Home economics

Veronica just gave a huff in frustration, “Why does anyone need to do home ec? Isn’t that why people have servants at home for? Why would anyone learn to cook or clean?” She shook her head of that thought and headed off to class. She opened the classroom’s door and slammed it behind her. She surveyed what she thought was her domain. The home Economics room was pretty standard, oven, clean kitchens counters, sinks, washer, dryer and of course, since she was late, a classroom of kids sitting in various tables. They looked at her and then returned their attention to the teacher who did not stop lecturing.

Veronica just sat on the nearest table, not even caring she was obstructing views of the teacher or that she should probably sit on a chair. Veronica paid attention for 2.6 seconds ( a new personal school record) before looking to the teen beside her, who she knew was named Dorothy. She was a generally sweet girl to everyone and she looked sweet too. Short height, short blonde pony-tail, cute face, cute framed glasses, and just loved to give hugs to everyone. This was exactly the type of girl Veronica LOATHED. Veronica could see that she was WAYY Y hotter than her, then why did everyone seem to like her? Veronica gave the girl a cold stare, and yet Dorothy just smiled back!

“Your a pathetic worm that nobody likes I hope you know!” Veronica said like the ice-queen she was. Dororthy just ignored the curvy teen and focused forward. Veronica furrowed her brow and poked the girl’s torso with her heels“Don’t ignore me rat, I want you to know that you are NOTHING compared to me!” Veronica hissed at her.

Dorothy just turned her head to face to the spoiled teen, “Now I don’t think that is true, Veronica! On a side note how are you doin?” Dorothy’s large smile almost blinded Veronica and this further infuriated the girl. Meanwhile two male teens named Jackson and Phil started talking about show they saw last right the table right in front of Veronica. “SHHHHH” Veronica silenced them pretty quickly but she also heard Phil quietly say “What a bitch she was talking way louder than us!” Jackson just shook her head and moved his chair away in fear.

Veronica just stood up angry as all hell, getting her favorite cell phone app out, she used the Veronica TEC shrink button and aimed at the little shit who was Phil. Almost like god himself was angry, a red light from the heavens descended upon Phil.

Phil was scared he had no idea that Veronica would go to code red so fast and use her technology on him. He knew no one should fuck with Veronica but he had no idea how cruel she really was! He looked around, the world was growing bigger and bigger, his friend Jackson was just pretending that nothing was happening and Veronica was standing up towering over him. He watched as his eye level passed her breasts, her belly button, her hips and before he knew it he was staring right at her ankles. He finally realized what deep shit he was in.

Veronica looked down on the tiny boy and picked him up, letting him try to run out of her palm, she just closed her hands, effectively trapping the poor boy. She could hear his delicious sobbing, and she relished in his suffering. The class was in shock, in disbelief that a spoiled teen was allowed such power in the palm of her hand!

“You can’t do that to Phil!” Jackson said shaking in fear. Veronica raised a eyebrow, humored at yet another peon trying to challenge her hegemony. “I-I mean Phil is my friend and I won’t let him be-be stuffed in your pussy or crushed by your ass. I have heard the rumors of what happens to those shrunk by you!” Jackson stomped his foot to apparently prove he was serious but the act did look pretty ridiculous. But nevertheless, his bravery struck a cord with the other thirty students as they all nodded their head in agreement, shouting a chant of “Let him go!” Even the teacher stopped teaching how to make a pie and joined in.

Veronica felt her eye twitch, “When did she lose the respect of her classmates?” She thought feeling her anger bubble, “I thought was pretty clear that they new their place in MY SCHOOL!” Veronica then dropped Phil on the table and got her Veronica TEC app out again. She hit a call button and put the phone to her head, “Yup right to my location.” This was all the students heard and their solidarity to free Phil was replaced by confusion.

Only 4 seconds passed when the wall facing the outdoors was smashed in by a massive tank. The students screams as Veronica stepped to the back of the class and spoke making a sweeping hand motion, “Yup all of these stupid kids and the teacher.” The tank aimed its laser cannon at the classroom, and the people inside flinched in fear of being obliterated.

Instead though, a red laser came **** and massaged everyone, except for Veronica’s, body. This massage was soothing for the students but this relaxation was interrupted by the realization that they were in fact shrinking. Soon all were the size of Phil on the ground, feeling pretty ****. Enter Veronica was a broom and dustpan, watching all the little itty-bitty students flee her massive form. Using the dustpan she made quick work collecting all of the 3-inch tall people. Grabbing a jar, she put all of her former students in the jar, taking much pleasure in their suffering. She shook the jar to make sure she had their attention and cleared her throat.

“Ahem Now do you get the hierarchy in this class? How that it is my way or no way? I am going to make you all suffer for your mistake and hopefully the other students and teachers will learn from your error and continue to give me WHAT I WANT!” She shook the jar again just to terrorize them. “Now your punishment is... Oh that is perfect.”

Cooling not two feet away was a fresh baked pumpkin chiffon pie. It smelled great and Veronica brought it in front of her. She gave a large sniff of the dessert and looked at her victims in the jar. “Now, doesn’t that look good... It is just missing some....garnishes!” Veronica grabbed the jar, and using her hand as a filter, allowed a few of the male students fall into the pie.

One wouldn’t think it would be that hard to get out of pie but unfortunately this was not the case, stepping in the soft filling was like walking in super hot quicksand. It was not long until Jackson and the other boys were crying to god to help them as they new what was coming next as they were sinking deeper and deeper into the pie. Veronica grabbed a knife and licked her lips, she knew this would be delicious.
Taking special care not to cut the students up as she divided the pie up. As she was cutting she smirked at the students in the jar panicking ,trying to climb the walls, or knock the jar over. It was all futile of course. Scooping up one piece, Veronica licked her lips excited to eat. She had successfully managed to separate two boys for each piece cut. In her excitement, Veronica ate the whole piece in one bit, hearing the screams of the two boys go into her mouth. As she chewed, she took special care not to chew the boys but to simply play with them with her tongue, rubbing them against the roof of her mouth and the side of her cheek. She found it hilarious that even though they were done, she could still feel the hard erections of the two boys before swallowing them. Letting out a breath of relief, Veronica preceded to chow down on the remaining 7 pieces, much to the horror of those stuck in the jar.

Veronica was satisfied, somehow those boys did make the pie taste better, and now she felt that she wanted more people pastry! She got out all kinds of cooking ingredients and started just mixing flour and salt and sugar together not knowing what she was doing, but creating a dough of some kind. When the dough was made, she threw some more students in, more of a mix of girls and guys this time. She used her hands to really push them into the thick, and she loved the feeling of them squirming against her fingers, getting themselves more and more stuck into the dough. Getting a rolling pin out, she flattened the dough and rolled the dough over and over again, making them completely cemented into the pastry. Looking at what she made, Veronica just laughed at a realization., “I really don’t know whether to cook this or to put into the freezer, so I think I will eat this raw.” There were a dozen muffled screams in dough as she finished her sentence, grabbing a piece of student filled dough and throwing it into her mouth.

As she was chowing down on what tasted like cookie dough with an aftertaste of delicious people, she counted that she had 10 people left in the jar. Which brought up the question whether she wanted to do more cooking or to do something new with her last ten victims of this class.