Class Pet: Chapter 24

WARNING: Sexually explicit content intended for adults. All characters are fictional and written to be 18 years or older. Situations and scenes are fictional, and consent is implied.

Adam blearily blinked awake as he looked around at his strange new surroundings. He sat up on a vast white surface that felt like a cloud against his bare skin. Blinding light filled his grey eyes. For a moment, he wondered if he had been swallowed down that girl's throat, died, and gone to heaven. But the pain he felt in his bones told him that he was still among the living. No doubt, his body was sore from having the shit squeezed out of it by a giant throat. Or “shit” wasn't exactly what that raven-haired girl's molesting tongue had forced out of him, but she had certainly tried. She had attempted to squeeze everything out of him, every last drop. He felt like he should be dead. But Ms. Stone had saved him. Adam had seen her, or at least he had seen her for a little bit there. But where was she now? And where was he? He looked around for answers.

The miniature schoolboy realized the blinding light was only the fluorescent ceiling lights. The vast white cloud he floated on appeared to be some kind of soft table. Or maybe it was a big seat cushion. Whatever it was, it was very springy and almost felt like it was made out of paper. The flat surface seemed to stretch on for miles for the miniature man, but in the far distance, he could see the edge.

Adam stood up and cracked a few of his sore joints. Then, he walked towards the distant edge of the giant cushion as he looked around the expansive room. From the style of the walls and floor, which blurred from distance, it seemed he was still in the high school building, but he wasn't sure if he had ever been in this room, before. Perhaps, he just didn't recognize it from his shrunken perspective. Grey cabinets hung on a nearby wall above a countertop fitted with matching grey drawers. There were some shelves, a small desk, and a few other small pieces of furniture that you might find around a school or office. It was strangely quiet. At the far end of the room, Adam spotted a closed door. He thought he could hear voices on the other side, but it was hard to be sure. He still wasn't used to how big and surreal everything sounded. A strange poster hung on the wall nearby. The poster displayed a cartoon man and a diagram pointing to different parts of his body, which was partially x-rayed to show his inside organs. The two-dimensional man didn't seem to mind the procedure as he wore a comically large smile on his otherwise expressionless face. It was then that it all clicked inside Adam's little head. From the glass jar of tongue depressors sitting on the countertop to the bright red first aid kit sitting on the nearby desk, the tiny schoolboy knew precisely where he was.

Suddenly, the low rumble, which sounded like voices on the other side of the door, grew a bit louder. And there were the deep thudding vibrations of giant approaching footsteps. Adam didn't even attempt to look for a place to hide from the approaching giant presence, not that there would have been a place to hide on the vast oversized seat that he now realized was an examination table draped with a paper covering. Instead, the little lad stood simply and accepted that whoever was on the other side of that door was likely on the rapid approach, and they would see him. They probably already knew he was here. There was a high chance it was the same giantess who had laid him here in the first place, now come back to retrieve him and to check if he was still unconscious. But who could it be? Which uncaring giantess would he fall victim to this time? Adam had fought against death inside of a behemoth brat's throat and won. This realization gave him a surge of confidence and a bit of pride. If he could survive the greedy mouth of a ravenous giantess then what couldn't he survive? Whatever was on the other side of that door he was ready for.

The hinges slowly squeaked as the door creaked open. An unblemished white sneaker stepped into the room, and then another, its equally fair match joined alongside. A middle-aged giantess with light-brown shoulder-length hair entered the room. Adam didn't recognize her distantly towering face, but from the light-blue scrubs clothing her large shapely form, it was easy to surmise that she was the school nurse. Luckily, Adam had avoided visiting the nurse's office for all the years he had attended Local High, but that was his old life, back when he was normal size. And right now, the towering monster of a school nurse demanded his immediate attention. Despite her monstrous size, the giant woman was not ugly or overweight by any means. But, she certainly wasn't skinny. She had gained a healthy amount of weight over the years, and that weight had begun to sag lower in her late age, creating a pear shape out of her body with the widest areas being her rounded hips. This unflattering shape was only amplified from Adam's shrunken perspective as he looked up at her looming form. The gigantic woman glanced around the room before her bluish-green irises locked onto him where he stood shakily on the examination table. The small schoolboy didn't make any attempts to cower or cover his nudity. Maybe, it was his newfound bravery after his recent brush with death. Or maybe, he was simply in shock. Or perhaps, his defenses were lowered by the sight of a nurse, a woman hired to keep him safe and healthy, even if the woman was large enough to crush him without a second thought. Brave or foolish, it didn't matter, Adam stood his ground.

