You free fall for a terrifying amount of time until you land with a thud on a hard table. You’re a little stunned, but the impact wasn’t nearly as painful as you thought. As you get up, you ponder if Touko’s serum has made your body more durable too. After surveying the room, you notice that you’ve fallen into someone’s dressing room, and you’re currently standing on their vanity table. You spot a nearby poster of Candace Bell, a.k.a Bad Teacher, wearing a sultry school teacher’s outfit and giving the viewer a harsh look. You figure this is her room. You realize this might be the last place you want to be right now. If she’s anything like Becky, Patty, or any of the other crazy women you’ve met here so far, then she likely won’t take kindly to a tiny, naked man in her room, even with a reasonable explanation. You look across the room and spot a door cracked open, leading to the hallway. Maybe you can find your way back to your room (and a change of clothes) through there. You just need to sneak out before anyone can notice yo--
“Hmm? Is someone there,” you hear a female voice ask from a nearby closet. Crap! That must be Candace. She must’ve heard you when you fell just now. You panic as you hear footsteps approaching. You try and find some cover, but the table is practically empty right now. There’s nothing for you to hide behind. Before you know it a beautiful brunette in glasses, her hair tied into a neat bun, steps into view as she searches for the source of the thud she heard, and you’re flabbergasted by what she’s wearing: a short, sheer robe that clings tightly to her curvaceous figure, stopping just above her wide hips, and does nothing to hide the blue bra and panties she wears underneath. Candace apparently just got done changing into an outfit she can relax in, and what an outfit it is.
In your distraction, you notice a little too late that Candace has spotted something (namely, you) moving on her table. “What the…” She adjusts her glasses to get a better look, and her eyes widen when she realizes it’s a tiny, naked man. You gulp when you see her look of surprise give way to a determined glare, letting you know she’s none too happy with the intruder in her room. You think about making a break for it by jumping off the table, onto the chair, then onto the floor, and just booking it for the door before Candace can catch you, but she quickly blocks that route by sitting in her chair, getting ready to nab you before you scurry off. Panicked, you quickly run to your left, but Candace quickly drops her arm onto the table to barricade you, then she quickly does the same with her other arm as you try to escape the other way. “Nuh-uh. You’re not going anywhere,” she declares. In a split decision, you try to leap off the front of the table again, hoping you can squirm past her body on the way down, but Candace counters by quickly plopping her massive breasts onto the table, letting you run into them. You sink in her cleavage for a moment before bouncing off them, landing on your butt. Between her arms, tits, and the mirror behind you, Candace has you trapped. You anxiously look up at her, hoping she’s not as bad as she seems, but the intensifying glare she’s giving you tells you otherwise.
“H-hi there,” you finally say. “S-sorry to drop in like this, hehe.” You hoped a little joke might lighten the mood.
Candace isn’t amused. “Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here,” she asks sternly.
“It’s...complicated,” you answer meekly, trying not to ogle the giant, angry, half-naked woman in front of you.
“I’m all ears,” she says, still glaring at you.
“I’m Tom,, the new guy.”
Candace huffs. “Oh, right. Touko mentioned you, though she didn’t mention you’d be so small.”
“That’s because she injected me with some weird serum that makes me shrink, as my gimmick, and I--”
“Thought you could use your shrinking power to sneak in my room and peep on me while I relax,” Candace interrupts, believing she’s pinpointed your true motives.
“Yeah!...wait, WHAT!? No, I didn’t!”
“Oh really,” Candace asks suspiciously as she leans in, bringing her breasts dangerously close to you. “Then why are you naked, and how do you explain this?” As you try to defend yourself, Candace quickly flicks your erect cock with a finger, making you wince. I bet I caught you just before you were about to start jerking off.
“L-look, Candace. I wasn’t. I-I was just trying to--”
Candace interrupts by grabbing you in her palm as she stands up. An evil smile appears on her face while she keeps fondling your cock with a finger, taunting you and making you squirm. “Don’t try to weasel your way out of this, little Tommy. You’ve been a naughty boy,” she chides, an air of sultriness appearing in her voice. “And naughty boys need to be punished.” Candace places your body on her chair, and you look up to see her massive booty looming above you like a shelf, her robe and panties doing nothing to hide its size and shape. Candace looks over her shoulder and smiles when she sees the mix of terror and awe in your eyes. “You deserve a Time Out,” she says before dropping her mountain of an ass, pulverizing you as her soft flesh lands on the hard chair and easily spills past you. As Candace settles on top of you, you’re left squirming spread-eagle against her soft crack, your arms and legs flattened against her creamy buttcheecks while your face and cock sink between them, forced to feel all of Candace’s weight and warmth. She laughs as she goes on to repeatedly bounce and rub her overwhelming butt all over you, making this feel like the longest “Time Out” ever. Eventually, Candace lifts her butt off the chair and looks back, expecting to see you still lying there, but you’re nowhere to be seen. After a moment, she laughs as she realizes that you’re just stuck to her ass; if she focuses, she can even feel you squirming. Proud that another boy has fallen prey to her “disciplinary methods,” Candace sits back down pounding you once more beneath her as she contemplates how to relax with you around.
