With some difficulty owing to the stuffy smell in Snickers' crack and her farts blasting off at random every few minutes, you managed to fall asleep and this made it easier to let time pass while she went through her classes. All you had to do was endure just one more school day before you got taken back home and could get some proper rest and perhaps get a breather from all of the shenanigans you've been put through thus far.
However you couldn't help but perk up as you managed to hear Lulu's voice, despite the heavy muffling from Snickers' sizable behind. It took some concentration but you could actually make out what she was saying even. Much to your surprise, you found out that instead of Art, she taught Science in this world or universe. A slightly strange twist, but then again Lulu was an intelligent woman, it wasn't such a crazy thing to have her teaching science, though as the creative type, the version of her that you knew shared with you an aversion for numerical subjects.
Once Snickers sat down, the muffling from her immense booty increased and you could no longer hear everything, but you still managed to piece together most of what she was saying, and it sounded like she was teaching something like Biology. You raised an eyebrow when you heard that she was talking about micros, and the class went largely silent. As time went on you were able to listen to whole sentences but you had to really concentrate and tune out everything else.
You heard Lulu say hello to the class. She usually started with a joke but this time she didn't, which you immediately found odd, but then remembered that this was a different version of her. But just as you were thinking about that, she mentioned that the class topic would be more serious today. She went on to say that there's an ongoing awareness campaign since the school has gained a reputation for being unfriendly or not the safest for micros and that this was troublesome, to the point that the school's superintendent mandated special classes to be given about the topic.
Snickers shifted around in her seat, and the changes in pressure from her massive cheeks muffled Lulu's voice for a brief moment before you could listen in again. She mentioned things that were told yesterday in History classes, of which you could only remember parts as Monique's crack was a much more hostile environment, with the hellish rain of her salty sweat splashing all over you, flooding your surroundings at times only to be cleared out when she ripped a massive fart, and she did so over and over a hell of a lot more times. In comparison Snickers had only blasted you a handful of times, which got you to think that maybe this wasn't such a bad change though hers packed a more atrocious smell.
Lulu then began to explain how the existence of micros isn't just a society thing, but a rule that was written across all forms of life's DNA and emphasized how important it has always been for female beings to ensure males are safe, as they'd be doomed to go extinct otherwise. She even mentioned that a few species that did evolve the ability to reproduce without males ended up driving themselves to extinction in a relatively short time. You raised an eyebrow, as even you remembered that in your own world, that was actually a thing... but then again the rules by which life played were apparently far more different.
Just then, you were blasted by a hurricane-sized gust of hot wind as Snickers nonchalantly let another big fart rip. She took advantage of being so blatantly ignored by nearly everyone that she could do this without drawing attention, just like the one you knew.
Lulu then began to explain some interesting aspects about biology and how micros were more than just "very small people". You perked up at this, because you felt that it was really important for you actually know what's up, since you've been guessing and piecing stuff together thus far. She mentioned how micros were proportionately a lot stronger than normal sized people, but the way this strength manifested was mostly in their ability to withstand enormous weights, though they also had a carrying capacity comparable to that of an ant or a beetle albeit scaled to their much smaller size.
Lulu also explained that micros had a lot more stamina, which was an evolutionary measure to allow them to climb all over a woman's body multiple times. Now things made some more sense to you, but climbing Monique's massive body had taken quite a toll on you, but at this point you couldn't tell if it was from you being out of shape by this universe's standards or she was just too thicc, as even you knew that her immense booty, easily the size of a planet in your scale, was definitely a lot to handle, though you were able to rub soap over its vast surface even if it took some time and you didn't get that tired from that, so you got some mixed opinions about this assertion.
It looked like you weren't the only one paying attention, as Snickers began clenching her cheeks after hearing Lulu saying that micros evolved to withstand any pressure from being on a woman's body, and that the bigger and softer their curves were, the better they were for micros, as she then went on to explain that despite being surprisingly hardy, micros had some weaknesses of their own and a big one was temperature, with cold being the most dangerous hazard they could face.
At this point some girls began asking questions, which Lulu was happy to answer. They asked if it was possible to be too big to care for micros, and the thicc redhead teacher laughed, explaining that only extremely well endowed girls could be sometimes heavy enough to cause injury, but only to micros who had the poorest constitution, such as underfed, sick or particularly weak ones in terms of physique. Lulu then mentioned that lacking in curves tended to be more dangerous both from the lack of warmth and cushioning and from accidentally squashing one against a bony surface.
She realized that this question might be aimed at herself, as she possessed one of the largest asses in the entire school and this was known to about everyone. She chuckled and told the class that she recently got a student under her care and that so far, he'd been perfectly safe and comfy while stuffed back there. Quite a lot of laughter ensued and the girls in the class quickly figured out that said student was none other than you. You could even hear Lillian's laughter amongst many others, and Jen sounded like she was annoyed or embarrassed. Snickers remained quiet but she clenched her big booty some more, as if curious about how you were in the depths of her crack.
