She notices, but continues the class

"Davey, didn't you write down that you were 134lbs on the sheet? because that would put us at around the same weight, yet you really couldn't break out of that hold, and i could even pick you up without much difficulty!" Mrs. Harlee inquires, putting her hands around my waist, lifting me off the ground, only to set me back down.

I noticed it a bit when she was demonstrating but now that she had given me some time to gather myself, I noticed what she was talking about. Normally I am around Mrs. Harlee's height, so I look her in the eye, meanwhile right now I could swear I was talking to Ava, seeing that I was looking at the bottom of her breasts!

"I honestly have no clue whats happening, someone should call a hospital!" I fearfully exclaimed.

"I mean, you aren't hurt, are you? I see no reason why you need to rush you to a hospital, plus at least now some of the smaller girls have someone to fight."

"Mrs. Harlee! Im seriously like 4 feet tall right now! I need to see a doctor!"

"Well im sorry Davey, but you cannot leave my class with out me giving you a slip, so you are gonna have to wait till the end of the period."

Angrily, I walked back to my group of classmates, some of them staring at me in awe, while some had a more sinister expression. I walked by Ava and I noticed just how much disparity there was now between our heights, I barely reached her waist, and my eye line was right at her gym shorts.

"Now that my demonstrations over, please look at this sheet to see who each of you are fighting first." Mrs. Hardee says, holding a paper in her right hand, then setting it down on the nearby table.

All my classmates began huddling around the sheet, eager to see who we were fighting, and then I saw my next opponent.