What next?
“Hmm? Is someone there,” you hear a female voice ask from a nearby closet. Crap! That must be Candace. She must’ve heard you when you fell just now. You panic as you hear footsteps approaching. You try and find some cover, but the table is practically empty right now. There’s nothing for you to hide behind. Before you know it a beautiful brunette in glasses, her hair tied into a neat bun, steps into view as she searches for the source of the thud she heard, and you’re flabbergasted by what she’s wearing: a short, sheer robe that clings tightly to her curvaceous figure, stopping just above her wide hips, and does nothing to hide the blue bra and panties she wears underneath. Candace apparently just got done changing into an outfit she can relax in, and what an outfit it is.
In your distraction, you notice a little too late that Candace has spotted something (namely, you) moving on her table. “What the…” She adjusts her glasses to get a better look, and her eyes widen when she realizes it’s a tiny, naked man. You gulp when you see her look of surprise give way to a determined glare, letting you know she’s none too happy with the intruder in her room. You think about making a break for it by jumping off the table, onto the chair, then onto the floor, and just booking it for the door before Candace can catch you, but she quickly blocks that route by sitting in her chair, getting ready to nab you before you scurry off. Panicked, you quickly run to your left, but Candace quickly drops her arm onto the table to barricade you, then she quickly does the same with her other arm as you try to escape the other way. “Nuh-uh. You’re not going anywhere,” she declares. In a split decision, you try to leap off the front of the table again, hoping you can squirm past her body on the way down, but Candace counters by quickly plopping her massive breasts onto the table, letting you run into them. You sink in her cleavage for a moment before bouncing off them, landing on your butt. Between her arms, tits, and the mirror behind you, Candace has you trapped. You anxiously look up at her, hoping she’s not as bad as she seems, but the intensifying glare she’s giving you tells you otherwise.
“H-hi there,” you finally say. “S-sorry to drop in like this, hehe.” You hoped a little joke might lighten the mood.
Candace isn’t amused. “Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here,” she asks sternly.
“It’s...complicated,” you answer meekly, trying not to ogle the giant, angry, half-naked woman in front of you.
“I’m all ears,” she says, still glaring at you.
“I’m Tom,, the new guy.”
Candace huffs. “Oh, right. Touko mentioned you, though she didn’t mention you’d be so small.”
“That’s because she injected me with some weird serum that makes me shrink, as my gimmick, and I--”
“Thought you could use your shrinking power to sneak in my room and peep on me while I relax,” Candace interrupts, believing she’s pinpointed your true motives.
“Yeah!...wait, WHAT!? No, I didn’t!”
“Oh really,” Candace asks suspiciously as she leans in, bringing her breasts dangerously close to you. “Then why are you naked, and how do you explain this?” As you try to defend yourself, Candace quickly flicks your erect cock with a finger, making you wince. I bet I caught you just before you were about to start jerking off.
“L-look, Candace. I wasn’t. I-I was just trying to--”
Candace interrupts by grabbing you in her palm as she stands up. An evil smile appears on her face while she keeps fondling your cock with a finger, taunting you and making you squirm. “Don’t try to weasel your way out of this, little Tommy. You’ve been a naughty boy,” she chides, an air of sultriness appearing in her voice. “And naughty boys need to be punished.” Candace places your body on her chair, and you look up to see her massive booty looming above you like a shelf, her robe and panties doing nothing to hide its size and shape. Candace looks over her shoulder and smiles when she sees the mix of terror and awe in your eyes. “You deserve a Time Out,” she says before dropping her mountain of an ass, pulverizing you as her soft flesh lands on the hard chair and easily spills past you. As Candace settles on top of you, you’re left squirming spread-eagle against her soft crack, your arms and legs flattened against her creamy buttcheecks while your face and cock sink between them, forced to feel all of Candace’s weight and warmth. She laughs as she goes on to repeatedly bounce and rub her overwhelming butt all over you, making this feel like the longest “Time Out” ever. Eventually, Candace lifts her butt off the chair and looks back, expecting to see you still lying there, but you’re nowhere to be seen. After a moment, she laughs as she realizes that you’re just stuck to her ass; if she focuses, she can even feel you squirming. Proud that another boy has fallen prey to her “disciplinary methods,” Candace sits back down pounding you once more beneath her as she contemplates how to relax with you around.
What next?
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May 31, 2023
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