Another girl asked if things like sweat weren't more trouble for micros for sticking around on a woman's body rather than somewhere else, and this had been after Lulu explained that women's bust and butts were the 'storage places' evolution had designated to keep micros safe most of the time. She laughed once more and she mentioned something similar to what Ms. Coleman had said yesterday, that in ancient nomadic cultures that made deserts their home, their sweat was the thing that was keeping micros from overheating and dehydrating.
This prompted another girl to ask how could micros not get dehydrated from sweat since it's salt water, and drinking ranges from unhealthy to deadly for normal sized people. Lulu explained that micros have a much higher tolerance for salt and that they specifically evolved to be able to process sweat as a source of hydration since it'd be the one they'd most likely find. You gasped in shock and went pale, you couldn't believe what you just had heard: According to Lulu, you were actually meant to drink girls' sweat.
As if to twist the knife further, Lulu explained that women's sweat has many other substances dissolved in it, like certain oils and even minor amounts of collagen that were all highly beneficial to micros' skins, and that those who were regularly exposed to sweat boasted a more youthful look, had healthier skin and generally aged better. She teasingly told the girls in the class that they should let their boyfriends or little brothers know of this fact so that they're not afraid to "face a little bit of sweat" as she put it. You shuddered, these were like the last words you would've wanted for Monique to hear, and you were certain that she was going to get this class sooner or later today. You couldn't help but groan in frustration and facepalm.
The faint vibrations from your groaning and your facepalming motions were enough to give Snickers some slight, pleasant tickles that she misunderstood as you getting comfier in her humongous rear. This made her smile and blush slightly, she then ground her hips on the seat, wanting to feel more of your tiny form engulfed by the immense mass of her cheeks, and her motions dragged you even deeper into her cavernous crack.
"So, sweat is alright, but what about farts?" Lillian asked, raising her hand. Jen blushed hard and facepalmed as she was sitting right next to her, while laughter and snickering could be heard. Lulu herself let out a good chuckle before she answered.
"That's a good question. The scientific community doesn't have a consensus yet, but we have some influential minds like Dr. Rodríguez, who was done extensive research on this and many other micros' health related topics. Her data shows that in some situations they can be quite beneficial, specially at early ages, and the gas in question coming from the mother or sisters" She said "Her data has also shown that repeated exposure to a particular individual's flatulence does help the micro build up some tolerance and even bond with said person"
"See?" Lillian wiggled her eyebrows at Jen while giving her a smug smile, making the Nordic girl groan in annoyance and roll her eyes.
"However, she has also shown that some particularly bad bouts of gas can be moderately harmful, not so much the noise or even the heat, but rather the smell, some micros have been knocked unconscious or even needed to get taken to the hospital after enduring some particularly harsh ones..."
Lillian laughed and glanced at Jen once more, making her blush and cover her face with both hands...
However you couldn't help but perk up as you managed to hear Lulu's voice, despite the heavy muffling from Snickers' sizable behind. It took some concentration but you could actually make out what she was saying even. Much to your surprise, you found out that instead of Art, she taught Science in this world or universe. A slightly strange twist, but then again Lulu was an intelligent woman, it wasn't such a crazy thing to have her teaching science, though as the creative type, the version of her that you knew shared with you an aversion for numerical subjects.
Once Snickers sat down, the muffling from her immense booty increased and you could no longer hear everything, but you still managed to piece together most of what she was saying, and it sounded like she was teaching something like Biology. You raised an eyebrow when you heard that she was talking about micros, and the class went largely silent. As time went on you were able to listen to whole sentences but you had to really concentrate and tune out everything else.
You heard Lulu say hello to the class. She usually started with a joke but this time she didn't, which you immediately found odd, but then remembered that this was a different version of her. But just as you were thinking about that, she mentioned that the class topic would be more serious today. She went on to say that there's an ongoing awareness campaign since the school has gained a reputation for being unfriendly or not the safest for micros and that this was troublesome, to the point that the school's superintendent mandated special classes to be given about the topic.
Snickers shifted around in her seat, and the changes in pressure from her massive cheeks muffled Lulu's voice for a brief moment before you could listen in again. She mentioned things that were told yesterday in History classes, of which you could only remember parts as Monique's crack was a much more hostile environment, with the hellish rain of her salty sweat splashing all over you, flooding your surroundings at times only to be cleared out when she ripped a massive fart, and she did so over and over a hell of a lot more times. In comparison Snickers had only blasted you a handful of times, which got you to think that maybe this wasn't such a bad change though hers packed a more atrocious smell.
Lulu then began to explain how the existence of micros isn't just a society thing, but a rule that was written across all forms of life's DNA and emphasized how important it has always been for female beings to ensure males are safe, as they'd be doomed to go extinct otherwise. She even mentioned that a few species that did evolve the ability to reproduce without males ended up driving themselves to extinction in a relatively short time. You raised an eyebrow, as even you remembered that in your own world, that was actually a thing... but then again the rules by which life played were apparently far more different.
Just then, you were blasted by a hurricane-sized gust of hot wind as Snickers nonchalantly let another big fart rip. She took advantage of being so blatantly ignored by nearly everyone that she could do this without drawing attention, just like the one you knew.
