Dress Code (Part Two)

That was odd, Daniella thought, as she flicked through the papers. As far as she could tell, these were English quizzes the likes of which that bitch Ms. Clark had her students take on the first day of each semester. Daniella herself had been forced to sit through the humiliation for one of Edna's few small pleasures, and she frowned as she recalled it.

But why were these unmarked papers sitting in a detention room? The dark haired adolescent looked around her again, ensuring that she was indeed alone. But as she paid more attention, she noticed odd objects: a briefcase, a lone cup of coffee, still steaming, and a laptop.

The latter interested Daniella, as she suddenly thought that it may belong to a teacher. What if it held answers to future tests? She could make a mint selling that kind of knowledge. She popped up off of the seat, leaving no trace of the two humans she had eradicated under her hips, and wove her way through the maze of desks towards the laptop.

When she was only a step away, she stopped and squinted.

***

Julia Waters was frozen ok abject horror, having seen what had happened to her two colleagues on the chair. The young woman was laying on her laptop, the cool plastic doing little to calm her down as her world shook with the foot falls of the giantess. Julia had watched as the Cuban girl stood and made her way towards her, thoughts of being crushed coursing through her mind. But then the tan-skinned goddess had stopped, and Julia felt a new level of fear as the two enormous, black-violet eyes fixed onto her.

The 27-year-old didn't dare to move, barely breathing as the colossal creature stared down at her.

***

Daniella was more than accustomed to bugs having grown up in Florida, but the thing on the abandoned laptop didn't resemble anything she had seen before. The minuscule thing was smaller than an ant, and would have been invisible if not for the contrast between it's pale color and the black of the computer.

Daniella took a step closer, bending forward to get a better look, expecting the thing to fly away. But it didn't.

***

BOOM!

The force of her "cautious" step almost lifted Julia into the air, leaving her sprawled on her back with her ears ringing. She scrambled to roll onto her side as the vibrations from the giantess continued to dissipate across the desk.

'Please … you have to help me! Please,' Julia started to cry, her voice was soft, never a loud sobber, but her eyes stung with tears as she pleaded with this immense creature for her life.

***

To her amusement, the bug just seemed to fall over and showed no sign of escaping, so Daniella confidently approached the desk and swung herself into the seat. She placed her elbows on the desk and leaned over to really examine the insect, her body towering over the pathetic speck.

***

Julia cowered beneath the goddess, curling herself into a blubbering, shaking ball. The girl's bare abdomen formed a thousand foot wall against the edge of the desk, and her unimaginably huge bosom loomed overhead like the night sky, waiting to fall upon her. The scent of cheap perfume mixed with sweat radiated from her as her presence engulfed the tiny teacher's entire existence.

Her huge eyes almost glowed in the late afternoon sunlight, the purple tinge growing more visible. Julia couldn't look at both eyes at once, so large and spaced apart were they, but she could certainly lock her haze with one of them. The endless black pit of the giantess's pupil suddenly grew, sucking in as much light as possible like a black hole, trying to ascertain what she was looking at.

Julia trembled, but dared to raise her head, making herself look less like a blob and more like a person. The gigantic Latina continued to lower her face, approaching her prey with the confidence of a predator. The teenager got so close that Julia could feel the rushing air of her breathing around her, her stale breath washing over her like a heatwave.

She waved a hand.

As if struck by lightning, the giantess suddenly recoiled, her torso shooting away from the desk and creating an air current that pulled Julia flat onto her chest.

***

No way, Daniella thought, there was simply no way. Sure the thing in front of her was about as tall as her nail, but Daniella Dominguez had no doubt in her mind that the microscopic speck in front of her was identical in every other way to the new tech teacher. What was her name, Rivers? Streams? Waters? Whatever.

How the hell had her teacher been reduced to the size of an insect? What the hell was she doing in the detention room? And why were there so many other teachers' things here?

