Noah woke well before his alarm sounded. He knew that today was a Ms. Johnson day and that he wouldn’t even have to wait until the end of the day to see her. The schedule was back in his favour and they’d be seeing her first thing. He hurried to dress and pack his bag for he wanted to be early and maybe get to see Ms. Johnson and Alexis for a few extra seconds. Every second counted at this point. He even did a few hours of reading on women this past weekend just in case she asked something he might now know the answer to. He didn’t really understand what they were talking about or what the pictures were even trying to show for the most part, it was all so foreign, but it was better than doing nothing. He grabbed his backpack that was leaning against his bedroom desk and hurried down the stairs.
“Mom, could you drive me to school today? There’s something that I really want to work on before class starts and I need to be at the school to do it.” Noah asked his mother who was sitting alone at their kitchen table drinking her coffee. His sister likely wasn’t awake yet and his father always left for work well before any of them got up.
“Good morning to you too, mister.” She said to him in a cheeky voice and her nice, motherly smile. “Sure Noah. Just let me get my things and let your sister know where we’re going. She might want to come with us too.” His mother replied, raising from the chair. She was so sweet, always willing to put his education before herself.
Noah sat down at the table and scarfed some breakfast, anxious to get going, while his mother went upstairs to rouse his sleeping sister. When she returned, he could hear rustling from his sister’s room above.
“She’s going to be a little while yet. Hadn’t even woken up. We’ll head in together and then she can catch the bus later. Are you ready?” His mother asked, picking the car keys off the hook on the wall. Noah felt thankful that his sister wouldn’t be joining them, she always took her sweet time getting ready in the morning and Noah knew she could’ve easily made them late.
“Yep! I’ve got everything right here, ready to go!” Noah said, patting his backpack.
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When he arrived at school, he couldn’t help but notice just how quiet everything was. He was about a half hour earlier than usual thanks to his mother and the buses were just beginning to drop students off. Noah desperately hoped that someone would be in the room early today, whether it be Ms. Johnson or Alexis. Maybe they’d give him a private lesson as a reward for his enthusiasm. But when he journeyed through the halls and arrived at the classroom, he was quite disappointed to find it empty.
“What was I thinking? When have they ever been early?” Noah said to himself. Looking down at his watch, class wasn’t set to start for at least 20 more minutes. Regardless, he took his seat in the middle of the front row and waited patiently for his teachers. He reached into his backpack and pulled out the small jar holding the cricket that he had caught for his science project yesterday. They needed to catch one, study it for a week, and then write a report on their observations.
“I envy you, little bug. All you have to do is admire the world from your jar and enjoy all the food I bring you. I’ll be like you soon enough though.” Noah said to his cricket, stuffing him back in his bag.
“Good morning Noah. How was your weekend?” A feminine voice from behind asked, making Noah jump in surprise. Turning around, he saw the face of Ms. Johnson entering the room, smiling brightly at him. His patience was paying off.
“It was good, thank you. How was yours?” Noah replied respectfully, trying to mirror her smile. He couldn’t help but let his eyes scan her body and she walked towards the front of the room. Today she had on a pair of bright white, skinny denim pants that came to just above her ankles, a loose fitting white plaid shirt with grey and red accents and the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and a pair of white sandals with tall heels and straps that seemed to twirl around her ankles like elegant snakes. Her long shimmery dark hair and big brown eyes complimented everything she wore and added so much warmth.
“Oh it was excellent! Very busy but also very relaxing at the same time! I put together a very special lesson for today that I think you’re going to love! Excuse me, but I just need to use the ladies’ room before we begin.” Ms. Johnson said as she left the room.
“This is going to be great.” Noah thought to himself. Just then, he noticed Ms. Johnson’s bag on the front table, not far from his own. In her haste to drop everything and get to the bathroom, Ms. Johnson’s bag had spilled open a little and Noah could see the shiny metallic device that they had all come to know and love. It was so mesmerizing. Noah felt tempted to snatch the flashlight-like device, shrink himself, toss the device away, and proclaim himself Ms. Johnson’s tiny man forever. There was so much that could go wrong with that plan though.
One-by-one, the rest of the students filed into the classroom and took their seats. Brayden sat to Noah’s left, Gatlin to his right.
“Hey guys.” Noah whispered to his neighbours. “Check it out.” Noah said while pointing towards the device at the edge of their teacher’s bag.
“Is that what I think it is?” Brayden asked. Noah nodded in reply.
“Dude. You know -” Brayden started as he was interrupted by their arriving teacher.
“Good morning class! I hope you all had wonderful weekends! I know the bell won’t be ringing for another two minutes but since we’re all here, let’s get started. We have lots to cover today!” Ms. Johnson said to everyone. When she said “all here” Noah quickly scanned the room and saw that Alexis had in fact arrived as well. When she arrived he did not know, but he felt very glad to see her.
“Let me start with a simple question, how many of you have seen a girl naked before? It can be anything from in person, maybe your mother or sister by accident, the internet, a magazine, or something else. Please don’t be shy because today isn’t a day to be shy.” Ms. Johnson said, pacing through the crowd of students.
A few boys raised their hands, Brayden included. Noah had seen pictures online before but he was reluctant to raise his hand in case she asked him to explain himself.
“Like I said, don’t be shy. This is a friendly room, I’m not here to judge anyone. I just want to know what I’m working with.” Ms. Johnson repeated, still smiling sweetly, her heels clicking on the tile floor as she paced.
