mattress, the slick liquid of her arousal coating more and more of Adam's bare form with each motion. The woman growled a satisfied moan of release, letting go of any social decorum and losing herself as she rode through the pleasure, unintentionally waterboarding her little toy below.

(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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