Scott looked at his phone impatiently. He had been waiting outside of school for Ethan for around ten minutes now, after a mostly uneventful car ride with Jackie and Vicky. “Where is he?” he asked aloud to nobody in particular. Left at the front entrance of the school was only him and a few other stragglers.

Finally, Ethan appeared in the distance. Even at this distance, it was obvious he was abnormally small. He still had his usual late-teens features, but stood at a measly height of only four feet tall.

As Ethan approached him, Scott called out to his smaller friend, “Hey! It’s about time!”

Ethan smiled, “Yeah, yeah. I waited outside your house for like ten minutes before I realised you had already got a ride! What happened there?”

Scott, realising it had been his fault that Ethan was running late, replied simply, “Ah it’s a long story.” Changing the subject, he continued, “So how have you been? You’ve had the virus for how long now? A week?”

“Yeah around about a week. It’s a little scary, I mean how small will I get? You’ve seen Mr. White.” Ethan said as the pair headed inside.

“Yeah I can only imagine how scary it is. How is your Mom taking it?” Scott asked, feeling sympathy for his friend. He prayed that they’d find a cure, but judging by the news it wasn’t looking good. They barely knew how people contracted it, never mind how to stop it.

“I’m not even sure. Ever since Dad died she’s been smothering me, and part of me even thinks maybe she prefers me having the virus - so I’d have to rely on her more” Ethan explained, his tone tired and hopeless.

“C’mon man, that’s just nuts!” Scott replied, hoping to convince his friend of otherwise.

Ethan sighed, “Yeah it is, isn’t it? You’re probably right. I think the virus is just getting to me a little…”

As the two friends made their way along the hallway, they suddenly bumped into Scott’s sister and her friend Vicky. Clashing together in the busy hallway, Vicky shouted, “Watch where you’re going!” Stumbling backwards, she got a good look of who had caused the pile up and groaned, “Ugh! Can’t we just, like, not have to see each other for every second of the day?”

As Scott took a step back from Jackie and Vicky, he replied, “Fine by me! Come on, Ethan, let’s go.”

The pair stopped in their tracks as Vicky grabbed Ethan by the shoulder. “Oh my God, girl! Have you seen Ethan now?” she asked Jackie, turning to face her with the small teenager still in her grip. Jackie, with her face now in her phone, spared a glance at him.

Vicky dragged him closer to her, bringing his body awkwardly close to her exposed midriff. “He’s barely up to my belly button, ha!” she laughed as she held him in place, feeling his slight but inconsequential resistance.

Defending his friend, Scott called out, “Stop it, Vicky!”

The tall and athletic girl shifted her focus to Scott, asking, “What’s it to you? I’m only teasing!” Releasing Ethan, he made no further effort to escape as she ruffled his hair. She continues, “Besides, Ethan and I are cool. Right  Ethan?”

“Yeah, we’re cool.” Ethan calmly replied, trying not to seem fearful to the girl that towered over him.

Moving towards Scott, she squinted at him, “You know… You are looking kinda pale, Scott. And… Oh my God!”

Scott’s eyes widened as he watched Vicky’s expression change to one of pure shock, and glee. “What?” he yelled, confused and a little uncomfortable that her shock was directed at him. He looked down at his shirt, trying to figure out what she was referencing.

He watched as Vicky turned to Jackie, still paying little attention to the exchange. She called over to her friend, “Jackie, stop playing on your phone and look at this!”

“Not now, I’m busy. I’ve gotta keep posting if I wanna stay relevant!” Jackie replied, her face remaining behind her phone.

Vicky responded quickly, “No, trust me. You’re gonna love it!”

Before Jackie could reconsider, Scott cut their exchange short, “Come on, Ethan. Let’s go.” He wasn’t going to stand there and allow them both to be Vicky’s show horses, regardless of whatever she had been so shocked by.

“Aw, you’re no fun!” Vicky teased Scott as she stared directly into Ethan’s eyes, freezing him in place.

Timidly, Ethan asked, “Can we go now?”

“Aw, you’re such a good boy!” Vicky cooed as she patted his head gently. She grinned at him, “Yes, you can go.” The two friends quickly made haste to their homeroom, not wanting to hang around with either of the girls and knowing they were soon going to be late.

Noticing the time, Jackie finally looked up from her phone, “Oh, you got rid of dork boy and dweeb! Thanks Vick. What is it you want me to see?”

Closing the gap between herself and Jackie, Vicky spoke in hushed tones, “It’s Scott… He’s the same height as me now!”

Jackie’s jaw dropped, “Shut up!”

“Yeah I think he’s got it!” Vicky replied, ecstatic at her find.

Jackie’s face lit up as she came to terms with what this all meant. “Oh my God, that would be so awesome! All the bullying and teasing he does at home to me… You don’t know what he’s like! It’s like he’s a totally different person!”

As the pair started walking along past the lockers, Jackie continued, “Here he’s all nerdy and quiet, but at home I can’t go a whole weekend without having to deal with his pranks or his teasing. I can’t wait to show him how it feels!”

“Oh I bet! Feel free to include me.” Vicky replied, her grin devious.

“Oh for sure!” Jackie said, her eyes fixated on a small man turning the corner ahead of them, about to join them on their walk to homeroom.

“Come on ladies, you’re going to be late if you walk any slower!” Mr. White called out to the pair as he passed by them closely. He slowed to their pace for a moment, hoping to get them to be on time for once. He tried his best to be somewhat of an authority, in spite of his size. After having caught the virus months before, he was barely the height of a toddler.

