Class Pet: Chapter 19

WARNING: Sexually explicit content intended for adults. All characters are fictional and written to be 18 years or older.

 Ms. Stone gives her miniature student a ride to school.

 Ms. Stone beamed cheerfully as she strode through the front doors of Local High. The ordinarily strict math teacher had never appeared so sunny, her glowing smile turning the heads of students and staff as she walked through the halls. With each step, her elegant calves flexed in thin pantyhose, and her high heels clacked on the smooth tiled floor. Her wide hips, clad in a snugly fitted pencil skirt, swayed proudly. Her office casual blouse seemed to fit her usual attire, but there was a small detail in the garment that went unnoticed by most onlookers.

 On her left breast, through the dark purple fabric, was the barely perceptible outline of a miniature man. Ms. Stone loved carrying her pet student around on her person, tucked inside her bra with his hips strategically positioned over her nipple. The feeling of his warm little body squirming against her sensitive skin sent a thrill through her and caused a warmth to grow between her thighs under her pencil skirt. With each stride forward, she could feel him bounce within the confines of her bra cup, which held his limbs forcibly splayed out as his little body hugged around the point of her perky breast. It felt like she was a mama kangaroo, carrying around her baby Joey and protecting him from the dangerous outside world, keeping him safe in the pouch of her bra. It also felt like she was engaging in some forbidden lewd act, all while wearing her clothes and strolling past unsuspecting peers and students. She had never felt so excited to be at work.

 Down in a world of his own was Adam, sandwiched between the cotton fabric of his math teacher's bra and the hulking mass of her left breast. It was so warm in his smothering space that Adam felt like he was in a different biome, a misty tropical jungle. When Ms. Stone had first tucked him in here, he had protested and struggled against her jiggly boob. But after a few moments of her large and elegant fingers repositioning his feeble form, he went limp and relaxed against the large pillowy surface of her smothering breast. Perhaps it was a natural bodily reaction to become lax and drowsy when being held against such a warm wall of soft womanly flesh. Each smothered breath he took was steamy with the giant woman's body odor and sweet perfume. Somehow, her scent comforted him as her pheromones dizzied his teenage brain. Each booming step of his colossal carrier jiggled his entire world, causing the front of his naked body to rub against her slick skin. Several times he had attempted to squirm into a less physically compromising position, a position that wouldn't stimulate his genitals with the protruding nub of her giant teat. But it was no use. He was exactly where his titanic teacher wanted him, tucked inside her bra with his crotch riding atop her large pointed nipple. All his struggles seemed to accomplish was arousing the monstrous mammary further, encouraging the softly forming nub to press further and envelope his irritated genitals inside its soft wrinkles. Adam whimpered a muffled whine that turned into a moan of discomfort and unwanted arousal. Ms. Stone's perky breast forced his back to arch at an awkward angle as his miniature legs weakly struggled on either side of her continuously hardening nipple. Of course, his struggles were hopelessly underpowered against the blimp-sized breast. And the plush padding of Ms. Stone's bra held him firmly in place.

 Through the layers of fabric, the trapped little schoolboy could hear the thunderous clatter of other giant teachers and students chatting in the halls. Some of the voices Adam even recognized as friends and acquaintances, their familiar voices now blown up to a monstrous sound. A few days ago, he would have likely been among them, leaning against a locker and conversing about homework or an upcoming test. He wondered what his friends would think if they saw him now, a glorified nipple cover for his math teacher. Would they point and laugh? Would they try to save him from Ms. Stone's lusty clutches? Would their treatment of his miniature self be any better? From the experience he had yesterday at the giant molesting hands of some of his known peers, it was unlikely their treatment would be any different. He realized that some of his friends and peers might even be jealous if they saw him like this. He was getting to second base with the sexy math teacher. But did this even count as second base? From the way Ms. Stone's softly hardening nipple formed around his little inflated member and rubbed against him with each jiggly bounce, it felt more like he was getting to third base. Each one of the giant woman's steps swayed his entire world, causing tantalizing friction between such intimate parts of their skin. His hips instinctively humped against the giantess' large pillowy nipple. Adam wasn't sure how much longer he could keep himself from cumming. Ms. Stone had been carrying him around like this all morning. His precum leaked onto the large erect nipple, lubricating the slick friction and creating a tiny wet spot in the woman's bra.