Noah decided to raise his hand and he saw a few others do the same. By the end, he figured about three quarters of the class had their hands in the sky.
“Very good! Now for all of you who have your hands up, how many of you have seen this in person?”
In unison, everyone lowered their hands. Not one of them had ever seen a girl like that in person, which wasn’t surprising considering they were all still plenty young.
“Thank you for your honesty everyone. By the end of today, all of your hands will be raised and stay raised. But first… well you all know the drill by now. Everyone please line up and Alexis and I will help you.” Ms. Johnson said to the class as the boys lined up to be shrunken and Alexis walked past them all to the front of the room. While they were waiting to be shrunken a collective murmur was spreading through the class like wildfire. Was she serious? Is she going to do what they think she’s going to do?
After the class had been reduced to their new heights and had been deposited on Ms. Johnson’s desk at the front of the room, Noah took a glance over at his classmates and more than one had a giddy look on their face. Noah figured his excitement was no less hidden than theirs though.
“Actually, before we begin, Alexis would you please help me to move a few desks to the side so we can have a bigger area to work in?” Ms. Johnson said as both she and Alexis slid a few of the front desks to the side walls, opening a large space in the middle of the room. Alexis had chosen a much different outfit than Ms. Johnson today. She wore a loose fitting black silk t-shirt that had a very flowy bottom, light wash ripped short shorts, and black running shoes with pink accents. The boys stood and watched in awe as the much larger women manhandled the desks so effortlessly and tossed several huge backpacks to the side with ease. To them it looked like they were lifting and moving large homes that would’ve weighed thousands of pounds.
After the girls had opened a space in which to work, Ms. Johnson pulled out a large white and light grey picnic blanket from a wooden cubby at the front corner of the room and spread it out on the floor.
“Excellent. I think it’ll benefit everyone if you all learn from floor level today so Alexis and I are going to pick you all up and carry you over.”
In small groups of five, Alexis and Ms. Johnson picked up and transported the boys from the front table to the middle of the room on the picnic blanket. Noah could never get over the feeling of being passed from one place to another, hundreds of feet away in a matter of seconds, the wind rushing past his face like he was riding in a car with the windows down.
When they had all arrived, it took each of them a good minute to adjust to their new world. Sure, being tiny on a desk is a crazy experience in itself, but being on the floor was even crazier. Their world felt like it had been doubled in size. The ceiling felt so much farther away, the picnic blanket made it feel like they were standing in a massive open, snowy field, the desks bordering the blanket each looked like a hollow skyscraper, then there were the two girls who were now standing above them… Ms. Johnson’s heels looked menacing, like her toes would jump out and squish them at any second, or her heel would stab them like a spear. Their legs looked like pillars that kept going higher and higher, like they were going to disappear into the clouds. By the time their eyes made it up to their faces, their heads were craned back as far as they could be, to the point where they were almost falling backwards. Noah even felt a little dizzy as he tried to fathom just how much taller they both really were. He didn’t care to do the math on just how much heavier they would be to them. All he knew is they would be utterly screwed if one of them made even the slightest misstep or tripped on the blanket. When Ms. Johnson took a seat next to the boys, it felt like their whole worlds were being shaken. The floor vibrated when she touched down and they were met by a small gust of wind that her quick movements had created. Noah couldn’t help but think about how the vast, snowy white field that he had just been looking at had been replaced by her massively wonderful butt. Ms. Johnson sat cross-legged in front of them now, not more than a foot away from them, her beautiful face peering over her legs. Alexis had taken a seat atop one of the nearby desks on the side.
“I’ve been told that being on the floor can seem a bit scary and intimidating at first but I hope I’ll be able to take your minds away from that soon. Don’t worry though, Alexis will be keeping a close eye on all of you to make sure you don’t find yourself in any precarious positions.” Ms. Johnson said to them. Noah was glad that Alexis was watching over them but when he looked over at her, he felt his heart rate spike. She looked like the beautiful goddess version of a hungry vulture just waiting to be invited to the party down below.
“Since none of you have ever actually seen a naked woman before in real life, I think today’s class is going to be extremely beneficial. Later in the term you’ll have plenty of opportunities to get your hands involved, but for today we’ll be mostly doing things visually. We may throw in a few interactive exercises near the end though.” Ms. Johnson said. “Today I’ll be giving you all a head to toe lesson on the female body with more emphasis on female genitalia since that’s really what we’re here to learn about. The digestive system, facial features, bone structure, and everything else are all very important but those are covered pretty well in your science class. But I’ve seen too many times where boys will come out of their elementary school health classes having no idea where or what the labia majora, minora, and clitoris are. I completely understand your confusion though. It’s hard to learn from a diagram when you have no idea what the real thing looks like. Many girls don’t even know these things, and that’s also something we’ve been working on. Feel free to ask any questions you have and I’ll do my best to answer them because, at the end of the day, we want you to walk away with a new breadth of knowledge that can be applied in any situation.”
The class of boys watched closely from the soft blanket as Ms. Johnson rose once again, her face now high above, and started to remove her massive white sandals. Noah felt a little concerned as their teacher removed her first shoe since her feet were rather close to where they were all watching from. One momentary loss of balance and the majority of his class would probably be wiped from existence. They trusted her though, at least most of them did. This wasn’t their first time being in a dangerous situation like this one. Noah took a quick glance over at Alexis and she was still perched atop the same desk, eyes focused on them. She didn’t show any signs of interrupting though.