After the initial shock had worn off, Daniella started to think. She had found the laptop, which probably belonged to this teacher, and had found a shrunken teacher beside it. What if something had shrunk the woman before she could get away? It then stood to reason that the same might have happened to other teachers. By that reasoning, there could be more tiny, helpless teachers near their own belongings, which seemed to be dotted around the room.

The thought made Daniella smile, and while she wasn't aware of it, the tiny Ms. Waters saw it, and it sent a chill down her spine. This wasn't a sweet smile of a joyful child, nor the kind, empathetic smile of someone about to help another. No, this was the smile a cat would have when it spotted an injured bird, or a wolf with a lost sheep. This was the malicious smile of a predator.

Daniella was definitely going to have to investigate her theory, but she hadn't quite answered all of her questions about Ms. Tech teacher yet. After all, she looked pathetic enough at her size, but what use was finding more of them if she didn't know what they could do? What if shrinking had turned their minds into mush? She would just have to find out.

The giantess leaned forward, bringing her grinning face back toward Julia. She raised her hand, sticking out a single finger, the size of a skyscraper, and pointed it at the tiny woman. Suddenly, the finger shot forward and Julia screamed, throwing herself out of the way. The giantess's nail tapped the the laptop a few millimeters from where Ms. Waters had been, but dangerously close.

'What are you doing?!' Julia wailed, and to her utter despondence, the gigantic girl's smile broadened. She was toying with her! In fact, Daniella was seeing just how human her little prisoner was. She had established from the hilarious little performance that the little bug could still feel fear, but next came the fun part.

'Wait a minute, what are you doing?! Hey!' Julia screamed, trying to crawl away as the teenager's finger rose an inch into the air. The Latina moved the digit slowly this time, stopping over the puny woman. As Julia tried to crawl out of its path, the finger followed her with ease. Ms. Waters didn't have to be a genius to know what was coming next.

'No! Stop! Please! I'm begging you! Please …' she hollered, his eyes wide with terror and her chest heaving with sobs. The 27-year-old rolled onto her belly and tried her best to scurry away, clawing at the laptop to drag herself out of harm's way. But she hardly moved more than half a centimeter. Not enough.

Daniella's index finger stopped just shy of the laptop as her nail clicked onto the tiny woman's legs. The tip half of Julia remained outside the nail's width, but her bottom half was obliterated instantly. The wet squelch was audible only to the tiny woman, but she quickly drowned it out with her own shriek of agony. Julia had never felt so much pain as when her legs were compressed into a fine paste under the cruel student's nail, her bones shattering under the immense pressure of the gentle poke.

Julia felt like she was going to black out from the overwhelming pain, her body cut in half and bleeding from the ruined bottom. Her breathing started to get ragged as she lost blood, her vision starting to tunnel and darken at the edges.

Daniella giggled at the helpless creature as it's limbs spasmed. She couldn't hear the pathetic wails as Julia here quieter, the life draining out of her. She was stirred as new torment befell her, as the teenager lifted her nail off the surface, and to her amusement, the tiny body rose with it.

Julia's torso hung limp, stuck to the goddess's nail by the mangled remains of her pelvis and legs. She felt nauseous, but had precious little fluid in her body to afford vomiting. The Latina raised the broken woman to her eye, inspecting her handiwork up close.

She could see tiny twitches but guessed that the bug must have been dead. She lost interest and started to ponder what to do next. Her finger dropped and she subconsciously wiped the remains of Ms. Waters on the inside of her thigh.

Unfortunately, Julia had still been clinging onto life, and she felt the first excruciating moment of her body being pressed into the soft, warm sea of the teen's thigh, before the pressure literally popped her like a grape. Daniella wiped the puny red stain along her leg towards her crotch, and in a moment, the gore was too spread out to see, with microscopic bits of the murdered woman lost on her tan skin.

Well, that cleared up the second question that Daniella had had: the tiny things could feel pain. With that cheery thought in mind, her focus shifted to another more enjoyable idea. She wondered if Professor Adams was in the same state as the tech teacher had been? After all, it was he who made her come to detention, so it was only fair that she made sure he knew that she had come.

