Adam sat at his desk and looked around the classroom anxiously. In the surrounding chairs sat other students of many types: athletic, nerdy, goth, and popular. But they all had one thing in common: They were all girls. There wasn't a single other boy in the room. Even the math teacher up front, Ms. Stone, was distinctly female in her modest appearance.

Over the past few months, the talk of the town was of one thing & one thing only, the Shrinking Virus. The strange new virus had swept across the country, shrinking people down to various sizes, the most common being between one foot to just a few inches. The male population was overwhelmingly affected by the virus. Although, there were a few rare cases of females shrinking. It was estimated that a shocking fifty percent of all men had shrunken in some capacity. In comparison, only about five percent of women had shrunk. According to the law, these poor miniature people were still considered human and retained their human rights. However, due to their pathetic and fragile size, there was a lot of grey area in the treatment of tiny people. Many shrunken victims were treated as pests, and legal action was rarely taken when one was accidentally crushed.

Within the past few weeks, Adam had witnessed many of his male peers shrink down & meet terrible fates at the hands of students & teachers alike. Some were crushed underfoot or sat on, unaware or otherwise. One was left in a locker room toilet until a janitor finally flushed him away. Another was used for a Sexual Education demonstration & later dissected in Anatomy Class. Only the lucky ones were kept as toys by fellow peers or school staff, or sent home to be treated as a pet by their family.

Adam glanced at the desk next to him which seated Chelsea, the head cheerleader & one of the hottest girls in school. A few days ago, her jock boyfriend had mysteriously disappeared, but the ditzy blonde did not seem too broken up about it. The girl adjusted herself in her seat. She looked down & fiddled with her revealing blouse, which had the school logo printed across the front, the white letters stretched under the weight of her bosom. Adam swore he could see the faint movement of tiny arms flailing about between the blonde's fat cleavage. Chelsea looked up & their eyes met. Her delicate lips curled into a cheeky smirk & her sparkling eyes winked at him flirtatiously. Adam faintly blushed & quickly looked away.

He could feel the weight of the eyes around the room watching him. Some were courteous enough to only observe him in passing glances. Others blatantly stared at him with a cruel grin as if they knew he was fated to shrink and become their next prey. The boy tried to ignore their gaze and focus on Ms. Stone at the front of the class.

The middle-aged teacher wrote on the whiteboard as she explained the Pythagorean Theorem. Although Adam earnestly attempted to remain attentive, his teenage brain soon drowned out her voice as his eyes visually groped her body. Despite being in her mid-thirties, Ms. Stone was active & fit, having just a slight amount of fat that only accentuated the plumpness of her curves. She wore a pencil skirt & an office casual blouse with the top few buttons undone, showing the bulk of her cleavage. Her ample bosom put even the hottest of his classmates to shame. His dreamy eyes wandered down her body, pausing on her wide hips & thick thighs. The flow of her skirt pushed backward to make room for her rotund rear, which fit snugly in the fabric. He watched her curved calves & low heels. Adam wondered how many of his fellow students met a crushing fate under his math teacher's elegant feet. The boy continued to daydream about Ms. Stone's womanly curved body. He didn't even notice as his eye level gradually lowered.

Suddenly, one of the more energetic & bubbly girls squealed with delight, awakening Adam from his reverie.

"Ms. Stone!" She exclaimed. "Adam is shrinking!"

Every head in the room turned to face him, a sea of blonde & brunette hair softly swaying. Adam gasped & looked down at his hands, which seemed small compared to his textbook. His clothes felt loose. He broke into a cold sweat, and a fog of dizziness clouded his brain. Perhaps it was a side-effect of the shrinking. He breathed heavily & looked up at the growing faces crowded around him. The looming faces stared with gaped mouths & wide-eyed astonishment, except for a few moody goth girls, who looked at him indifferently. Some of the quiet girls watched with an empathetic & worried expression, blushing slightly as his body slowly shrank into his pile of clothes. And the more outgoing girls leered at him with a lusty, almost hungry, expression as he sank further into his oversized shirt & more & more of his little body was revealed. Even Ms. Stone, with all her professional demeanor, stood simply at the front of the class & watched with a knowing smile. Adam felt claustrophobic as the group of growing schoolgirls crowded around him. He could even see up a few of their skirts, their cotton white panties seemingly teasing him.

Finally, Ms. Stone raised her hand and cleared her throat, "Now, girls. I'll ask that you stay calm and remain in your seats."

The group of giddy girls begrudgingly returned to their seats, but the room still buzzed with electric excitement. Ms. Stone turned to face her prized pupil, a dorky redhead with a heavily freckled face.

"Ms. Taylor," She instructed coolly. "Would you please retrieve Mr. Smith from his desk?"

The redheaded girl nodded eagerly, happy to please her favorite math teacher, especially if that meant handling a cute mini boy. She stood & carefully walked between the desks until she was positioned over Adam's seemingly empty chair. A few of the mean girls shot her jealous glances.

Adam couldn't see much under the canopy of his oversized shirt, but he could feel a pair of large, dainty fingers poking around the fabric. The boy wondered how small he had become. From the size of the fingers poking around his little cloth shelter, he felt microscopic. He crawled deeper into the folds of fabric, desperate to avoid his new reality for as long as possible.

Taylor took her time searching through the pile of boy clothes, careful not to squish the miniature schoolboy within, not out of care for his wellbeing, but from an eagerness to show her teacher her capability. She eventually lifted the shirt, and feeling that the shrunken lad wasn't inside it, she set it on the desk. Her face grew pale as she spotted a pair of brightly patterned boxer briefs. For a moment, she hesitated, but she was determined to find her shrunken classmate. Her fingers delicately pinched at the slightly warm fabric, and a few students giggled girlishly at the sight of boy underwear. She pulled open the fabric folds & tucked inside, hiding like a scared little mouse, was Adam, naked & a mere few inches tall. A devilish grin spread across the dorky redhead's face, and her eager fingers reached for his trembling form.