Adam arrived at school the following morning he couldn’t help but notice the less than subtle snickering coming from all of his classmates. He tried not to think about it too much and just went about his day, until eventually he came up to his locker. He quietly began unloading his backpack when he heard an all too familiar voice. 

“Heyyy little man…” Camilla teases as she leaned up against an adjacent locker. Adam decided to just ignore her but one of Camilla’s friends, Kerri, stepped up on the other side of him and joined in on his ridicule.

“Oh man, I heard that Ms.Crowell farted on you for like an hour yesterday. How was that? Wanna smell one of mine and compare? I bet I could squeeze one out for ya?” Kerri scrunched her face as she pretended to fart on the flustered young man, pushing her jean covered butt towards his head as he kneeled down to retrieve some books from the bottom of his locker.

Adam did his best to ignore the bitchy teenagers as he quickly prepared for his first class. “How did she know about that?” He thought to himself. Sure most people would know about him getting sat on, but how could they know that Ms.Crowell had tormented him with her gas as well? 

“Awww, c’mon Kerri. Leave the poor little guy alone…” Camilla said, feigning compassion. Adam continued to ignore the merciless taunts of his tormentors and was about to stand up when his peripheral vision caught a slight bit of movement from Kerri’s butt that was aimed right at head level with him. He turned his head towards her just the slightest bit out of instinct and was greeted with a short puff of gas bursting out towards him. 

Adam then fell flat on his back trying to lean away from Kerri’s round butt as the two girls cackled at him, along with several other people who saw the incident. “Haha oh my god he actually turned to sniff it!” Camilla was doubled over laughing at his blunder.

Kerri wiped a tear from her eye as she arched her back and pushed her ass out in Adam’s direction. She then rubbed her hands over her butt in the tight jeans and wiggles it back and forth. “Haha of course he did. Adam just loves farts, dontcha bud?” She asked with a wink. And despite the burning wave of humiliation rushing over his body, Adam couldn’t help but lock his eyes onto Kerri’s round butt as it swayed back and forth.

“Oh my god he’s got a fucking boner.” Camilla shouted, pointing at Adam’s loose shorts. The poor boy’s face turned beet red as he scrambled to his feet, grabbing his books to try to cover his rock hard shame. Why did he have to stare at her fucking ass? 

Adam silently grabbed his things before slamming his locker closed and sprinting down the hall past the loud laughter behind him.

Adam remained nearly silent through all of his classes that day. Once again he wanted nothing other than to go home and lie in his bed. Today already seemed worse than yesterday and he had only been farted on once so far. 

Eventually it came time for physics class and as soon as Adam saw Ms.Crowell, his blood ran cold. Surprisingly, she didn’t even make any indication that she was aware of his presence so Adam decided to play it safe and move quickly and quietly to his seat. He then remained on his absolute best behavior through class, not responding to the whispers for his attention that came from behind him. 

When class was over, Adam quietly stood up and moved towards the door hoping to get away without issue. Unfortunately for him, Ms.Crowell caught him before he made it out the door. “Mr.Miles…” Her voice paralyzed the young man. Other students continued to exit the room, but Adam just stood still, staring out into the hallway. Freedom was so close, yet so far away. 

When the room was finally clear Ms.Crowell stood up and approached Adam. She towered over him even when he was at his full size and with her arms crossed over her chest, her breasts seemed ready to burst out of her top. “Adam, about yesterday’s situation…” He held his breath and looked up at her. “I’ve spoken with your mother and the administrators. Your punishment for tampering with my personal notebook is going to be a severe one.”

The terrified boy gulps nervously, before losing his head. He braced himself to be reduced to a tiny size and crushed under his teacher’s horrifying ass. But the shrinking never came. Instead, he felt a finger lift his chin up so that he was staring directly into her bright blue eyes. “Adam, you are now a participating member of the science club. And you will be expected to attend every meeting for the remainder of the school year.” Adam raised an eyebrow after Ms.Crowell finished explaining his “punishment.” He wasn’t exactly sure how this was going to be a serious punishment, especially when compared to being blasted with non stop farts at a tremendous scale.

“Uh thank you ma’am.” Adam said, relieved that Camilla’s plan was only going to cost him a couple hours after school three days a week. Ms.Crowell gave him a warm smile as she led him out of her room and watched him race down the hall. She shook her head, knowing that Adam didn’t fully comprehend the extent of his punishment. 