***

Karl Junger felt sick. He was as three desks over, and couldn't quite see what had happened, to the tiny Ms. Waters, but was able to work it out from what the giantess was doing. He had watched, helpless as she inspected something small, then poked it, and finally wiped it away on her leg. Karl could only imagine what the new teacher had experienced at the hands of the malicious girl, but he could think how someone could do such a thing to another human.

He was angry, but that sentiment was easily outweighed by the fear he felt for the immense Cuban girl and her clear taste for cruelty. He stood on his desk, nothing but a cup of coffee to hide behind, staring at the murderous young woman who seemed to be contemplating something.

Suddenly, her head snapped up and turned briskly towards him. Karl immediately threw himself behind the mug, his heart racing. Had she seen him?.

Maria Gomez was less worried about having been seen, as the giantess looked straight over her, hiding in plain sight on a stack of Spanish papers. The gargantuan girl seemed to be focused on the desk next to her, where she guessed that Herr Junger was stranded. Maria didn't care how this had happened, but after watching the little brat brutalize Ms. Waters, the Spanish woman, wanted to escape the same fate at any cost. Even if that meant feeling grateful for the giant bitch spotting her colleague if it meant that she could live.

Maria was already wearing a white top with a dark skirt, and laying flat on the paper, she tried her best to blend in with the pencil marks, hoping that she would go unnoticed. He tried to slow her breathing and stay as still as possible as she heard the deafening boom of the giantess getting up.

Señora Gomez opened her eyes to peek at what was going on, praying that the titan wouldn't see her. She watched with her head still as the colossal figure rose before her. With Daniella standing, the minuscule teacher found herself staring across the desk at her crotch, the bottom of the panties poking out from under her inappropriately short skirt.

BOOM! BOOM!

The white frills of the skirt swayed as the giantess stepped towards Maria's desk, her torso towering high overhead. The Spanish teacher was trembling with a mix of fear and the earthquakes that the girl was generating, but she forced herself to stay still, to stay hidden.

***

Daniella could have sworn that she had spotted something one desk over to her left. She had seen the slightest twitch next to a mug and she went to investigate. Planting her feet apart, she leaned gingerly over the desk immediately in front of her to take a closer look at the mug, without getting too close to alert the little bug she hoped she would find.

***

The shadow grew over Maria, but she still refused to move. She heard the creaking of the plastic as the goddess's weight transferred onto the desk via her hands, but tried her best to hold her nerve. Finally, when the suspense became too much to bear, Señora Gomez opened her eyes and shot to her feet … or at least tried to.

At that moment, Daniella's humongous breasts reached the desk, as she leaned over the surface with her eyes on the mug. Maria hit her head against the curve of the teenager's enormous left breast, getting knocked back down a mere millisecond before her bra touched the plastic. Daniella's bosom came to rest on the desk, the weight of the planet sized tit pushing down on the screaming woman.

Maria's cry was smothered against her lips by the massive boob, suffocating her before her powerless body succumbed to the pressure and exploded. As Daniella finished leaning, her bosom spread out on the desk, squashing down under her weight and splattering the tiny Spanish teacher against her tank top. Craning her neck from side to side, the giantess saw what she had been looking for and rose, lifting the gored remains of the woman she had just crushed under her tit.

As Daniella Dominguez started to walk around the desk, she never noticed the little red dot on the paper where she had squished Señora Gomez, her blood soaked into the page between two words like a sadistic punctuation, marking the end of the teacher's life.

***

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

Karl Junger pressed his back against the warm coffee mug, praying that he had not been seen. His heart almost leapt out of his chest when he felt the giantess approaching, and her leg materialized beside him. He looked up the long, tan thigh, under her mini skirt and at the profile of her ass, easily the size of a building. He followed her body up to her bare abdomen, noticing a small beauty spot just below her ribs. Her ruffled, black tank top contained breasts the size of planets, sticking out in front of her with impossible perkiness. He looked up the side of shoulder and her neck, to see her face.

