Class was boring, it always was to Charlotte. Teachers told her it was because she didn't pay attention, she knew it was worse than that. They were just stupid. The class was too easy, or she was too smart. She was fairly sure she knew which of the two it was. 

She brushed her straight long blonde hair over her shoulder so she could play with it. You know your class is bad when a students hair is more interesting than Geography, or whatever this was. 

Why should I care about Brazilian Favellas? It's a bunch of pathetic poor, stupid people who kill eachother for fun… Actually that sounds good. 

She fingered the small device in her pocket, it was so tempting to make this man the size of her hand and crush him to shreads, and she held the power to do it. She was the one in charge in this room, and the dimwit teacher didn't even know it. That made Charlotte smile. 

"Something funny Charlotte?" Mr Smith walked towards her slowly. From across the room she could see Becca laughing to herself, she knew Mr Smith just signed his painful death warrant. Very painful. 

"No, not at all Sir." Charlotte smiled in a sickly sweet way, her eyes flashing dangerously. Melissa's eyes widened as she glanced over at Becca, she knew shit was going to hit the fan soon. 

"Detention Miss Bennett." Mr Smith ordered, and that was it. Charlotte snapped. 

"No you stupid little fuck." Charlotte laughed, the whole room went deathly quiet, "Trust me when I say, you cannot tell me what to do." 

"Excuse me?"

"You are excused." She chuckled, Becca was positively beside herself laughing, her fist shoved in her mouth to stay quiet. 

"Miss Bennett, you know what is going to happen next, don't you?"

"I do sir, however I have the distinct feeling you don't." She stood up and walked right up in front of the teacher. 

Mr Smith had to take a quick breath in at this and remind himself that she was only 16. Which, he reasoned, was technically legal. He tried to keep his eyes on her face but he couldn't help it. Her eyes were cold and grey, stormy with anger. Her lips were so plump and pink, god he would love to have them whispering in his ear while he railed her. Her breasts were barely contained by her white shirt and, oh heavens above, no bra. He could see her nipples becoming hard. Fuck he would love to wrap his lips around them while she screamed his name. 

It got worse, her skirt barely covered her. He could see the boys from the class watching her ass sway sensually. 

"Fuck me," one of the boys whispered, "That thong is hot." 

Oh lord she was wearing a thong, her round juicy ass would be right there. Right there. 

His hands itched to grab it and hoist her up onto his twitching cock. The only thing stopping him would have been her grey tights which clung to her legs so sensually, skin showing slightly through them where they stretched. Like her thick, toned thighs and he could only imagine, her ass. 

"Class, you can leave 5 minutes early. You have no homework however you will be expected to research the economics of Brazil." He had to force his voice to not break from pure lust. 

He shouldn't, he couldn't… he wouldn't. Right?

The class filed out apart from Becca and Melissa who perched themselves on the desk, behind Charlotte. 

"Ladies, please leave." 

"Oh no sir," Becca smirked, "We want to join in!" 

Mr Smith's voice hitched as Harriet crossed her legs, her round body and young skin making the teacher shiver. His eyes went back to Charlotte though, well… her tits at least. 

"Well sir, I think we both know you want me. Don't you?" 

"N… no." The teacher tried to drag back his composure, but he failed. 

"Go on Sir, touch them." Charlotte pulled her blazer back and took a step forward. "Go on." 

Becca and Melissa chuckled, Becca got her phone out. They would love to watch this and fuck eachother later. 

Mr Smith took a step towards Charlotte, their bodies pressing together. 

"I am going to fuck you right here Miss Bennett, your young body will know exactly who is in charge." He reached forwards and up her skirt rubbing her. 

"Shame Mr Smith, I don't like my men in charge." And with that she plunged the tazer like device into his neck. 

He stumbled back in shock and then felt the pain, it consumed his body as his joints started popping and cracking. Agony filled him and he cried out in pain. 

Charlotte stood and laughed as the man jolted and shook as his body got smaller and smaller. She knew this was it, her fun had begun now. 

Once he has collapsed on the floor with all his clothes surrounding him. Charlotte bent down and lifted him up by the arm, his body dangling helplessly from her hand. He had tears running from his face and he began making moaning noises of pain. 

"Oh sir," Becca walked up too, "You look so much hotter now." 

At this the pitiful man just wailed again. Making all three girls laugh. 

Charlotte then dropped him onto his clothes again and he curled up to hide. 

"Sir you have two, very kind, options. One, you run and try to hide and we get to play that way, or you come forward and worship and beg for your life at my feet." 

He just curled up tighter at this. 

He hoped that by staying still they would get bored and go away, but this seemed too hopeful apparently. 

"Sir you have one more chance to move or you will be crushed." At this he scampered out and towards her feet. Worshiping might just keep him alive, but at the end of the day he was at her mercy. 

He crawled up to her, barely the height of her big toe while on all fours. 