A couple hours later, the final bell rang and Adam made his way to the science lab. He pushed open the door and saw several people already in the room. Many of them turned as he entered the room, but went back to their conversations after seeing him. The young man took a seat in the back of the room and looked around, unfortunately he didn’t really know anyone else in the club very well. 

Things continued normally until the door was pushed open and two people entered the room; Ms.Crowell and Camilla Stevens. Adam’s heart began to race, he had forgotten that she was head of the science club. Ms.Crowell didn’t even look at Adam as she delivered her short message to the club. “Everyone, you might have noticed a new face joining the science club. This is Adam Miles. He is joining the club as a part of a new program. Ms.Stevens will fill you in on how things will be proceeding from now on. Thank you.” Ms.Crowell turned to leave but paused to hand something to Camilla before strolling out the door. 

As soon as the door closed, Camilla turned her attention to where Adam was sitting in the back. The olive skinned beauty flashed him a wicked smile as she held up the item that Ms.Crowell had given her. Adam’s jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw that Camilla was holding the size altering remote that Ms.Crowell has used on him before. “No, no please.” He said softly, looking for a way to escape.

“Nowhere to run twerp.” Camilla said, pressing a button on the remote and causing Adam to begin to dwindle in size. The terrified boy shrieked and the other members of the science club began to chuckle as the club president strolled over to where Adam was now sitting in the middle of a massive plastic chair. The tiny man nearly pissed in his pants as his gigantic tormentress plucked him up with two fingers. The giantess then carried him back to the front of the room and began addressing the club. 

“Now everyone, this is Adam. His participation in the club is more mandatory than anything else, so you probably won’t be seeing a whole lot of him.” She chuckled as she gently placed him on the stool in the front of the room. A massive shadow looked over top of Adam, causing him to crane his neck upward to see Camilla’s massive ass tightly wrapped in her black gym shorts hovering a few inches over his miniscule body.

“Sorry Adam, I never have enough time to shower after gym class on club days. So… I don’t know, try to hold your breath maybe? We usually wrap it up in about 90 minutes.” Adam begins to beg for mercy, but Camilla can’t hear him over the groans of disgust coming from some of the students as she drops her massive sweaty rear end onto the miserable student. 

“Jesus Christ Camilla, what did he do to piss you off?” A boy asks, chuckling at the situation. Camilla twists on the stool and raises an eyebrow while flashing the remote to the student.

“Did you just swear Kyle? I’ve still got the remote ya know, how would you like to spend the rest of the time in my armpit?” Camilla says with a chuckle. The rest of the group starts to laugh but Kyle just quietly apologizes. Having just witnessed a tiny boy disappears underneath this chick’s big sweaty ass, he wasn’t confident that she was bluffing about trapping him in her sweaty pits. 

“Oh relax everyone, Adam is the only one I can use this thing on. But if you make Ms.Crowell mad, who knows. You might be my next toy.” Camilla says with a laugh. 

Adam however was not laughing. He would have been screaming if not for two big problems. First, he was confident that even if he had a megaphone, there was no way that anyone would be able to pick up his pleas for mercy. Second, he needed to keep his mouth shut because when he did open it, a generous helping of Camilla’s salty sweat poured into his mouth. It was hard enough to breath when the only air that was available smells like a horrifying concoction of shit, B.O. and shame, but now Adam has to worry about getting enough air without aspirating the buttsweat of the meanest girl in his class. 

The young boy squirmed as much as he could, fighting against the heavy, soggy fabric of Camilla’s shorts but unfortunately he was unable to make any room for himself. It was an unusual, if not horribly unpleasant, experience being crushed like this. It wasn’t anything like being crushed by Ms.Crowell’s large bum. While it was certainly an unenjoyable experience being smushed beneath his gigantic teacher, especially when she was feeling bloated and gassy, the situation that he currently found himself in was at least a thousand times worse. It was likely due to the fact that Ms.Crowell’s ass was always washed and dry, while Camilla’s damp shorts were making it feel like the tiny boy was trapped at the bottom of a dark, stagnant lake of sweat. Adam remembered yesterday when Camilla stood up off the desk, leaving a wet imprint of her ass on the table. He cried as he realized that he was no more to the world than another one of Camilla’s sweaty ass stains.

The club went on normally for the next hour or so as Camilla discussed the topic for this semester's club project and began the process of dividing the group into teams. She hadn’t forgotten about the little nerd currently stewing under her rank ass crack, but she couldn’t really afford to toy with him right now. However she did make sure to clench her cheeks together periodically to make sure that he wasn’t getting too comfortable. After all, he did get a boner when Kerri practically farted in his mouth, maybe he was living out some sick fantasy. Well if he really did get off on smelling unwashed asses, Camilla was certainly happy to oblige him. 