Karl's face went pale as he watched the giantess's eyes fix onto him, the deep violet eyes trapping him. He thought for sure that he would be doomed. But she didn't stop.

Daniella winked down at the pathetic form of another shrunken human, certain that they would have been staring up at her. She left the worthless insect for the moment, having zeroed in on her target. She walked up to a desk where a tweed jacket had been meticulously folded over the back of the seat. A jacket she recognized as belonging to the man who had given her detention.

***

Professor Ian Adams was petrified.

He stood in the middle of a desk that was as large as a small town in rural England from whence he had come, waiting helplessly as the nearly 10-miles tall adolescent girl walked over to him. The giantess walked around the desk, allowing him to truly appreciate how enormous she was compared to him, before taking a seat at the desk.

Daniella's huge elbows came to rest on the plastic, her arms crossed in front of her, which made her boobs look even bigger as they were pushed up on her forearms. She leaned forward, beaming down at the insect before her, towering over the little creature.

'WELL, WELL, WELL, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?' her sickly sweet voice boomed, deafening Ian as he fell to his knees, clutching his ears.

'I CAN'T SAY I CAN MAKE OUT WHO YOU ARE, BUT I DEFINITELY KNOW YOUR JACKET, PROFESSOR ADAMS,' she sneered.

'YOU WANTED ME IN DETENTION, SO HERE I AM. HOW FUNNY THAT I WOULD YOU LIKE THIS THOUGH!' her voice rattled around his head no matter how deep he pressed his fingers into his ears.

'AND YOU SAID THAT IT TEACHER AS BECAUSE I WAS DISTRACTING THE OTHER STUDENTS WITH MY CLOTHES? I THINK YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE DISTRACTED BY ME, PROFESSOR,' she giggled.

'I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, LET'S TEST YOUR THEORY,' the giantess tilted her head to the side, letting a few locks of her curly black hair dangle down the side of her face and onto her shoulder.

'I'M GOING TO FIND AT LEAST TWO OTHER TEACHERS IN THIS ROOM, AND GIVE THEM A TASK TO COMPLETE. IF EITHER ONE OF THEM DOES THE TASK WITHOUT GETTING DISTRACTED BY ME, I'LL LET ALL OF YOU GO,' Daniella sang.

'OTHERWISE …'

THOOM!

The 17-year-old's gigantic fist slammed onto the plastic desk, almost denting the flimsy material. Regardless, the sheer sound of the impact almost burst Ian's tiny ear drums. The force made his insignificant body leap into the air, landing awkwardly on his back as the shaking surface shuddered to absorb the impact.

'SOUND FAIR? GOOD,' Daniella grinned, both she and her tiny captive knowing that he didn't have a choice.

Professor Adams looked up at the gleeful goddess, her bright smile beaming down over him as she almost shook with excitement. She was enjoying this. It made him feel sick that this brat was taking pleasure at the expense of people's lives. How could she not understand that what she was doing was wrong? Still, looking up at the Latina, her immense breasts forming a mountain range over her folded arms, he had his own thoughts that would have been ethically questionable.

Despite his rapidly growing hatred for his student, Ian found himself adjusting his now tiny glasses to focus on the girl's body. He could feel his dick hardening in his pants, mercifully too small for her to see. He didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that he was attracted to her even after what he had seen her do.

Despite his best efforts, nothing could rub the smirk off of the newly empowered goddess's face. She stood up from the seat, keeping her torso over the desk, and exposing even more of her already ample cleavage to the tiny, embarrassed man.

She slipped out of the desk-chair combo and gingerly stepped towards the next table, keeping her eyes on Professor Adams. Just before she got to it though, she glanced down at the coffee mug, right at the puny man that was cowering beside it.

***

Karl Junger froze, his blood turning to ice as the sadistic goddess laid her eyes on him. He had heard every word that she had said, and each one terrified him. He didn't try to run. Karl knew that there was nowhere to go. All he could do was pray that the titanic teenager's game didn't get him killed.