Ms. Johnson took a step back from them and placed her shoes off to the side. Next she slowly unbuttoned her plaid shirt, followed by her plain white t-shirt which had been hidden underneath. She never took her eyes off her tiny class though. Not for a second. Even when she pulled her t-shirt over her head and gave her long hair a flip to the back, she never lost focus on the group of tiny boys in front of her feet. Noah forced his eyes away from the now bra-clad Ms. Johnson and found that the rest of his class were frozen like statues as they watched their teacher strip before them. Alexis was still watching the tiny boys though because when Noah tried to sneak another peak at their TA, he was met by a winking Alexis, followed by her pointing finger telling him to focus back on their teacher.
Ms. Johnson had just finished unzipping her pants and was now pulling them down her long legs. When the pants reached the floor, Noah and his friends all had to squint their eyes a little as the gust of wind that had been created blew against them. When Ms. Johnson stepped out of her pants, nobody was watching her feet. They all watched, mouths agape, as Ms. Johnson stood in a small leopard print thong with the words “Victoria’s Secret” written on the black waistband like a giant billboard. Her thong felt so inviting, so alluring, and there was no denying the action in each and every one of the boys’ pants now. It was a new perspective for all of them. No matter which way Ms. Johnson was facing, there were magnificently elegant curves that were all too visible from the floor. Her butt and hips almost appeared larger and her waist smaller from this angle. One of Noah’s favourite moments was when she was standing nearly directly over them so her solid black bra-covered boobs obstructed all view of her face. Ms. Johnson hooked her thumbs around her waistband and appeared ready to remove them entirely. This was the moment they had all been waiting for. Ms. Johnson hadn’t said a word since she started her demonstration but she didn’t need to. Her body was doing all of the talking.
Just before Ms. Johnson started to remove her thong, she shuffled her feet forward a little so she was standing directly over her class of boys. The view from below was like a dream. Except the picture was crystal clear and wasn’t fading in and out, blurry, not blurry. Noah followed her two monstrous legs, both so wide and so tall compared to his own, all the way to her crotch where her thong hugged the front of her body tightly and then seemed to disappear into the crevice of her butt. Noah thought back to their lesson on cameltoe but he didn’t think he saw any today. He thought that he maybe saw a slight bulge through the fabric but that may have just been his mind hoping for a glimpse of Ms. Johnson’s most private bits.
Just as Noah, and probably his entire class, were feeling the urge to reach down to their own pants, Ms. Johnson surprised them all. In an instant that seemed to last an eternity, the tiny class of boys watched as their teacher unhooked her undies from her hip and let them fall the rest of the way down her smooth legs and onto the waiting crowd below.
“Where did my class go?!” Ms. Johnson asked from above while giggling.
After a brief moment of panic, the boys were met by a strong smell of fresh laundry and that same brilliant scent of fermented fruit they had been introduced to last week. It was both a calming and exciting sensenation. Noah figured that they all clued into the fact that if her thong was on top of them then that meant Ms. Johnson didn’t have anything covering her because they all began working together to lift the piece of fabric off of them at once. It wasn’t heavy for them per se, just tricky to maneuver. Sort of like a giant net and they were the prey underneath.
When they finally managed to remove the thong, they were all met by the most amazing sight they had ever seen. It was better than the Grand Canyon, the Great Pyramids, or any sunset. Noah knew that his mouth literally dropped and his eyes widened ten-fold but he couldn’t care less. All he was focused on was taking in the sight before him. There standing just in front of them was a braless and thong-less Ms. Johnson. How could any of them even begin to put into words what they were seeing. Breathtaking was probably the most accurate term any of them could use. Her pussy looked similar yet different than anything Noah had seen on the internet. Her skin met in two puffy mounds at the middle of the crotch and had a little bit of more wrinkly skin extruding from the gap in between. Her skin in this area was darker and a little bit pinker. He didn’t know what any of it was called but it looked so soft and smooth and worthy of his care. Then he noticed a very small patch of neatly trimmed short hair just above what he knew was her pussy. As his eyes worked up from her crotch, the most surprising feature that he noticed was the large dark circles around her nipples. He had never cared to pay much attention to boobs in the pictures online but now, after getting to see a pair in real life, they looked so much different than he had ever imagined. So much better. His heart was pounding in his chest. His emotions were flying like crazy. Her body looked so much more elegant and refined than his own. This was what a woman looked like.
“Judging by all of your reactions I can tell that you were all telling the truth earlier and this is in fact the first time you’re getting to see… well everything. Let’s start from the top and we’ll work our way down.” Ms. Johnson said while slowly running her finger from between her boobs, down her stomach, and lightly brushing it against her crotch. Ms. Johnson took a seat on the blanket just in front of them, checking twice to make sure everyone was clear below her. “Throughout our entire lesson I want you all to be crystal clear on this, and this is very important. Everyone looks different. There is no “typical” anything. Everyone’s body curves differently no matter how you exercise, everyone’s boobs tend to look different, and everyone’s genitals look very different from one another.”