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the students whipped around to see Mr.Lanning standing in the doorway. “Good afternoon everyone! How’s all this going?” He asked with his usual cheery demeanor. Several of the children greeted Mr.Lanning as he was quite popular with students in each grade. “Miss Stevens, can I borrow you for a minute?” He asked before stepping back into the hallway. Camilla simply rolled her eyes and hopped up off her stool. She then began walking towards the door when she remembered that she had a teeny tiny man to watch over. Returning to the chair, Camilla couldn’t help but laugh as she saw the exhausted and nearly unconscious Adam sitting in the middle of the mark left behind by her large bum.

“Better not leave you, here. Amanda’s been dying to squish you I can just tell.” Camilla said, scooping Adam up off the stool and causing one of the freshmen in the club to blush furiously. Camilla simply chuckles before sliding her foot out of one of her shoes and picking it up off the floor. 

“You’re not putting him in there are you? That’s so nasty.” Said Kyle, the same student who spoke up before. Camilla shot him a quick smile before dropping Adam down into the large black sneaker. She then gave it a quick sniff just to make sure it was just as vile as she hoped. The smell caused her to recoil a bit, which was perfect, so she then slid her sock clad foot into the shoe to give the little toy some company. 

Out in the hallway, Camilla saw Mr.Lanning duck into a nearby room. The young woman shook her head as she walked down the hall and followed him into the dark room and shut the door behind her. She looked around the room to ensure that they were alone before breaking the silence. 

“Well Michael? You must need something important to pull me out of science club.” Camilla said sternly, placing her hands on her hips. The man stepped forward, forcing Camilla to crane her neck to meet his gaze as he closed the gap between them. He then reached out and gently stroked her cheek with one hand while placing the other behind her back. 

“That’s Mr.Lanning to you young lady.” He said, pulling her in close to him. The dark haired junior turned her head to the side and put a finger up to his lips, pushing him away ever so gently. 

“I’m on a first name basis with everyone who’s had their tongue on my clit. And don’t try to be bossy with me, it’s not hot.” She said coldly, walking over to the large desk at the front of the room and plopping her butt down on the desk. 

“Hmmm seems like someone’s not feeling grateful for the preset I got her.” The man taunted as he began leaning up against a nearby desk. Camilla rolled her eyes and crossed her legs up on the desk so she could tap on the sides of her sneaker. She didn’t want Adam getting comfortable. 

“Where is he anyways? I thought he was going to be joining you in science club, but I didn’t see him in there.” Mr.Lanning asked.

“He’s in here.” Camilla said, tapping on her shoe as she pulled her phone out of her pocket.

“Wait he’s in your shoe?” The older man asked with a grimace. He knew that Camilla was trying to get the poor boy in trouble with Crowell but he didn’t know that Camilla would be allowed to shrink him down unsupervised. And to be put inside this girl’s shoe? That must be unpleasant. “Don’t you think that’s a bit crude? I’m sure it doesn’t smell great in there.”

“No shit, it’s supposed to stink.” Camilla said not taking her eyes off of her phone. “He spent like an hour under my butt, and I’m still in my gym shorts.” The giddy young woman chuckled at the suffering that she had been inflicting in her little prisoner. 

“Jesus, why the hell are you doing that?” Lanning asked, growing more irritated with her attitude and more repulsed by her exploitation of her own poor hygiene.

“Because I can.” She said, giving Michael an odd look. “And because Adam is a little shit who deserves to sniff my fucking ass.” She was getting sick of her teacher’s line of questioning. 

“Christ Camilla, why do you feel the need to torment the poor kid. You’re acting like a child.” Mr.Lanning said, getting off the desk and walking over towards Camilla again. 

“Well maybe that’s because I am a child you fucking pervert!” She said, snapping up from her phone. “You’re a fifty year old man who lied about one of his students so you could get a seventeen year old girl in bed. So why don’t we quit being judgemental hmm?” She said hopping up off the desk and standing up to meet the enraged man.

Michael simply stood in the middle of the room, silently furious over being called out on his sick perversions. “Now listen here you little-“ He was going to put this arrogant little bitch back in her place, but he was instantly silenced when Camilla pulled a small remote out of her pocket and pointed it at the man. A shiver ran down his spine as he waited for her to make her next move.

“How about it Michael? How would you like to be one of my toys?” The beautiful young woman asked with a wicked smile on her face.