His wife didn’t wait long to divorce him after he had contracted the virus, leaving him for another woman who had apparently been a top female CEO - someone who could support her better than he could. He tried his best to focus on his work, although his students often made that hard for him. He had already been a bit of a pushover, but being so small had certainly made things easier for the hormonal girls now twice his size.

“Hi Mark!” Vicky said to him, ignoring his previous statement to them, as he got closer to them. She continued, “Sorry, I didn’t quite catch what you said. All the loud music I listen to has damaged my young ears.”

“It’s Mr. White to you, thank you! Now if you don’t mind hurrying to homeroom, we’ll be starting shortly!” He quickly countered, maintaining his illusion of authority over them.

“Oh come on!” Vicky moaned, “You’re meant to be one of the cool ones!” She approached him closely, stopping him in his tracks. He stumbled backwards, trying to make a gap between himself and the intimidating teen that towered over him. His back crashed the lockers behind him, the doors clattering as he did.

Stopping mere inches from him, Vicky stood there in her belly shirt and yoga pants, swaying her huge cameltoe as it hung just above his eye level. Mr. White struggled to find his words, scared to move in case he touched her anywhere inappropriate in his attempts to get by her. The hallways now were mostly empty, with almost everyone in class already.

“Hey Jackie, get your head out of your phone and take a looksy over here!” Vicky called out to her friend.

“L… Ladies, please! I’m j… just trying to do my job!” Mr White stuttered, finally finding the words to spare, even if he doubted how well they’d do to save him from Vicky. He looked down at the floor, Vicky’s overbearing presence keeping him pinned in place.

“See! Mr. White’s so tiny he doesn’t even come up to my pussy!” Vicky exclaimed.

Jackie glanced up from her phone, “God Vick, you’re such a perv!”

“Am I wrong though?” Vicky retorted, as she grinned at her friend, with Mr. White still terrified to move only inches from her vagina. He could feel the heat radiating out from it and onto his face.

Turning to face Jackie, Vicky’s titanic, round ass swung around behind her as she squatted slightly, waving it directly in front of Mr. White’s face. As she came to a stop, her ass jiggled dangerously close to his features. “Look, Jack! He’s lower than my butt! I have to squat down slightly just so he can kiss it! Can you imagine what it’ll be like when Scott’s this size? What you’ll do to him?” Vicky asked her friend, paying little mind to the terrified and violated teacher being forced to breathe the same air that floated around her ass. She wriggled her ass slightly as she spoke, her thick flesh bouncing just shy of his face as she did.

Jackie looked at the time on her phone, not wanting too much of an involvement in Vicky’s teasing of their homeroom teacher. “Hey, we’re all gonna be late for homeroom if you don’t let him go. You coming or not?” she asked her domineering friend.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m coming, hold on!” Vicky replied, huffing slightly at how much of a bore Jackie was being. She turned once more to face Mr. White and took a half step towards him, closing the already tiny gap between them. “Oh my God, Mark! You’re so friggin’ tiny you fit between my legs!” she remarked, “Not gonna lie, it’s kinda hot!”

Before Mr. White could even consider ducking and running, in spite of how embarrassing that would be to have to do, Vicky closed her legs. Her thick, but toned, thighs came crashing together, pinning his face between them. Desperate now, he squirmed to escape from between her legs. Lifting his head up for air, he was quickly met once more by Vicky’s hot, fat cameltoe less than an inch from his nose.

He held his breath as best he could but her tight grasp pushed the air out of his lungs, forcing him to soon take a deep inhale. His nostrils were quickly invaded by her potent, feminine musk. As the events were turning her on more, and the moisture between her vaginal lips grew, her scent was giving it away to the small man forced to breathe it in.

“I don’t care what anyone says, I think you’re the perfect height! Don’t you?” Vicky asked down to the quivering man between her thighs.

“P… Please V…. Vicky, we have homeroom now!” Mr. White managed to stutter from between her legs, his fear growing inside of him.

“I don’t know… You feel awfully good down there. Maybe we should skip!” Vicky quickly countered, clutching the hair on his head in hand as she dragged his face upwards towards her spandex covered cunt.

Vicky moved even closer to the locker, almost totally obscuring any vision of the tiny man except from his sprawling limbs.  Muffled moans and cries barely escaped past her thick flesh as he found his face pressed deep into the teenager’s sex.

“Come on, Vick! I think the guy’s had enough!” Jackie said, unable to conceal her smirk. Vicky really had no shame when it came to teasing Mr. White. So far he’d done nothing about it, and she was getting bold.

“Fine!” Vicky grunted, releasing him from her grasp and reluctantly stepping away from the puny man. He fell to the floor, onto his hands and knees. He coughed, tears in his eyes, as he gasped for air on the hallway floor. He was beaten and ashamed.

“Maybe I’ll see you around, Mr. White. Who knows how small you’ll be the next time we run into each other?” Vicky remarked, biting her lip slightly at the thought of it. He didn’t even look up at her as he panted on the hallway floor, struggling to catch his breath or clear his mind of what he had just endured.

Vicky chuckled at the sorry sight of him, “Oh come on, lil’ guy! Tons of guys would kill to be in your position. Man up!”

Mr. White finally forced himself to his feet, not wanting to displease the domineering girl. As he stood up fully, he brushed the dust off his knees and straightened his shirt. “Y… Yes, Ms. Vicky!” he replied obediently, picking his words carefully to avoid anything worse than what had already happened to him.

“Ooh I like the sound of that!” Vicky said approvingly. She gestured in front of her, allowing the small man to walk just ahead of her for the remainder of their trip to homeroom. Mark timidly walked just ahead of the tall pair, feeling Vicky’s dominant and overwhelming presence the entire walk there - a constant reminder of who really was in control.