“We’ll start with the breasts or boobs. Although you may think all sexual fun takes place down below, the nipple and areola, the dark circle around the nipple, are actually very sensitive when touched.” Ms. Johnson said, drawing an imaginary circle around her boobs with her fingers. “But you should never start squeezing like it’s an empty ketchup bottle until you know what feels good for your partner. Start slowly then adjust until you hit the sweet spots. A good way to tell if you’re hitting the sweet spots is to watch the nipple. If she’s feeling aroused her nipple will usually turn from a pale colour to a darker hue and actually grow a little and ‘pop out’ so to speak. If you think about it, this makes sense because when someone is aroused they have a higher rate of blood flow. But a woman’s breasts aren’t just meant to be fun playthings all the time. They do have a very real purpose. When a woman is pregnant her breasts will get bigger in preparation of feeding her baby. That’s right, a woman produces her own milk, called breastmilk, which is extremely high in nutrients for her baby and secretes this post-birth from her nipples. So what do boobs feel like? Does anyone know?” Ms. Johnson asked.
“Squishy?” Brody asked, seeming fairly confident about his answer.
“Good Brayden! And for the most part you’re exactly right. Depending on the size of her breasts they can feel soft and squishy, and usually firmer if she’s younger. If her breasts are larger they will probably feel squishier than if she has smaller breasts. Breasts are composed mostly of fatty tissue and specialized tissue to produce milk so you shouldn’t ever feel anything super solid. If you do, this may be a sign of breast cancer. For that correct answer, would you, Brayden, and the four others standing next to you please climb onto my hand so you can see for yourself just what they feel like?” Ms. Johnson said, placing her hand next to Brody.
“Dang.” Noah thought to himself. He was on the opposite side of the crowd from Brody so there was no way he’d get to be a part of that fun, and he knew he could’ve gotten that question right.
The class watched as the five boys were lifted high in the air, past her crotch, stomach, and finally stopped at her chest. Ms. Johnson placed her hand next to her right boob so the boys could reach out and feel her nipple, areola, and then the rest of her breast. Noah couldn’t help but notice how happy Ms. Johnson looked. He didn’t think she had stopped smiling once and she had her eyes focused intently on the tiny boys in her hand.
“Keep in mind that at your size it probably feels a lot firmer than if you were your normal heights. I think you’ll get the idea though.” Ms. Johnson said as she slowly started lowering the boys back to the floor, careful so they didn’t lose their balance. Each of them with giddy looks on their faces, knowing they were beyond lucky to actually get to touch her boobs. Maybe it was just him getting turned on but Noah could’ve sworn the temperature had just been turned up in the room.
“So does anyone know how to measure breasts?” Ms. Johnson asked.
The room was silent. Nobody knew that answer.
“Not surprising.” Ms. Johnson said. “There are many women who don’t even know how to properly measure their own. This is where I’ll need your help Alexis.” Alexis walked over with a flexible measuring tape, narrowly avoiding stepping on one of the boys near the edge, and giving him a cheeky smile just a moment later. “So you first measure the band size by running the tape around your back where the bottom of the bra’s band rests, then, while keeping the tape level, pull the tape around the front and read the measurement. For me this measurement is 30 inches. Now we take that to a chart to read off the size. The chart goes 28-29” is a 32 band, 30-31” is a 34 band, 32-33” is a 36 band, and so on. So my band size is 34. Now to measure the cup size we do the same measurement but this time across where the bust is the fullest. In this case my measurement is 37 inches. From there we subtract the bust measurement of 37” from the band size of 34 to get 3. Then we look at another chart where a 1 corresponds to an A cup, a 2 is a B cup, a 3 is a C cup, and so on. So my cup size is a C. Then, if we put these two parts together, I should be looking for a 34C bra when I go shopping. The trickiest part to understand is that no boobs are created equal. So even though someone may be a 34C, some women may be fuller, where others are more lifted, and others are lower. In this case, the measurement is just a starting point because a bra needs to also match the shape of someone’s breasts.” Ms. Johnson finished as Alexis walked back and took a seat on the nearest desk once again.
“Does anyone have any questions yet?” Ms. Johnson asked.
The room was silent once again. Noah figured everyone was focused on either Ms. Johnson’s boobs or her crotch and weren’t overly concerned with asking questions.
“I’ll take the silence as a good thing and that you’re still following everything so far. Let’s move down south now to the most complicated bit.” Ms. Johnson said, shifting her legs so instead of sitting cross-legged she was sitting with her crotch wide open. Looking from left to right, Ms. Johnson’s legs were now on either side of the class of boys, sort of like tall, insurmountable walls. The view, though, was incredible. Her legs were almost acting like a funnel towards her vagina. Her huge butt cheeks smushed against the floor beneath her weight, but the fronts still visible below her crotch.
“Another thing that I wanted to mention is don’t be too concerned if you see rolls of fat on a woman’s belly when she’s sitting down like this.” Ms. Johnson said, pointing towards her stomach. “I know I’m not the fittest in the world but it’s nearly impossible to be perfectly tight in this area. Unless you’re someone like Alexis who’s young and fit like an athlete, it’ll probably be an endless battle. So please don’t give your partner a hard time about it in the future.” Noah was pretty sure he wouldn’t have even noticed the small bit of fat on her stomach if she hadn’t said anything though. She was already perfect in his eyes. He did sneak another glance back at Alexis and saw that her face was flushed red, likely from blushing he thought. “God, Alexis is an angel.” Noah whispered to himself, hoping nobody had heard him.
