Mrs.Banks entered the room, her well fitted dress, classic style of jewellery and impeccable blonde hair, you could tell she was more than just ‘well off’.

“Please take a seat” Mr.Carter offered.

“I was under the impression the boy and his father were going to be joining us?” She replied 

“They’re already here’ Mr.Carter moved his hand over the desk gesturing to two tiny figures on top of it

“I’m sorry, is this real? I thought Maddie had been in trouble with a real boy. “Not one of these ‘mites’”

“Please take this seriously” Mr.Carter interjected.

“Maddie is a ‘Banks’, she can’t be seen to be a bug sympathiser”

“Excuse me but your daughter has been tormenting my son.” The tiny man spoke up at last.

“Tormenting?” She scoffed, “Playful teasing at best”

“She pushed him into her lunch then swished him around with a mouthful of food while she and her friends laughed!” he accused.

“Big girls play with little boys” before he could reply Mrs.Banks cupped a hand over him shielding him from view. She leaned forward naturally emphasising her bust. “Mr.Carter is this really what I’ve been driven in for today?”

“What do you think you’re doing? You can’t just ignore me like this” Mr.Grayson tugged at the enormous digits blocking his view. Her pinkie twitched, striking Mr.Grayson about the head and knocking him over.

“Surely this is a slap on the wrist, ‘girls will be girls’ situation” she continued.

“I’m afraid Mr.Grayson has been quite insistent on this meeting.

“You just hit me” Ben’s dad complained, getting back to his feet. “You saw she just hit me?”

She knocked him over again making a shooing motion with her hand. 

“Shush sweetie, the grownups are talking” she said without thinking.

“I’m a parent just as much as you are” the little man was now visibly red in the face at the humiliation she was subjecting him to.

Maddie tried to stifle a giggle, but the amusement on her face was clear.

“Maddie, darling? Can you take Ben and wait outside, while his ‘father’, Mr.Carter and I discuss this”

After the two of them had left the room Mr.Grayson matter-of-factly spoke, “I think you need to apologise to me right now”

“Me apologise to you?” She snarled ready to unleash hell at the very idea of her apologising to a tiny, “You should be on your knees, you petulant little worm. Thanking me that I didn’t squash you the second I entered the room. Even that is more than the likes of you deserve. Because that would mean I acknowledged your existence. I’ve entertained this circus act long enough.” She took out a chequebook and began writing a number. “This is how much you get in government grants from allowing one of these little ‘things’ in your school.” She added two zeroes to the end of it and slid the paper over the desk. “I trust this matter is over and you will allow us to deal with this how we see fit”

Mr.Carter’s eyes went wide seeing the extremely generous number written in front of him.

“Of course Mrs.Banks” he said, slipping the cheque into his pocket. I’ll give you the room for ten, and apologies again for your inconvenience today.”

“Wait where are you going?” Mr.Grayson yelled.

Her well manicured fingers curled around him, effortlessly cupping him into the palm of her hand as she lifted him from the table. Her other hand came into view and snagged him by his right leg. Gripping him in a pinch he was now being dangled, freely swaying in front of her giant smug face.

“As much as I’d enjoy pushing you into my husband’s cock so you can see what a real man looks like and not a whiny little bitch, you’ve taken too much of my time already and I just want to get this over with.”

She lifted him higher above her face, directly above her now widening jaws”

“What the fuck. You can’t do this. You and your daughter, you’re both psychos. Let me go you bitch. Let me go!”

And she did.

He fell with a heavy slap on her tongue that reflexively curled him back into her mouth.

A heated musty air of soup and mint hit his nostrils. His clothes were instantly soaked through by the salivating mass. He saw the light of the world disappear with her lips coming to a close. Then with a cartoonish ‘gulp’ he was forcibly pushed down her throat.

Maddie peered through the blinds holding Ben against the window so he could see too. They watched her mother give a piece of paper to Mr.Carter and then he left the room. Less than thirty seconds later she was holding Ben’s dad over her mouth. Dropping him and swallowing. 

Maddie turned to Ben, the closeness of her mouth to him emphasising the point with a gleeful whisper, “you are so fucked”

*

Mrs.Banks heels clicked along the floor as she walked out into the corridor. Seeing her daughter sat on the chair outside the office with Ben held in her lap, she went over and crouched down to his level so they could talk.

“Ben, your father and I have both agreed that you need to apologise to Maddie for the malicious rumours and this unnecessary scene you’ve caused today. She has a reputation and a future and well you… don’t”

“He didn’t agree you ate him!” Ben screamed.

“I can tell you’re going to be difficult. Put him with the rest of your things, you can break him at home”

Maddie spared no time in grabbing Ben, shoving him in the front pocket of her backpack and zipping it shut.