Still in a daze, Karyn spoke. “Jon, what are we going to do? Didn’t Sarah say something? Something about.. a teacher?”
“Shit that’s right!” Jon leapt to his desk and picked up the stone. “I wish Miss Peters was here on my bed and asleep.”
The stone flashed. Jon blinked a few times and turned back to face the bed. Low and behold, there were 3 shrunken ladies on his bed. Ms. Peters was slightly smaller than the other two girls and still taped to Sarah’s failed paper. The red sharpied “F” across her body along with the note and her “push-up bra tape” made Jon smile quizzically and shake his head. “Crazy bitch.”
From her angle. Karyn couldn’t tell what Jon meant but could make out the form of another woman further down the bed on a piece of paper splayed out in the shape of an “X.”
“Jon, be careful with that thing.”
“I know, I know,” he reassured. “Okay. I wish it would begin to rain enough to wash Karyn’s grool off the parking lot.”
Karyn blushed as another flash filled the room. Just then, the sound of thunder could be heard outside. It was a flash storm. It began to rain rather hard, but not worryingly so. Farther away at school, an empty class looked out into the parking lot as large drops of rain splashed against the window. “I wonder where Ms. Peters is,” said one student. “Weren’t we supposed to get our papers back today?” “Screw that, we got a free period! Besides, she was a total bitch anyway.”
Apparently nobody noticed the shrunken student teacher who had only minutes before been pinned to the bulletin board. It turned out Ms. Peters took Sarah’s words to heart; she was afraid of being discovered by one of her horny male students and become their shrunken human sex slave.. Or worse. Surprisingly, she was well acquainted with size related fetishes as she herself secretly harbored such fantasies. Well, before being shrunk anyway. So rather than cry for help, she remained perfectly still; weeping and pondering the moments that lead up to her being pinned to the wall and what on earth she should do next.
“There,” Jon said before sliding the rock in his desk drawer.
“But what about me,” Karyn whined.
“Oh, I’ve been thinking about what to do with you...”