“Let’s chat about the pussy, vag, vajayjay, nether regions, or whatever you want to call it to feel more comfortable.” Ms. Johnson said, tracing her fingers around her crotch. “There is so much going on here that you could probably spend the rest of your life trying to figure it all out. Today, though, we’ll cover everything you need to know and hopefully a little extra. In a future class closer to midterms we’ll have a more in depth chat on female pleasure and a demonstration, but for now we’ll talk mostly about the anatomy. Perhaps the first thing you noticed was the hair, here. This is called pubic hair and everyone has it, even boys. In my case I typically keep everything completely shaven but that’s just a choice I make. I left a little bit here for today to show you what it looks like. There are many girls who have more hair than this and it will tend to cover the majority of the front of the crotch and around the vaginal opening. The hair can be left as is, trimmed, or completely waxed off without any serious health effects no matter what they choose to do. This whole genital area is called the vulva. These two larger “lips” that run vertically up and down on either side of the vagina are called the labia majora, and the smaller, more wrinkly bits in between the two big lips are called the labia minora.” Ms. Johnson said, touching each part while naming them.
“Can anyone tell me where the vagina is?” Ms. Johnson asked.
Brayden, who was standing beside Noah, raised his hand first, beating out a few boys around him.
“Yes Brayden? Would you please come over and show me?” Ms. Johnson asked as Brayden walked towards his teacher.
Noah watched as his friend, who was completely dwarfed next to Ms. Johnson, stood next to her crotch and pointed to an area near the top of her pussy lips. Instinctively, Noah knew his friend was wrong. He had once read that wherever you think the vagina is located, go lower.
“A very good guess! Unfortunately you’re just a tad too high. Let me show you.” Ms. Johnson said as she reached down and spread her lips open with her index and middle finger, exposing brilliant, shimmering pink flesh underneath. Brayden was standing so close to her that he could’ve reached up and touched her had he not been completely entranced by the sight above him.
“Look closely everyone. This here is the entrance to the vagina.” Ms. Johnson said tilting her body forward and pointing towards the lower portion of the vulva between the lips, rather, labia majora and minora if they were being technical. There, they could all see a clear hole amongst the pink flesh. There it was. The holy grail they had all been fantasizing about. It was brilliant.
“Now if we look a little bit higher we can make out the urethra opening right here. It’s pretty hard to see though so you’ll have to take my word on it. This is where women pee from. They don’t pee from their vagina or from their anus as is sometimes the misconception, we pee from the urethra. The opening is significantly smaller than the vagina though so you don’t have to worry about missing the vagina and ending up in there instead.” Ms. Johnson said with a laugh. Noah thought it was funny how Ms. Johnson laughed at that. As funny as it is, that was exactly what he was thinking about when she started talking about her pee hole. Women are mysterious creatures.
“Moving along, if we continue upwards and pull the clitoral hood to the side, we can see here, this little nub, is the clitoris, or clit for short.” Ms. Johnson said. A little nub it was. It looked sort of like a pink pea that was only half visible and directly above the vagina and urethra. “This, class, is probably the most important part of sexual stimulation for women. You know how touching the head of your penis feels really good? Well touching and stimulating the clit feels a hundred times better than that. The clitoris has thousands of nerve endings all focused in just a small area so it’s super sensitive. Imagine if the head of your penis was smaller but had the same number of nerve endings. It would be so much more sensitive. The clitoris is sort of like an iceberg since all the action tends to take place at this single nub, but is then sent through a larger network inside the body just below the surface. Stimulating the clit feels way way better than any sort of vaginal stimulation, and most girls can only orgasm by stimulating the clit. The clitoris is the way to a woman’s heart.” Ms. Johnson said, giggling again. “But don’t be too rough with it because, although it tends to feel really good, really rough, direct stimulation can sometimes hurt it since it’s so sensitive. Think about the feeling of touching the tip of your penis after you’ve orgasmed. It hurts right? That’s the sort of feeling we get if you get too rough. Who wants to try touching it?” Ms. Johnson asked. To Ms. Johnson’s surprise, everyone raised their hand in an instant.
“Hmm. How about you, Calvin? Hop onto my hand.” Calvin Chase, one of two twin brothers, did as he was told and climbed into Ms. Johnson’s hand as he was carried up like an elevator towards the top of Ms. Johnson’s vulva. As she opened the clitoral hood again so Calvin could see the little nub of the clitors again, he reached out quickly, desperate to touch it, like it was some forbidden fruit. When he made contact with Ms. Johnson’s clit, her body twitched back a little in response and she laughed.
“Easy now. Like I said, it’s super sensitive. It feels really good but you need to be gentle.” Ms. Johnson instructed. Calvin did as he was told and touched it lightly the second time. The class watched closely as Ms. Johnson’s body seemed to vibrate a little and her eyes suddenly appeared less focused.
“Good good. As amazing as that is, we need to continue along. Well done Calvin.” Ms. Johnson said, setting her tiny student back amongst the rest of them.