"Giantess, please don't kill me." He begged pitifully, kissing her gigantic feet. He looked up and her beautiful body towered over him, he could see up her clad legs and up her skirt. 

"Do better wretch." She taunted him and Becca poked him with her toes. It was a small action to a normal sized person but it knocked him across the floor like a ping pong ball. 

"Giantess, I beg you. I am worthless compared to you, please please spare my life. I beg." She slipped her foot out and he dived at it and began kissing and licking the end of it. 

The smell of sweat and dirt filled his nose, it was disgusting to even be near but he had no choice. No choice at all. 

He was at her mercy. 

"Giantess I know I am nothing, nothing at all, but I am begging you to use me however you want, but please please don't kill me." 

"My turrrnnnn." Becca sung and stepped over to him, crushing the lower half of his leg with her toe. It seemed so easy to her, to break all his arm bones like that. She twisted her foot causing the shattered arm to contort, he knew he had lost that arm no matter how good the surgeon was. 

Becca then stood on his ankle, the joint shattered almost instantly. Her gigantic toe just destroying his body like glass. 

"You pointless waste of oxygen, and may I also say, a shit teacher." 

"Language Becca!" Melissa fake gasped, still recording on the phone, "We are at school!" 

The girls chuckled and Mr Smith froze with fear. 

Suddenly the door flew open and five young students walked in, "Sir we for… for…" 

They stumbled for words as they realised the scene Infront of them. A shrunken teacher begging for his life at the foot of three sexy school girls. 

Before they could even think Charlotte blocked their exit and as they ran for her she zapped each one. 

"Oops," She checked the device, "I made them a bit too small! They are almost useless!" 

The four boys clung together as their now tiny bodies collapsed from pain. 

Mr Smith lay useless, knowing movement meant death for him. 

Charlotte swept the boys up in her hand and poked them all a bit. They were young but also all a bit chubby, they would be awful worshippers they were too small!

Suddenly a brain wave hit her, she knew! She sauntered over to Becca and dropped the tiny pile onto the floor. 

The height was too much for their bodies and bones snapped and bits cracked on impact. Melissa giggled and Becca just poked the small pile with her toe. 

"I think," Charlotte frowned, "I have an idea." 

She crouched down and separated the four into two lines and then put her feet between. 

"Yup!" She declared happily. She dragged her shoes over and placed each boy in. One in each toe and one in each heel. She made sure the boys were lying nice and flat, they tried to squirm away but a quick jab to their chest was enough to still them. 

She looked between them and the two girls who had begun grinning. She then began to slowly ease her foot into her shoe, over the top of the boys inside. 

They started screaming and screaming, their little bodies thrashing beneith her overwhelming foot. Mr Smith was sobbing again, he knew that was them done. Was he next? 

The past few minutes had been constant terror for him, and it aroused the girls beyond belief. 

The screams were slowly silenced by her sweaty, tights clad, feet. 

"Ooohhhh, they feel like pillows. I can feel them moving though… Should I?" She smirked over at Melissa before lifting her foot and smashing it down onto the floor. Becca began laughing and Melissa smirked. 

Charlotte twisted and pushed her foot into the floor harder. She copied the same on the other foot. 

Everyone knew the boys were now dead. Suffocated and tortured under a sweaty, smelly foot. 

"Well well well sir, seems you have found what will happen if you choose to disobey us." Becca smirked as she walked over to Charlotte and whispered down her ear. At this Charlotte chuckled. 

Mr Smith's hope at surviving vanished. 

She wandered over and he stared all the way up her giant body. She pulled her foot out and stomped it Infront of him. The blood of his ex-students covering her toes and small bits of body stuck in her tights. 

He wretched at the sight. But he knew if he threw up he would not have a pleasant death. 

Not that he would have one anyway. 

"Suck it and clean it." Charlotte smiled dangerously down at him, "Do it, now."

He shook his head, he may as well die in honour.

"Do it!" She yelled, the noise made his tears well again. This was the end. 

"Seems like the end Mr Smith." Becca smiled. 

Charlotte sighed and looked down on the small naked man, his arm crushed and blood running from parts of his body. He was just as pathetic as she knew he was from the start. 

"Sir, this all could be avoided if you lick the blood and skin of your former students from my sweaty feet." 

"No… no…"

"Do you still want to fuck me sir, am I even sexier now? My power controlling you, your body at my mercy." 

Mr Smith just glared up at her. 

She reached down and grasped his broken body in her hand. He wriggled and wriggled to escape, one last pointless attempt. 

Then she held him by his neck and smashed his head onto the wall. 

He was dead. 

"On to our next target girlies…" Becca carried the body over to the bin and threw him in, along with a few other blood stained things. Charlotte sized up the boys again and they made the staging complete. 

They were free to torture another day, and probably another pathetic teacher. 

Students parted in the hallway to let the three girls stride through. Charlotte, Becca and Melissa glanced hungrily at all the potential prey around them. The excitement of the teacher and the four unlucky boys still had them on a power high. 