The dark-haired beauty stopped beside the desk, her hungry gaze all over him. She bent forward lowering her chest further than she needed to in order to reach for her target. She knew exactly what she was doing, as she felt the mini skirt ride up her lower back and flash her full, tight ass at Professor Adams. The tiny man couldn't help himself as her bright pink panties shot up her ass crack, and the perky buns dared him to touch himself. Ian almost forgot that the gigantic girl was about to torture his colleague … or maybe he didn't care.

Meanwhile, Karl covered his head as the Latina's enormous Fingers opened towards him. He waited to feel her clobber him, but instead the train like digits grasped the mug behind him.

The tiny man tumbled to his knees as she raised the massive receptacle with divine ease. She brought it up to her face and sniffed the aroma of the bitter, filter coffee. Unfortunately for Mr. Junger, she liked her coffee black.

'OKAY, WHOEVER YOU ARE,' the goddess boomed down at the German teacher, not even bothering to learn who he was, 'I'LL EXPLAIN THE RULES. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO …'

She lowered the mug down to the level of the desk, just beside Karl.

'IS STAY AFLOAT.'

With a sudden flock of her other hand, Karl was battered across the top of the desk, hurtling over the edge and down into the waiting mug. The force of the impact shattered his left shoulder, but he had little time to experience that particular pain, as his body splashed into the warm, dark brown liquid. Karl's head went under as his momentum carried him down into the depths of the mug.

The coffee stung his eyes and the lukewarm drink felt hot on his skin. He tried to thrash with his arms, but his left arm refused to move. He bit his lip as pain shot through his broken shoulder, and started to kick with his legs. He couldn't see where he was going, but he prayed that he was going up.

***

'I SURE HOPE HE DOESN'T DROWN RIGHT AWAY, OTHERWISE WE WON'T HAVE A GAME TO PLAY, WOULD WE, PROFESSOR,' Daniella purred, turning in her heels so that she faced the man. Ian blushed as his hand shot away from his minuscule dick, and he prayed that the goddess hadn't spotted him. In truth, Daniella didn't care that the pathetic little pest was jacking off to her. She was enjoying her game far too much to bother with that.

'NOW THAT'S BETTER,' she grinned as the speck that was Mr. Junger surfaced, gasping for air in the lake of coffee. Karl was a strong enough swimmer to stay afloat despite his busted up arm, but he was going to tire eventually. He wondered how long the sadistic girl would make him suffer, and on cue, she answered him.

'BUT I CAN'T EXPECT YOU TO TREAD WATER ALL DAY, CAN I? SO ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS STAY IN THE CUP WHILE I POUR THE COFFEE OUT. EASY RIGHT?' Karl didn't like the sound of that one bit, but at least it would give him a target, a goal to reach. Once the coffee was gone, he would be safe. He waited for her to walk to a sink, but instead she raised the mug.

'NOW, THE PART WHERE I DISTRACT YOU IS THIS: I'M GONNA POUR THIS COFFEE OUT, RIGHT INTO MY MOUTH!' Daniella almost laughed at her own wicked humor, showing the half drowned Mr. Junger a cruel grin which took up the entire mouth of the cup.

He felt the mug tilting as the liquid stayed level but the walls of the container shifted. The opening far above him was filled with the underside of the teenager's nose, and suddenly, a colossal upper lip materialized near the rim. Next a row of teeth reared its head, also along the rim of the mug. Finally, a dark pit appeared as Karl Junger took a look into the giantess's mouth. The coffee was crawling up the side of the mug towards the cavern.

The mug tilted and the rising liquid shot into the hole. The sudden current caught Karl off guard and he was sucked along with it. The German man turned sharply, wincing in pain as he used his good arm and legs to kick against the tide. The bitter liquid burned his mouth and nose as he swam for his life, feeling himself get closer and closer to the black hole of Daniella's mouth.

***

Ian watched in horror as the humongous girl chugged down the coffee with the tiny man inside it. He couldn't see if she had already swallowed him but she kept going, savouring the thought of the pathetic insect fighting to stay alive.