“If we look at the vagina opening again, we can see here, a small ring around the outside of the entry that’s very similar to its surroundings in both colour and appearance.” Ms. Johnson said. “Men are often confused after conventional sex ed classes because they think the hymen covers the entire vaginal opening and this isn’t the case at all. Think about it, if it covered the entire opening, how would one’s menstrual or period blood be able to escape? The hymen often makes the vaginal opening smaller but the hymen can be stretched if an object such as a finger, tampon, or penis is inserted into it. But if that object is inserted too quickly or the hymen is large enough, the hymen will actually stretch and break. If this happens there will be bleeding but don’t worry, the hymen’s tissue is super thin so there’s virtually no damage done. It won’t ever ‘regrow’ or ‘fix itself’ but there won’t be any lasting health concerns for her because of it. From my experience, neither a finger, tampon, nor tiny man has been capable of breaking my hymen entirely. It’s been stretched a fair bit but it hasn’t been completely broken. In other women you may not be able to see a hymen at all because activities such as dancing or horseback riding can stretch the hymen without her even knowing. And some women don’t even have a hymen! The hymen varies a lot from girl to girl so don’t be afraid if you can’t see one.”
Ms. Johnson shifted her position and moved to a squatting position so her class was directly under her.
“If we continue downwards past the vagina, and past the perineum, we reach the anus. This is no different than on men. This is where girls’ poop comes out, or in Alexis’ case, where the remains of tiny men come out.” Ms. Johnson said, grinning. “And if we don’t keep it well cleaned, it will smell just like any other. It’s one of the unfortunate side effects of being human. As a word of advice, I don’t recommend working your way past the anus and exploring the rectum because, since it’s so much bigger than the vagina, you’ll likely be sucked inside and be lost forever. Or at least until she has to poop, but by then it’ll likely be too late because she won’t even be able to feel you inside there.”
Noah couldn’t help but just stare at her body. All of it. Everything was so clean and so well kept. There wasn’t a hair to be found on her legs, on her butt, or anywhere other than just above her vulva and on her head. It was a marvelous sight.
“Hey! Everyone freeze!” Everyone heard Alexis yell from the sideline. They all looked over to see her jump off the desk and point towards the area underneath Ms. Johnson’s rear. Noah then saw what she was pointing to. The two twins, Calvin and Trevor, had separated themselves from the rest of the pack and were now behind Ms. Johnson.
“Do you two want to die? Because that’s exactly what would have happened in a few more seconds. While you two were having a shoving match, Ms. Johnson could’ve easily sat back down and squashed you two like nothing. You need to be more careful!” Alexis warned.
Ms. Johnson picked the two brothers up and sat back down on the blanket, now clear of all tiny students. As they sat in her palm and passed by Noah’s view, he could tell they were each shaking in their boots and scared silly. Noah himself was shaking and he wasn’t even the target of Alexis’ warning.
“Alexis is right, you two. Things happen quickly when you’re tiny so you need to be extra cautious about everything. I’m not going to punish you this time but if you do something like this again, and this goes for the entire class, there will be consequences. I would much rather punish you than accidently kill one of you… Not to mention that I would rather you learn an important life lesson than die today. Be kind to one another. Be kind! They’re just two simple words but you should always live by them, especially in my classroom. They’ll carry you a lot farther in life than pushing and shoving will. Does anyone have any questions from today’s lesson?” Ms. Johnson asked.
The class was still silent, nobody wanted to say a word after what just happened.
“Very well. If any of you ever have any questions, shrunken or not, feel free to come find me. We still have 10 more minutes until the class ends, so how would you all like to do some interactive learning? Let’s break up into two groups. Half will go with Alexis and half will stay with me. Those of you on this half can go with Alexis where she’ll drop you down her panties and you can get your first taste of what that feels like because, and I promise, that won’t be your last time in that situation. Practice makes perfect, isn’t that right? The remaining half please stay with me and you can see what the inside of my vagina feels like.” Ms. Johnson said, beaming from ear to ear.
Noah saw, out of the corner of his eye, that Alexis’ eyes lit up when Ms. Johnson said what she could do with his tiny classmates. As alluring as Ms. Johnson was, he was really hoping he could’ve got to spend a few minutes with Alexis. There was just something about her that was screaming his name. Instead he was assigned to Ms. Johnson’s group where he felt his nerves starting to rise up in his throat.
Without hesitation, Alexis bent down and scooped up the portion of the class, Brayden included, that had been assigned to her and promptly dropped the majority of them down the front of her open undies and walked away, the bottom of her butt cheeks popping out a little underneath her short shorts. She definitely didn’t want to waste even a second. “Damn lucky buggers.” Noah thought. He wanted Alexis more than anything right now, yet she was miles away from him. She could so easily pass as a multi-million dollar supermodel. Her hips popping up and down so majestically with each step, as if she was purposefully trying to tempt him. He didn’t suspect she was though. She was most likely just doing what felt natural to her, and that was a beautiful thing.
“Eyes back over here gentlemen.” Ms. Johnson said, clearly noticing that Alexis had completely stolen the show as she walked away, a handful of their friends now along for the ride with her. “Since you, yes you, Calvin and Trevor, seem so eager, you two can be the first ones to go exploring. How about you practice ‘being kind’ while you’re at it too?” Ms. Johnson gave the brothers a quick wink. Her smokey, big brown eyes would be enough to convince him to be kind, Noah thought.
Noah stood next to Gatlin as they watched closely while Ms. Johnson maneuvered Calvin so she could hold his body between her thumb and index finger and carefully guided him towards her brilliant pink pussy, which was being held open using her other hand. Noah wondered if Calvin was having second thoughts about what he had done earlier to deserve this? Was this even safe? But there he was, trapped within the grasp of their much larger teacher who could probably squish him in a heartbeat if she wanted to, on his way to the place they had all only dreamed of visiting.