"Who shall we have for lunch girls?" Charlotte asked her two companions

"I fancy something naughty and female" Becca responded 

"That sounds delicious" Melissa agreed 

"Then I know exactly where we're going" Charlotte spoke as she pushed open a door knocking over an unfortunate boy. 

Arriving at the detention room the girls where pleased to see four girls sat in silence the teachers steely gaze watching their every move. 

Flinging open the door the girls walked quickly in and shrunk the occupants. 

They screamed and tell to the floor. Each of their bones cracked and broke as their bodies got smaller and smaller. Blood dripped out of their eyes as their tiny bodies didn't have space for it all. Melissa gathered the tiny girls whilst Becca casually stepped on the teacher as she walked by. Her tiny body splattered across the bottom of her shoe and a puddle of blood spread out across the floor.

Charlotte smiled watching her two friends, they had taken so naturally to her unique form of sadism.

Gathering the girls on a desk the teen goddesses sat around them and explained the rules 

The four would wrestle, each round would be winner stays on looser gets eaten, last girl standing would be left alive. 

The three giants watched intently as the first match played out, eventually one girl won and the looser was lifted above Charlotte's head.

"Please Charlotte I'll do anything, please don't eat me" the miniature girl cried out

Charlotte looked blankly at the girl, had they sat next to each other. 

"Who the fuck are you I don't even know your name" Charlotte asked impatiently

"I'm Sarah, we were best friends at primary school" the girl cried 

"Were best friends" Charlotte thought about it for a second, Eh who cares one doesn't dwell on one's lunch. Without any more hesitation Charlotte dropped the girl onto her wet, pink tongue. Bringing her tongue back into her mouth Charlotte felt herself get wet at the struggles of the girl, having played long enough she swallowed sending the girl to burn to death in her stomach acid. 

Two more of the girls met a similar fate at the hands and stomachs of Melissa and Becca, both girls teasing their prey and reveling in the terror. 

The final girl stood shaking with a mix of fear and exhaustion. True to her word Charlotte let the girl live, however there was a catch. Having had her previous sex toy suffocate in her asshole Charlotte decided this girl would be a perfect replacement. Her figure was just right for the job. 

Opening her skirt, tights and panties she slid the girl down and pushed her against the lips of her wet pussy.

"We better go to our next lesson, we are at school you know" Charlotte laughed with her friends and they walked casually out of the room laughing as they went.

Silence filled the corridor had he really just done what they thought he had, did he really just slap Charlotte's ass. 

Charlotte turned a look of shock passing over her face before changing to a predatory yet seductive smile. 

"You like what you see?" She asked the boy who she now recognised as Tommy, a transfer from a different school. 

"Damn right I did" he replied gaining confidence

"I bet you would like to touch it and maybe even have it on your face" she giggled as he nodded, practically drooling over her like a dog. She stepped closer to him. She rested one perfectly manicured hand on his crotch and brought her mouth to his ear. 

"You shouldn't touch what isn't yours" she whispered menacingly. Licking his cheek she jabbed a strange device into his ribs and watched in satisfaction as he dwindled before her. 

Picking up the now tiny Tommy Charlotte pulled open the waist of her skirt, tights and panties and dropped Tommy into her butt cheeks. Using one finger on his head she pushed him down into the depths of her crack. 

Charlotte released her clothing, took a breath to compose herself and strode away past the shocked onlookers. One boy practically fainted as she winked at him. 

Tommy sobbed as he lay compressed under Charlotte's ass. The heat and pressure rocketed up as she took her seat in class and he found himself coming in and out of being awake. 

In the outside world Charlotte was barely paying any attention to this dull teacher go on and on about maths. The boy in her ass gave a welcome distraction, but his struggles were fading and she doubted he had long left. 

As the struggling slowly stopped Charlotte decided that the unfortunate young man must have died suffocated by her ample behind. Charlotte stood up and left the classroom ignoring the pathetic protests of the teacher. 

Walking into the bathroom Charlotte entered a stall and locked the door. Dropping her lower clothing she sat on the toilet and giggled and the small plop the tiny boy made as he fell from her ass into the toilet below. 

Tommy woke up with a start as he hit the cold water in the toilet. Desperate to escape he swam to the sides but found no grip on the smooth porcelain. He looked up and was about to scream for help when a torrent of hot yellow pee hit him forcing him under the water. Seconds later he surfaced choking the water now tinged yellow by the goddesses urine. 

As Tommy got his bearings he looked up again in time to see Charlotte's areshole begine to open as a large brown log pushed its way out. It almost felt like slow motion as it fell towards Tommy, it collided with the water next to him throwing him against the side of the toilet bowl. As the log bobbed back to the surface Tommy noticed the bones throughout the turd. Human skulls were visible as were a variety of other body parts. 

Charlotte stood and cleaned herself. Looking at the bowl she noticed Tommy desperately trying to stay afloat amongst her waste and toilet paper. Shrugging she flushed dooming

the boy to a watery grave.