Lulu then began to explain some interesting aspects about biology and how micros were more than just "very small people". You perked up at this, because you felt that it was really important for you actually know what's up, since you've been guessing and piecing stuff together thus far. She mentioned how micros were proportionately a lot stronger than normal sized people, but the way this strength manifested was mostly in their ability to withstand enormous weights, though they also had a carrying capacity comparable to that of an ant or a beetle albeit scaled to their much smaller size.
Lulu also explained that micros had a lot more stamina, which was an evolutionary measure to allow them to climb all over a woman's body multiple times. Now things made some more sense to you, but climbing Monique's massive body had taken quite a toll on you, but at this point you couldn't tell if it was from you being out of shape by this universe's standards or she was just too thicc, as even you knew that her immense booty, easily the size of a planet in your scale, was definitely a lot to handle, though you were able to rub soap over its vast surface even if it took some time and you didn't get that tired from that, so you got some mixed opinions about this assertion.
It looked like you weren't the only one paying attention, as Snickers began clenching her cheeks after hearing Lulu saying that micros evolved to withstand any pressure from being on a woman's body, and that the bigger and softer their curves were, the better they were for micros, as she then went on to explain that despite being surprisingly hardy, micros had some weaknesses of their own and a big one was temperature, with cold being the most dangerous hazard they could face.
At this point some girls began asking questions, which Lulu was happy to answer. They asked if it was possible to be too big to care for micros, and the thicc redhead teacher laughed, explaining that only extremely well endowed girls could be sometimes heavy enough to cause injury, but only to micros who had the poorest constitution, such as underfed, sick or particularly weak ones in terms of physique. Lulu then mentioned that lacking in curves tended to be more dangerous both from the lack of warmth and cushioning and from accidentally squashing one against a bony surface.
She realized that this question might be aimed at herself, as she possessed one of the largest asses in the entire school and this was known to about everyone. She chuckled and told the class that she recently got a student under her care and that so far, he'd been perfectly safe and comfy while stuffed back there. Quite a lot of laughter ensued and the girls in the class quickly figured out that said student was none other than you. You could even hear Lillian's laughter amongst many others, and Jen sounded like she was annoyed or embarrassed. Snickers remained quiet but she clenched her big booty some more, as if curious about how you were in the depths of her crack.
Another girl asked if things like sweat weren't more trouble for micros for sticking around on a woman's body rather than somewhere else, and this had been after Lulu explained that women's bust and butts were the 'storage places' evolution had designated to keep micros safe most of the time. She laughed once more and she mentioned something similar to what Ms. Coleman had said yesterday, that in ancient nomadic cultures that made deserts their home, their sweat was the thing that was keeping micros from overheating and dehydrating.
This prompted another girl to ask how could micros not get dehydrated from sweat since it's salt water, and drinking ranges from unhealthy to deadly for normal sized people. Lulu explained that micros have a much higher tolerance for salt and that they specifically evolved to be able to process sweat as a source of hydration since it'd be the one they'd most likely find. You gasped in shock and went pale, you couldn't believe what you just had heard: According to Lulu, you were actually meant to drink girls' sweat.
As if to twist the knife further, Lulu explained that women's sweat has many other substances dissolved in it, like certain oils and even minor amounts of collagen that were all highly beneficial to micros' skins, and that those who were regularly exposed to sweat boasted a more youthful look, had healthier skin and generally aged better. She teasingly told the girls in the class that they should let their boyfriends or little brothers know of this fact so that they're not afraid to "face a little bit of sweat" as she put it. You shuddered, these were like the last words you would've wanted for Monique to hear, and you were certain that she was going to get this class sooner or later today. You couldn't help but groan in frustration and facepalm.
The faint vibrations from your groaning and your facepalming motions were enough to give Snickers some slight, pleasant tickles that she misunderstood as you getting comfier in her humongous rear. This made her smile and blush slightly, she then ground her hips on the seat, wanting to feel more of your tiny form engulfed by the immense mass of her cheeks, and her motions dragged you even deeper into her cavernous crack.
"So, sweat is alright, but what about farts?" Lillian asked, raising her hand. Jen blushed hard and facepalmed as she was sitting right next to her, while laughter and snickering could be heard. Lulu herself let out a good chuckle before she answered.
"That's a good question. The scientific community doesn't have a consensus yet, but we have some influential minds like Dr. Rodríguez, who was done extensive research on this and many other micros' health related topics. Her data shows that in some situations they can be quite beneficial, specially at early ages, and the gas in question coming from the mother or sisters" She said "Her data has also shown that repeated exposure to a particular individual's flatulence does help the micro build up some tolerance and even bond with said person"
"See?" Lillian wiggled her eyebrows at Jen while giving her a smug smile, making the Nordic girl groan in annoyance and roll her eyes.
"However, she has also shown that some particularly bad bouts of gas can be moderately harmful, not so much the noise or even the heat, but rather the smell, some micros have been knocked unconscious or even needed to get taken to the hospital after enduring some particularly harsh ones..."
Lillian laughed and glanced at Jen once more, making her blush and cover her face with both hands...
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