“Here we go! Take a deep breath mister!” Ms. Johnson said from above, now in a squatting position above the rest of the students on the blanket, with her legs spread out the sides.
In the next moment, they watched on as little Calvin was plunged into the depths of Ms. Johnson and slowly disappeared from view as she pushed on his bottom, forcing his tiny body deeper and deeper. Noah thought back to Ms. Johnson’s warning about being sucked inside the rectum and lost forever once inside. Would that happen to Calvin inside her vagina? But as if reading his mind, Ms. Johnson promptly answered that question for him.
“So class, Calvin is currently inside of my vagina but don’t get too worried about him. Although you can’t see him, he’ll be perfectly fine for a little while. A vagina is typically about 3 inches deep when a girl isn’t aroused, but when she is, it will lengthen to about 5 or 6 inches deep. Though it does vary quite a bit from girl to girl. Some may be more like 7 inches deep while others are on the low end of 4 or 5 inches. At the end of the vagina, there is something called a cervix. Think of the cervix as sort of an ultra-tight doorway between the vagina and the uterus or womb. Remember that the uterus is where babies grow. The cervix will only open to let sperm pass through or open during birth. You can’t be sucked inside as a tiny man or insert your penis into it.” Ms. Johnson said with another giggle. “I’m working on organizing a field trip for us to see my gynecologist friend later in the semester, that way you can actually see what the cervix looks like. Also, when a woman is aroused, you’ll be able to feel and see a visible difference in… ah!” Ms. Johnson paused for a moment. “Sorry, your friend feels really good! As I was saying, you’ll feel and see a difference in lubrication production when a girl is getting really aroused. You may have heard of a girl ‘getting wet’ before. Essentially she is doing just that. She’ll produce a liquid in her vagina that makes everything a little more slick and comfortable down there for sex. It’s not as much liquid as when she pees, certainly not, but it’s just enough to coat everything. We’ll learn more about what comes out of a woman’s body in a future class though. Your friend is probably starting to struggle with his breathing so we’ll take him out and someone else can give it a go! I think we’ve got time for one more!”
The boys watched as Ms. Johnson slowly pulled Calvin out by his feet and set him back down on the blanket. Calvin laid there for a moment, still trying to catch his breath, while everyone eyed him curiously. He had been to the great beyond and returned, though it looked like he had just ran a marathon. His clothes were nearly soaked through and whenever he moved, his skin would shimmer in the light. This was why they were told to bring a change of clothes. He wondered how the students inside Alexis’ underwear were faring against her body.
“Hmm, who’s next?” Ms. Johnson asked, waving her index finger around. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, let him go. Eeny, meeny, miny... moe.” When she finished, Noah was staring directly at her massive finger, pointed directly at him. He felt his stomach drop inside of him. Never in his life had anyone, let alone a huge, beautiful woman, looked down at him with such interest, such purpose.
“Mr. Knight, are you ready?” His teacher asked.
Ready? How could anyone be ready for this? Sure, he wanted this more than anything in the world, but there were so many dangers involved. He wasn’t even sure what to do once he got in there. What if he did something wrong by accident? Could she crush him by accident? What if he drowned? What if she forgets to take him out? What did he really have to lose though? Calvin had clearly fared okay.
“Yes, Ms. Johnson.” He said. And with that, he felt her squeeze his torso between her thumb and index finger and carry him high into the air. Her squeezing didn’t hurt per se, it felt like when the seatbelt in a car gets locked on too tightly and the driver hits the brakes. When he arrived at his destination a moment later the first thing he noticed was the vast amount of heat that was emanating from her body. It was almost like standing next to a warm heater on a cold winter’s day. Then he snuck a quick glance down below and saw a few of his classmates looking up in suspense. He wouldn’t want to fall at this height, that was for sure. Calvin hadn’t, but he now started to worry that he might slip out of Ms. Johnson, fall, and injure himself. His heart started to race even faster than it already was.
“In you go!” Ms. Johnson said gleefully.
When he made contact and was slowly pushed inside, he couldn’t believe how much warmer it was. It was like being outside on a very hot, very humid summer’s day, but everything was black. It had looked so brilliantly pink from the outside but now that he was inside, it was like all the lights had been turned off. He couldn’t even see his own hand in front of him. Movement was difficult. Weird. Every time he tried moving his arms and legs, the walls around him reacted just the same. Everything was so wet, so slick, so squishy yet solid. It was like he was being hugged from all sides by a huge monster. Then there was the constant heartbeat. Though not pounding in his ears, he knew that he could hear the constant, steady thump of Ms. Johnson’s heart. Not surprising, he thought. He wasn’t really that far from all the organs that powered this magnificent body and her blood was likely rushing all around him, fueling her powerful sex. It was hard to breathe though. Once he had been pushed all the way inside and the doorway seemed to close behind him, air was a valuable resource. He wasn’t even sure which way was up or down. The lubrication that Ms. Johnson had spoken about was getting everywhere now. In his eyes, in his nose, in his mouth. It didn’t taste bad, not at all, but it threw his body into a panic. His body was protesting being in this new environment, probably now realizing just how dangerous it was. But he didn’t want it to end. He’d die in here if it meant even just five more minutes. But end it did. He saw small shards of light seep into his world and then something monstrous grab and pull on his feet, removing him from his home. It was over already? He had only just got started!
