Detention (Part Three)

She looks him up and down, licking her lips. He’s filled with a vague sense of dread. For some reason the image of her bright pink thong flashes in his mind.

Absentmindedly she’s crumpled his clothes and shoes into a tiny little ball in her hand, smaller than a grape. “Say,” she says in a mocking tone. “If you think about it, I guess this little ball of clothes is the only evidence that you were shrank. You know, as opposed to just like disappearing.”

Oh shit.

“It would be a shame if something happened to it.”

“Wait, don’t!”

She pops the little ball of clothes into her mouth. For a moment she toys with it with her tongue, teasing him. Then she makes a big show of swallowing it.

“Oopsie,” she giggles. “I guess it’ll be pretty hard to track you down now, huh?”

“What am I gonna wear?!”

She laughs and ruffles his hair with her finger. “Pets don’t need clothes, silly.”

He takes a deep breath. “Look, you don’t have to do this. You could still make me normal again and let me go. You’ll go to jail for kidnapping if you don’t stop this! I promise if you let me go, you won’t get in trouble. I won’t tell anyone what happened, we can just forget… wait… hey!”

As if she can’t even hear him, she picks him up mid-sentence and pops his whole head into her mouth, sucking on him like a lollipop. When she pulls him out he’s gasping for breath.

“Who do you belong to, Bunny?” she asks, smiling sweetly.

He’s never felt more humiliated in his life. “Fuck you!”

She shrugs and casually pops him back into her mouth. This time she keeps him in there for longer, toying with his face with her tongue and giggling as he struggles uselessly against her hand.

She pulls him out. “Who do you belong to?”

“Please,” he pants, “Don’t…”

She pops him into her mouth again for even longer this time. When she pulls him out, she doesn’t need to ask. She just raises her eyebrows at him and he responds. “I belong to you.”

She smiles. “I belong to you, Goddess.”

He scoffs. She raises her eyebrows and starts moving him towards her lips.

“Wait, wait, okay. I belong to you, Goddess.”

“Good boy!” she says, and kisses him. “From now on, you will always address me as Goddess. Understood?”

“Yes… Goddess.”

“Good boy!”

She puts him down on the desk and then stands up and turns around, bringing her terrifyingly huge ass cheeks over him under the shade of her skirt, the line of her bright pink thong wedged between them. As he stares, overwhelmed by her size, she hoists herself up onto the desk and he barely manages to scramble out of the way before she sits down. She crosses her legs and grabs him, pins him down on her thigh and starts gently petting him with her fingers. “You’re mine now, Bunny. No one is going to find you, okay? I’m your Goddess. I get to decide everything that happens to you and everything you do from now on. And the sooner you accept that, the easier your life will be as my little pet.”

“But…”

“Think about it, cutie. You’re so tiny! Such a teeny tiny little bunny!” She giggles. “Nobody’s going to be looking for tiny little you. And even if they were, it’s gonna be so easy for me to hide you. You’re so teeny tiny, I can just keep you in my pocket! And nobody will know you’re in there except me. And you can’t do anything about it but wait around until I decide to play with you. You’re all mine.”

He scowls up at her. “You won’t get away with this. People will be looking for me, and they’ll make me big again and you’ll go to jail.”

She giggles. “You are so cute! Do you really think that? Sorry Bunny, you’re staying tiny forever. The shrinking is irreversible.”

His jaw hangs open. “Irreversible?!”

She giggles. “Oopsie. Guess you’re mine forever!”

The bell rings. Lunch period is over, and there’s one more class left in the day.

“Okay Bunny, time to go to class!” She puts him on the desk and stands up, looming over him. Her skirt grazes the top of the desk and he nervously backs away from it, strangely wary as if it might engulf him.

“Uh oh, we have a problem little guy.” She says this in condescending sing-song tone that makes him nervous. “My cute outfit doesn’t have any pockets! Where am I gonna keep my little Bunny when I go to class?”

He looks her up and down with dread. The miniskirt, the skimpy top. She licks her lips, watching him realize what she’s getting at.

“Don’t worry cutie,” she says cheerfully, snatching him up and lifting him to her lips. “I have an idea.”

“Wait, don’t...”

She starts licking him all over like a lollipop.

“Ugh! What are you…”

“Shhh.” She keeps licking him, making a point of coating his entire body in her saliva. “I’m gonna keep you in my panties, Bunny.”

“What!”

“Mmm hmm. Your little body is gonna feel great down there.”

“No! You can’t…”

She giggles. “I can’t? Bunny, don’t be silly. You know I can do anything I want to my little pet. I’m your Goddess. Don’t you want to please your Goddess?”

“I…”

She pops his whole body into her mouth and swishes him around for almost a full minute before pulling him out, gasping for air.

“Okay, I think you’re ready! Just had to make sure you were nice and wet for me.” She winks seductively. “But between you and me, Bunny? Doesn’t really matter. I’ve been soaking wet this whole time.”