Karl huffed and puffed as he pushed himself as hard as he could, but the 2-millimeter tall man was no match for the power of the waves of coffee as they dragged him along the side of the cup. He glanced back with one final effort, just as he was sucked into Daniella's mouth. He still tried to swim, but the current threw him against one of her teeth and his neck snapped on impact.

The microscopic man vanished in the flow of dark brown liquid as it sloshed around the 17-year-old's mouth before being flushed down her throat. Karl's body was too small for the girl to even notice, swallowing him without a care in the world. When she finally felt the coffee stop, she tilted the cup back down and looked happily into the empty space. She guessed that the helpless little creature must have been in her belly by now, his body dissolving as she set the mug down.

'OH NO,' Daniella said in mock surprise, 'IT LOOKS LIKE I DID DISTRACT HIM, PROFESSOR.' She slammed the mug down on the desk.

'OH WELL, ON TO THE NEXT ONE,' the goddess shrugged, spinning on her heels and making her skirt rise. She turned her attention promptly to the desk behind Professor Adams' and more specifically, to the tiny redhead that she had spotted on it.

***

Grace Gallagher was shaking after having watched the barbaric display of cruelty. She was sitting with her back pressed against the little wall at the bottom of the slightly slanted desk. Normally the centimeter tall barrier would stop  papers from slipping off onto the user's lap, but for her it was like a shred of security in a horrifying world. She started to shake her head in disbelief as the gigantic Latina glanced over at her.

'No, No, please. Please don't do this, please,' Grace choked back a sob, her eyes filling with tears and her breathing getting faster, 'Please, please, I never did anything to you, please, please!'

Daniella didn't hear any of the puny insects' pleas, but she did spot something on the desk that she could use.

'I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, I'LL MAKE THIS ONE EVEN EASIER,' she boomed, reaching down and picking up a pencil. The huge column of wood and charcoal was at least a hundred yards long and she probably a thousand times Grace's weight. Yet the giantess moved it so easily along the desk, lining it up with the top of the desk, right in front of the tiny woman.

'Please, please, I'm begging you,' Grace cried, 'I'll do anything you want, please, please don't kill me.'

'I'M GOING TO GIVE THIS ONE A FIGHTING CHANCE, AND I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO TRY TO STOP HER,' Daniella explained, 'ALL THEY HAVE TO DO IS GET OUT OF THE WAY.'

Grace didn't understand. Not until the goddess released her grip on the pencil. The hexagonal column started to roll, following the slope of the desk as it turned once, then twice, picking up speed. Grace realized instantly what was happening. She tried to get to her feet, but she slipped in her own haste.

The clattering of the pencil was deafening, despite being only a slight noise for the giantess. Grace bumbled around in a panic, before giving up and opening her mouth the scream.

'Nooooo, please ….'

CRUNCH.

Ian winced as he heard the pencil hit the barrier at the bottom of the desk. The wooden side smashed the body of Grace Gallagher against the block, her torso and head exploding in an impressive splatter as the force of the rolling pencil shattered her skull. The gory display would have had a sickening gravitas had it not been the size of a pinhead.

'OOPS,' Daniella shrugged as she turned away from Grace's mangled corpse, 'I GUESS SHE DIDN'T GET OUT OF THE WAY IN TIME.'

Ian's chest fell. He had been so enthralled by the sinister succubus, that he had almost forgotten the consequences of her most recent murders. They had failed her game. And through no fault of his own, so had he.

Daniella took a menacing step towards the desk and her tiny, helpless professor. Her smile was as wide as her face now, and her eyes sparkled with a mischievous energy.

'WELL, WELL, WELL. I GUESS YOU WERE RIGHT: I AM DISTRACTING, AREN'T I?' Daniella laughed, oblivious to the half dozen people she had killed, 'BUT I GUESS YOU LOST MY GAME, SO I'M GOING TO HAVE TO PUT YOU IN DETENTION. BUT WHERE TO PUT … I HAVE JUST THE PLACE!'

