Strange Sizes (G/T Oneshots)

☁~ Innocent revenge.

(This is another story with Aya from My little bully, it hapenned before MLB.)
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Veronica was beyond scared.

She was terrified.

She couldn't process what was happening . She was just walking out of a classroom after a course with the first years and was heading to her car, as she only had classes till noon. There, stuck on the window, she found a letter. Curious, she opened it and read it.

The text sent shiver down her spine. It was a short story about her getting shrunken and kidnapped by one of her students, who was eager to do some strange, disgusting things to her as to humiliate her, in a pseudo revenge for being 'haughty' and 'inhumanly unfair with her students'. The revenge involved tons of insultes, being treated like a baby or a pet, being enslaved, and many more edgy teenish things.

She angrily looked at the letter and was about to tear it off and throw it, but she decided against it; she needed it as a proof to investigate about the author of this insult, and once she'd find him, he'd get in big trouble.

Veronica still couldn't help but read the letter over and over, feeling more and more uneasy each time. It didn't sound like the person behind this was insulting, or mocking, or just a sick and tasteless joke; it felt more... Passionate. And the idea of someone being interested in her like this made her shiver in discomfort.

She was about to fold the paper and put it in her pocket, but something came flying from below it.

Veronica took a step back, afraid of the gigantic bug. But she took more than a step back when she got a look at thing. It looked human, a strange human-looking bug which was almost smirking at her.

"Shooting star services, hello!" Veronica fell backward in shock when the bug 'spoke' in a fake cheerful tone. "Hello m'lady. We're terribly sorry to inform you of this, but a wish concerning you was made by a certain Aya." She was too confused to comprehend what the human-bug was saying. "The wish stipulates: 'I wish so much this star could bring my little fantasis to life.' The wish was not meant seriously, but as our services are very professional, it is our duty to fulfill it. You are a part of the fantasis in question, as the letter that was sent to us shows," The bug faked a apologetic tone.

Veronica managed to tear her gaze off of the strange being and look in horror at the piece if paper in her hands. Before she could even react, the tiny being came flying to her and, with a snap of her fingers, made her incredibly sleepy. "Have fun ma'me, with the shooting star services!" It was the last thing she heard before falling asleep...

... And then she woke up, which brings us to the very beginning of this story.

She looked around, terrified at the sea of gigantic feet skyscraper-like legs that swung around with inhuman force as the titanic teens walked around, oblivious to the life at their feet.

Frozen in her spot out of pure terror, Veronica couldn't react when she saw three girls walking to where she stood. It wasn't until it was too late that she finally realized what was happening. She felt a wrecking ball kick her in the stomach, sending her to fly off until she painfully hit a wall.

Veronica threw up as soon as her body fell on the ground, feeling like her stomach was grinded. She started shaking as she soon felt feverish, and she rubbed her stomach in a poor attempt to calm the torturous pain.

Only a couple minutes living this wish, and Veronica was already hugging herself and sobbing loudly, no matter how much she tried to stay quite and collected.

She stayed like this for a long time, before someone managed to completely shut her up, without a single effort.

One of her students was crouching down, and looking at her with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.

She whimpered and start breathing rapidly, trying desperately to stay calm. This was fine, she was fine, this was her student whom respect and loved her, the quietest, most calm and respectful kid of all her classes, she owed her respect. She was fine, she was fine.

Veronica saw massive hands reach out for her, making her flatten against the wall. She gulped down the lump in her throat and took a breath to calm down. She was the teacher here, as an adult she was the one to be dominant here.

"Don't touch me." She didn't stutter, but her voice quivered with fear she could barely hide. Her body could have exploded at any moment with unreleased adrenaline; there were so much places to run to, to hide in, she could run so much to escape and release the excess of adrenaline, but the girl before her was just so massive, trying to escape wasn't even an option.

The teacher sighed in relief when the hand stopped in its track, but the semblant of joy died completely when it came at her again, as if nothing had happened. She told her again to stop, but nothing happened. Over and over, until she was out of breath, and she painfully got up, holding her stomach tightly, when the girl's intention became all too clear.

She could barely walk, but she still found herself running and tripping to get away, always looking back at the hand that slowly teased her.

Once the giant girl was done teasing, the fateful moment came. Veronica felt trunk-sized, fleshy things wrap around her. The two hands now trapping her went up to the girl's beaming face.

"No way you're real..." She breathed out, sending a wave of warm, humid air on the tiny person.

Veronica struggled fiercely against the grip, her vision was becoming more and more blurry with tears the longer she stared at the looming, joyful face of the girl.

Her attempts at breaking free only made the crazy grin widen. It felt so surreal for Aya to have something living and so small fit in her fist, let alone move and squirm, making every little part of her body squish against her hands; proving further that she was here, that she was real.

Veronica couldn't stop crying, the face above her wasn't looking angry, happy, calm, shocked, anything remotely normal in this situation; it looked giddy with pure excitement.

"You are real..." The sentence made her mind collapse, this was so impossible, yet, it was happening: she was standing at barely a few inches, and was trapped in the fist of a kid half her age and a hundred times bigger than her.

Aya released a shuddery breath, and hid her reddening face in her hood, embarrassed at the ideas running through her mind.

She looked away from her teacher in shame, and mumbled excitedly:

"We're going to have so much fun."