Hey, something just kicked in, you think! Her eyes just went super focused!

Miranda's head snaps to you all of a sudden, eyes focused like an eagle, and with a robotically composed expression. Does that mean it worked? She licks her lips at you, which is probably a result of the pill soaking up some water from her body or something. Then, without warning, she lunges towards you at full speed, easily catching you off guard and tackling you down to the ground of the nurse's office. Eep!

You struggle underneath her, alarmed at her sudden burst of speed, but she holds you down easily by pressing her palms down onto your shoulders and squeezing slightly. Wow, it really must've worked! It boosted her strength so much, her grip's like -- uh oh.

Her hands move from pinning you down by your shoulders, to pinning you down by the front mounds of your chest. Miranda's hands **** your shirted boobs, squeezing and pressing down on them with a lot more pressure than you ever thought she'd be able to muster. You twitch and shake beneath her, trying to get away again now that her grip is on a softer part of your body, but you can't move an inch as she mauls your breasts passionately.

Feeling your feeble struggles beneath her, she drops herself forward and puts her face right in there and starts violently thrashing around, tongue out, licking and taking in your boobs with totally unexpected energy.

"W-woah! Miranda!"

You're not even sure how you'd have continued that objection if she'd responded to it, which she of course didn't. Instead, she just ramps up the effort and gets even more rough with them. Man.....

As you're having your orbs jostled around and kept completely still on the ground (you try kicking your legs for a bit, but it probably just looks embarrassing), Miranda pauses the actions for a second to quickly take your blazer off and throw it aside before going back to putting attention on your shirted tits.

She leans in, giving one long lick over the front of one that sends tingles up your body and makes one your eyelids twitch in embarrassing pleasure. When she completes it, she does the same to its companion and then brings her face up higher to hover over your neck. Her hot breath sends shudders all over you, and you're pretty sure that your heart is beating at random intervals. The shuddering is only intensified as she leans in closer and starts sniffing at your neck to take in your scent, like a predator to its prey, still roughly mauling your bosom as she does so. This just isn't fair....

The combined sensations are too much, as you give up all attempts at struggling for good and feel your nipples shamefully hardening. B-besides, it's not like you really want to push her off of you right now, even if you could muster the strength. Ah, that is- it might be like waking a sleepwalker if you pushed her off right now. You shouldn't risk it. Nnghh--

"Miranda -- ah!" Your words, more moans than thoughts, are cut off as her thigh presses deep into the outside of your pants-covered pussy, just above her knee. Sh-she's really so forceful.... it's humiliating, but you actually start leaking out of your pussy, just a little bit.

Feels s-so good.... the r-ruh-rubbing.....

Even the dim flickering of thoughts in your brain is extinguished as she moves her head upwards another time and takes you with a rough kiss. You don't even try to fight back with her tongue, you just twitch beneath her and let her take full control of your mouth with her own. You're being completely overwhelmed and overpowered by the small girl on top of you. Her thigh presses deeper against your ever-dampening spot as she ravages every part of you, mauling your tits and wrestling your submissive tongue, forcing you to make a dumb face as your body shivers and shudders with sensations you certainly weren't expecting today. But.... it isn't so bad.......

Miranda finishes the sloppy tongue wrestling match, in which her opponent tapped out at the bell, and pulls back to look over her messy conquest. She shifts her leg so that her knee is pressed against your pussy, rubbing up and down occasionally in ways that feel way too good but also with enough strength prepared that you'd be completely pinned down by your crotch if you were to make any attempts to move -- which you don't. While she's sitting up like this, her hands move to unbutton your school shirt all the way down, throwing the partings to the side once she's done and returning her hands to violently assaults your bra-covered breasts once again. Ooohh, heeellppp~~....

This whole time, she's had a greedy look in her eye, but her face has stayed mostly like a no-nonsense hunter who's just carrying out their business taking down some far weaker prey. Having that comparison where you're the prey and Miranda's the strong hunter is a pretty heavy blow to your self-esteem, but you **** it down..... But now, as she squeezes and jostles around your boobs, fingers sinking into their softness, regular expressions return to her face and she blinks hard a few times. D-does that mean.... it wore off? Are you safe? Awww..... W-wait, no, that's a good thing..... Right? You can't remember.....

"Ohmigod! Debbie, w- I'm so sorry, what did-" Miranda gasps, looking down at you in complete shock.

You're panting and delirious, so you're probably quite an embarrassing sight to see. Aren't you supposed to be a Warrior student? And Miranda doesn't even like Combat Class.....

"Umm...." Miranda bites her bottom lip tentatively as she looks you over. Up until now, her attack on your boobs has stopped, but as she looks down at you she gives a slow, indulgent squeeze with her left hand. She gulps, takes in a deep breath, and then scrunches up her face in.... anger? "Raaawrrr!! Th-the thingy, the pill is making me all... uh, rawwrr!!"

Drat, for a second you thought it was over, but it looks like she's still all ****....

Miranda continues her squeezes and feeling up of you, a lot gentler now and without the attention to your pussy, but you're still sprawled out like a starfish beneath her, lost in the pleasure. You know that an attempt to break free won't work, so you don't even try. You'll just let her do whatever she wants to you.....

Her hands are shaking excitedly, and you think you see hearts in her eyes as she places her hands on your exposed belly and slides them up until they're under your bra, both palms right up against your unprotected boobs and inside of your last topside garment now. She squeezes your plush boobs, continuing the slower and almost exploratory pace she switched to recently, and her face turns brightest red.

"So this is what....." She starts, saliva catching in the back of her mouth. "Y-your immaculate body..." She drawls, this time without being cut off but simply not finishing her sentence. Her breath is coming in shudders, and you're pretty much in the same spot. Except you're also stuck on your back, getting your nice plushies mashed together and felt up at a now-quickening pace without any way to stop it. Nng- and it's starting to feel too nice! Uh oh!

"AAAANNGGHHHH" You moan out of a wide-open mouth as she keeps hold of you, mouth full of saliva and tongue barely working properly as you cum in shudders beneath her. You pussy absolutely explodes into violent sprays, even though at this point you're only getting your boobs touched, which only adds to the embarrassment you'd be feeling if your brain wasn't misfiring all over the place at the moment.

Miranda seems shocked to see it, and freezes up with her hands on the front of your bare tits as you quake.

"W-woa, did I just make you....." She asks, her eyes going huge and her face somehow getting even redder than it already was. "I -- I did.... you just came because I made you do it....." Sweat and excitement radiates from her awestruck face, as she gives each of your boobs a nice and tight squeeze to help carry you through your powerful orgasm. Not as tight a squeeze as she'd been doing earlier, though.....