The strange giant creature, who took on the appearance of a mature high school nurse, slowly lumbered toward him. With each booming step, the extra weight she carried around jiggled in the form of her hips and thighs packed tightly in the baby blue fabric of her nurse's pants. It was questionable whether the pair of blue scrubs still fit her waist size or if they were meant for her legs back in the prime of her career; a pair that she had grown out of in her later years. The mature giantess stopped at the edge of the examination table as she cast a shadow over Adam, who stood defiantly and glared up at her. The miniature schoolboy looked more comical than intimidating as he squared up to the ginormous nurse; like an angry little chihuahua barking at a threat that could chomp him in one motion. Even as he stood atop the examination table, he only came up to the giant woman's crotch. A look of uncertainty flickered in his defiant glare as he glanced down and noticed the colossal woman's camel toe, prominently visible in the stretched baby blue fabric of her pants one size too small. The twin mounds of her womanhood were spread evenly, open for business, or more likely, retaining their expanded shape after so many years of use. Adam gulped as the ginormous school nurse leaned forward, breaking his staring match with her clothed crotch. Instead, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as they were lured by the giant woman's hanging bosom, two jiggly globes that sagged inside loose baby blue fabric and swung down in front of him. Adam couldn't believe that they made bras in such a size. But here he was seeing it. He could tell that something was holding those behemoth breasts up in the sky other than the plumpness of flesh. The busty boulders softly swung above him as if threatening to smother him under their mass. Hanging atop her left breast, pinned to the baby blue fabric was a name tag that read, "Ms. Penny."

"Oh, good. You're finally awake," Ms. Penny's casual remark was like a small booming explosion coming from within her massive looming chest for the puny student below. "I was worried that Ms. Stone's pet student was never going to wake up."

As she spoke, Ms. Penny sat on a nearby circular stool and rolled closer to the examination table with her little patient. She began the practiced process of pulling a pair of blue disposable gloves over her neatly kept fingers, the sound of thin synthetic vinyl rubbing and stretching filled the quiet room. Before Adam even had time to utter a peep, Ms. Penny's thin fingers, clad in a blue rubbery material, wrapped around his backside and encouraged him a little bit closer to her, nearer to the edge. The enormous nurse leaned uncomfortably close, and her bluish-green eyes scanned her puny patient up and down as her light-brown hair created a small canopy around the two. Her pupils flickered and widened slightly as they searched along his tight little torso. Her breath, which smelled of coffee, tickled across Adam's nude skin. He tried to maintain eye contact with the ginormous nurse, but it became difficult with her intimidating visage pulled in so closely. The mature giantess wiggled a blue finger at him and tested the reflexes of his little limbs as he feebly pushed the wagging digit away. A soft smirk pulled at Ms. Penny's thin lips.

"You are actually somewhat cute," She observed as though she was about to take some notes. "Cuter than most of the mangled little toys who come through here anyway."

The giant school nurse propped up Adam's little leg and examined his microscopic toes.

"The things I have to deal with in this school," The woman mused, a notable tone of irritation in her voice. "Almost every day, one of these immature brats will bring me their broken little friend who they accidentally squeezed too hard; or their little boyfriend who they accidentally sat on. And everyone just brings all you little guys to me and expects me to fix it."

Her gloved hands turned Adam's miniature body around as she ran a rubbery fingertip down his miniature spine.

"It's not like I can do much most of the time anyways," Ms. Penny explained cheerlessly. "Not on bodies so small; not with the tools I have here, anyway."

Her thin yet oversized fingers squished Adam's little butt cheeks together as she squeezed his hips.

"And life-saving procedures are so expensive for Diminished," She continued. "They need all that special equipment designed for miniature people, and it has to come in varying sizes."

The enormous nurse cupped her gloved fingers between Adam's little legs and around his waist as she lifted him off of the examination table, eliciting a small squeak from the startled boy.

"If you ask me then I'd say it's a waste of time and taxpayer money," Ms. Penny explained callously. "Something so small and fragile is bound to break again sooner or later. And it's not like Tinies can contribute to society or anything. So, what's the point?"

She manipulated Adam's puny body and sat his little butt on her gloved palm like she was handling a toy doll. Her apathetic eyes gave his exposed form another look over.

"You are lucky that Ms. Stone asked me to look after you," A hint of encouragement crept into Ms. Penny's voice. "I owe that generous woman a favor or two. So, I am helping you for her, not for you. Don't get it twisted. If it had been me who had found you all shrunken like this then I probably would've just swatted you like a fly. Although, you are pretty adorable. So, maybe I would carry you around in my purse until I grew bored of you."

The ginormous nurse held him up on her gloved palm and stared at him with a look of soft contemplation. Adam crossed his arms and glared up at her. For a moment, he felt the urge to stick his tongue out at her or to show her his middle finger. But he figured it was best not to upset the already annoyed giant school nurse who could crush him under her thumb without a second thought. For now, all he could do was deal with it. At least, this giant woman wasn't an immediate threat to his well-being, even if she was a bit rude.