“Well done Noah!” Ms. Johnson said to him, now holding him in her palm. Noah looked up at his teacher, the goddess that she was to him, and melted when he saw her warm smile and even warmer eyes peering down at him. He had done it! She wasn’t upset with how he did! He even thought he could see a few beads of sweat on her forehead, even though it really wasn’t that warm in the classroom. Interesting.
Alexis returned from her corner of the classroom and deposited her group of boys back on the blanket beside the rest of the class. They looked just as worn out as he did. Their clothes weren’t as wet as his were, but they had certainly seen some major action. She must have really put them to work over there.
“So class, the bell is about to ring but I really hope you all learned something here today. Even if you only take away a few tidbits of information, we’ll be revisiting a lot of what we spoke about later in the semester. Today was just a single building block on our journey. We’ll put everything to good use sooner than later! Thank you for your participation today and remember, be safe, be kind!” Ms. Johnson said to everyone, just before regrowing them back to their original heights and letting them continue about their day.
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The class, now all restored back to normal, had helped her fold the picnic blanket up and move the tables back to their original places. Noah was among the last of the class to leave, sneaking one quick glance back at Ms. Johnson who was busy packing the magical little device away into her bag. It was strange seeing her with clothes on after just seeing… everything. Clothes were such a tease after today’s class. He, Gatlin, and Brayden were together once again and were just about to pass through the door, when they nearly bumped into Alexis who was trying to do the same.
“Hi Alexis!” Noah said after seeing that both Brayden and Gatlin were seemingly frozen beside him. “What a stupid thing to say.” He thought. “We just spent the entire class with her and all I could say was ‘hi’?” He was feeling a little braver now though. It’s amazing what a class with Ms. Johnson can do for one’s confidence.
“Hello Noah. Did you guys enjoy today’s lesson?” Alexis replied cutely. Then again, everything she did was cute.
“Oh yes, I think I learned a lot! What class do you have next?” Noah said, trying to test out his small talking skills.
“Biology, but I’m already a little behind schedule so I really need to be going! I’m so sorry! Have a good day!” Alexis said, cutting in front of the boys and leaving the room, but not before looking back and giving the boys a quick wink and a big smile.
“Smooth man.” Brayden said to Noah, lightly shaking him by the shoulders for fun.
“Oh shut up and move along!” Noah replied to his cheeky friend, rushing ahead towards the door where Gatlin was already standing.
“Hey guys, did you just see where Alexis went?” Gatlin said to his two distracted friends, looking down the hallway to the left of their classroom.
“Gatlin, what’s your point? I don’t see anything?” Brayden said, looking left and then right.
“In there. She said she was going to her biology class but she went in there instead.” Gatlin said, pointing towards an unmarked door just beside their room.
“Maybe that’s her biology classroom. Did you ever think of that genius?” Brayden said.
“No, he does have a point. All the classrooms usually have a vertical pane of glass beside each door. The only exceptions being maintenance rooms and our sex ed room, for obvious reasons.” Noah said. The three boys were standing next to the mysterious door, puzzled by what could be inside. Just then, the door started to open.
“What are you weirdos doing?” A stunning redheaded girl said to them, emerging from the mysterious room, clearly very sweaty and out of breath. Noah recognized her immediately though. It was Shelby from his bus. When Brayden tried to sneak a peek inside the room before the door closed, Shelby snapped at him. “Hey perv! That’s the girls’ changeroom! Don’t look in there!” Brayden took a step back, his face flushed red.
“I… uh… sorry. I didn’t know.” Brayden said meekly, clearly embarrassed by what had just happened.
“Well you do now, so move along.” Shelby said, ushering them along with her hands.
The trio did as they were told without a second thought and quickly walked away both from the doorway and from Shelby, their hearts thumping. It all made sense now.
“Well there you go. That redhead must have been coming from her gym class and Alexis was probably going in there to use the bathroom. Mystery solved. It’s not a biology class and it doesn’t lead to some mystical dimension. You’re both such over-reactors. Hmm, I think you guys should call me Mr. Holmes from now on. That’s got a nice ring to it.” Brayden said sarcastically, puffing out his chest and walking away from his friends defiantly, all while laughing at them.
“You’re such a jerk, you know that!” Noah said, laughing along and chasing Brayden down, Gatlin in tow not far behind. “Hey! We still need to change our clothes! We look like a walking mess thanks to that class!”
“Maybe you do but I’m never washing these clothes!” Brayden replied.
Giantess World
Chapter End Notes:
Ms. Johnson and gang return! This turned out to be more like a double chapter since there was so much to cover! Hopefully this chapter makes up for me missing last weekend's upload :) The boys have learned a lot in a short period of time but they'll be learning even more soon enough. This chapter was the first time I've ever wrote a scene with tiny men playing with a giant woman so I'm definitely open to hearing some constructive criticism, or if you enjoyed it, just your general thoughts! I've got a really good feeling about the next chapter titled, "A Night with Ms. Johnson", set during the night of this chapter. It may or may not be exactly what you're expecting but it will be packed with fun bits. I'm going to try and stay on a weekly upload (every Saturday/Sunday) but with school starting back up again for me in real life, we may have to shift to a new chapter every 2 weeks. Quick note, Natalia Levesque from Chapter 3 has been changed to Shelby Levesque (there are some more real life memories that I would like to use as inspiration in this story, similar to the Ashley scene).