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As you stepped into the classroom, your eyes widened in disbelief. There he was, your tiny student—shrunken down to a mere three inches tall! He looked up at you with hopeful eyes, pleading for help. You couldn't resist the urge to tease him just a little.
"Do you want me to call your mom?" you asked, amused by the thought of him being so helpless. He nodded eagerly, his small voice barely audible. You hesitated for a moment, wondering if you should really be calling his mom. But then you remembered the mischievous twinkle in his eye when he asked you to help him.
"Alright," you said, picking him up gently between your thumb and forefinger. "But first..."
You leaned down towards his ear, your breath hot against his skin. "Tell me, do you really want me to call your mom?" You watched as he hesitated, the uncertainty written all over his adorable face.
"No," he finally whispered, his eyes filled with fear. "I... I don't want you to call her."
A wicked grin spread across your lips. This was going to be more fun than you had anticipated. "Alright then," you said, placing him on your desk. "Since you're no longer my student, I think I'll keep you for myself."
You leaned over him, your breasts pressing against his tiny body. He gasped as he felt the warmth of your skin against his, the weight of your tits crushing him. You couldn't help but laugh at the way he squirmed beneath you.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" you purred, running your fingers through his hair. "Now that I'm no longer your teacher, there's no reason to hold back."
You bent down, pressing your lips against his forehead. He could feel the softness of your skin against his, the gentle brush of your breath against his cheek. You straightened up suddenly, your eyes burning with desire.
"I think it's time we went home," you said, your voice husky with lust. "There's only one way you're getting out of school now... and that's in my panties."
You picked him up carefully, cradling him gently in the palm of your hand. He looked up at you with a mixture of fear and anticipation, unsure of what to expect next. You smiled reassuringly, even as your heart raced with excitement.
As you made your way home, you couldn't help but fantasize about all the naughty things you were going to do with him. You couldn't wait to feel his tiny body pressed against yours, to feel his warm breath on your skin as he pleasured you.
When you arrived home, you gently placed him on the floor. He looked up at you with wide eyes, wondering what was next. "Come on," you said, pulling him closer to you. "Let's see how much fun we can have together."