The delight in Daniella Dominguez's voice did not go in noticed. She stepped back over to the desk and stood with her legs spread, her hands on her hips.

'YOU'VE BEEN A REAL ASSHOLE TO ME TODAY, PROFESSOR, AND THAT GAVE ME THE PERFECT IDEA OF WHERE TO PUT YOU FOR YOUR DETENTION.'

Before Ian could move, her fingers slammed onto the desk on either side of him, the impact knocking him over. In a flash, the firm pads of her index finger and thumb sandwiched him from either side and gently lifted him into the air.

Daniella was being extra careful not to crush her victim prematurely. After all, she wanted him to suffer. She swung him through the air around her hips, showing him the full scale of her waist. She stopped at the middle of her back, holding him miles above the ground in front of her cute, round ass.

'ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR DETENTION?' Daniella giggled. She didn't care if the tiny man could even hear her. All she wanted to do was make him feel it.

Ian groaned, his aching body wedged between the sadistic teen's fingers. She held him behind her for another moment, hoping he could see where he was about to go. She even wiggled her ass for the little pervert. But like all good things, keeping him in suspense had to come to an end.

With her spare hand she plucked her hot pink panties from her buttcrack and shifted it to the side. Ian gasped as he looked right down into the Latina's ass, the immense canyon growing as she spread her cheeks.

With a sudden jolt, her fingers shot forward and Ian rushed towards her backside. He cried out, but the puny sound was smothered as he disappeared into her crack.

The heat between her buttcheeks was stifling and the giant cheeks blocked out all the light. The heavy scent of sweat forced its way into his nose, laced with a sub note of faeces. He was pushed deeper into the young woman's backside until he felt his body being pressed into her asshole. The tight, stinky flesh was as hard as concrete, and coated in a warm, sticky slime, a mixture of drying sweat and natural lubricant.

Ian felt the fingers release him, but he remained stuck to the nasty ring of flesh. As Daniella's hand emerged from her buttcrack, her tiny captive remained stuck inside. The giantess released her panties, allowing them to snap back into place beneath her skirt. Smirking at her handiwork, she turned to leave Room 202, bending down to pick up her handbag.

***

Ian was pushed against the goddess bunghole. He tried to push his face away from the awful stench, but suddenly he felt a pressure behind him. The fabric of her panties snapped back and held him firmly against her anus. He could feel the pressure starting to squeeze him too tightly to breathe. Even so he tried to suck in the filthy air around Daniella's asshole, just to stay alive. He took a deep breath … just as she bent over.

PFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRT.

The roaring sound of the fart was deafening as a her of boiling hot air ripped into Ian Adams. The sheer force of Daniella's fart burned the skin off of the tiny professor's body, his limbs ripping off as his neck snapped backwards. His body was vaporised by the hot, relentless gas. The gory particles of his carcass were mixed with the particles of the Latina's shit as he was sprayed into the cotton panties that were wedged in her buttcrack.

As she straightened up, the pathetic little man was gone, reduced to a mist of blood and shit that was now soaked into her underwear. She had already forgotten about the rotten little man as she walked out of the room, leaving the door open, inviting anyone else inside to witness the site of her murderous fun.

She smirked as she thought, at least she wasn't the only one who had had a shitty day!

***

Jason White's heart was pounding. He had been pressed against the skirting beside the door for almost an hour, praying that the twisted giantess didn't come back. He waited until he was sure that she was gone, sure that the school was empty, before daring to venture out of the room. He took a deep breath and spirited out into the corridor.

Jason needed to get out, to find someone else to help him. He had a wife and two children, and they would want to know what happened to him. He had to find the media, to tell people what he had witnessed. He had to go to the police, to find justice for the murdered teachers. He had to …

BOOM.

The cleaning lady didn't notice the speck that was creeping its way across the floor. Her rubber shoe splattered him against the linoleum without the slightest difficulty. The shoe slipped a little under the overweight woman's weight, smearing Jason White's remains in the corridor of Munro High School, erasing the last witness to the heinous crimes of a sadistic teenage girl.