 Adam pressed his face against the soft fleshy surface in front of him and stifled a moan of embarrassed arousal. His hips humped against the pillowy mass with a mind of their own. His conscious thoughts were gone, clouded out by his titanic teacher's body odor and flowery perfume. He didn't need to think anyway. He was just a little nipple cover for his giant math teacher, and nipple covers didn't need cognitive thoughts. The miniature schoolboy continued to hump with an animalistic need. His mouth hung open lazily as he drooled on the wall of womanly flesh that smothered him. His tongue could taste Ms. Stone's skin, an excellent blend of sweetness and saltiness. Why did it taste so good? The hulking mass of jiggly flesh pressed against him so firmly, overfilling his little body with an intense sexual energy. He needed to exert some of this overwhelming energy or his tiny body would explode from the pressure building within. His numb mind didn't even realize what it was doing as his jaw slowly opened and closed around a clump of warm pillowy flesh, and his teeth sunk into it. Of course, his microscopic teeth weren't nearly strong enough to break the giantess' skin, but Ms. Stone had taken notice of the little pinch she felt above her nipple.

 Ms. Stone gasped and blushed. Adam was such a naughty boy, biting her like that while they were in public. And she could feel his warm little body humping against her and wetting her skin. Her hand swiftly reached up and flicked the center of the tiny boyish outline protruding in her blouse with a delicate manicured finger.

 "Bad boy," Ms. Stone hushed under her breath, careful not to alert any passerby in the hall.

 Adam squealed a muffled yelp, his little mouth still filled with his teacher's sweet and salty skin. Ms. Stone's mighty manicured fingernail had flicked him directly in the butt, almost as if she were encouraging him to press his penis more firmly against her spongey teat as he humped. The head of his cock drug along the little lumps and soft textures of her giant nipple. And the stinging pain he felt in his butt cheeks only seemed to add to his twisted pleasure. He was forced on the edge of an intensely overwhelming orgasm. 

 Suddenly, the blanket of Ms. Stone's bra loosened around his hips and lifted off his upper body, but his crotch remained glued against her large nipple with his backside seated in a few plush folds of her bra padding. The silhouette of Ms. Stone's massive face peered down into his little space with a bemused smirk. They appeared to be in the privacy of her empty classroom.

 "Well, it looks like someone is having fun down in there," Ms. Stone's thunderous voice exclaimed mockingly.

 She bit her lip as she watched her miniature student riding atop her erect nipple, humping it with a needy passion. He looked so adorable and sexy all snuggled up inside her bra and making love to her giant perky breast. At first, she had wanted to punish the boy for biting her. But after seeing him act all cute and needy as he rubbed against her like that, her annoyance was quickly washed away and replaced with sexual fascination.

 "Go on, then," Ms. Stone encouraged breathily. "Finish what you started. We can't have you so worked up in class. So, go on, little boy. Hump my giant nipple and get it out of your system."

 Adam looked at her with a dazed and questioning expression. Ms. Stone simpered down at his cute little face. How could her miniature student look so adorable and innocent even while engaging in such a lewd act?

 "Don't mind me, little Adam," Ms. Stone purred huskily. "I am just here to observe. So, go on. Work that little body of yours."

 Adam blushed bright red and hid his face against the woman's giant body. He continued instinctively humping against his titanic teacher's erect nipple. His hands stretched and grasped at the spongey flesh of her jiggly breast. He peeked up at Ms. Stone's looming face, which smiled down on him, her sharp flushed features like an elegant and divine being. Deep down a part of him knew that this was wrong. He was debasing himself for the sexual amusement of his math teacher, putting on a show for her. But at his current size and level of vulnerability, he didn't feel like a student committing an indecent act in front of his teacher. Ms. Stone was just so gigantic and beautiful. She had to be a superior being. And he was nothing more than her loyal servant, worshipping her perfect body with his carnal display. Anything she wanted, he would give because she was his goddess.

 Ms. Stone's giant finger pressed up against his backside through the soft padding of her bra. The cloth-covered digit repeatedly pressed against his butt in time with his rhythmical gyrations, pushing him to hump harder and faster. His swollen member rubbed along the soft textures in her large erect nipple. It was happening. He couldn't stop his orgasm now even if he tried. His back arched against the plush cotton of Ms. Stone's bra as his liquid arousal spurted onto her smooth porcelain skin. He moaned and shouted passionately, but for his gigantic teacher, the music of his pleasure only sounded like a little mouse was squeaking away within her bra. Her finger continued to caress him through the fabric, stroking him soothingly.

 "So much cum from such a tiny body," Ms. Stone mused under her breath. "Now, let's get you out of there. I have a little surprise for you."

 Her elegant manicured fingers reached into his small space.