Math Class

I walked towards Ms. Scott's classroom, still unsure of what to think about what was happening. As I walked down the hall I felt my eye line raise and lower randomly, usually followed by a giggle from a nearby girl. I finally arrived at Ms. Scott's classroom, and as soon as I opened the door and walked in, all the desks seemed to rise around me, until they reached my belly button. I looked over at Ms. Scott at her desk, looking right at me, remote in hand. She stood up and began to walk towards me, and as she got closer I noticed I was looking at the bottom of her chin.

"Good morning Davey. Aren't these new things great?" She said, gesturing to the remote. "Not so much of a 'Little Miss Scott' anymore, am I? Please take a seat and wait for the rest of class to show up so I can explain some new disciplinary rules."

I headed over to my seat and checked my social media on my phone as students, both male and female flooded in.

"Good morning all! As you've heard, some of our talented science students created these fancy shrinking remotes for us to use, and let it be known that I will not hesitate to use this as a disciplinary tool for this class. As for the first order of business, let me just change one thing quickly." Ms. Scott said, adjusting the knob on her remote.

I suddenly saw all of the boys in my class shift in their seats, their heads seemingly lowering compared to the girls. Some guys looked down at themselves and began to panic, and as I expected, there was immediately some outcry.

"What the fuck?! When I heard about this plan I thought it was some kind of mass scale prank! But this is insane! Grow us back you crazy bitch!" That voice was Bryce, a common troublemaker, who I noticed had stormed up to Ms. Scott, which looked amusing seeing the good 6 inches she stood taller than him.

Bryce reeled back a punch, but right before it made contact, he seemed to disappear from sight. I peered over and saw Bryce, now even small if he was compared to a toddler (2'0), confused that his punch had little to no effect, hitting Ms. Scott in the side of her thigh.

Ms. Scott leaned over and picked up Bryce like a child, and you could see Bryce's perspective shift, as he was initially flailing in anger, but now had an expression of **** fear, as he realized just how much power Ms. Scott had over him.

"I will not have such immature language in my classroom! On top of that, attacking a staff member? This would be grounds for suspension, but I have a much better idea for a punishment." Ms. Scott said, sitting down in a chair before laying Bryce across her lap, back in the air.

"Wait no, you can't do this, this has to be illegal!" Bryce yelled, despair in his voice.

"Oh Bryce, I'm afraid I can, what are you going to do to stop me?" Ms. Scott mocked, pulling Bryce's jeans and underwear down to his ankles, exposing his bare ass.

Ms. Scott then reeled back and slapped Bryce's cheek so hard it immediately left a red hand-shaped mark, which began to turn purple from bruising. Bryce screamed in agony, until the end when he burst into tears, humiliated in front of his classmates.

I'm sure every guy in the class thought it was cruel what Ms. Scott was doing, but we were all far to intimidated to do anything about it, and all the girls loved the sight of their classmate being objectified like this.

"Now to ensure you don't cause any more disruptions this class, I'll have to put you in time out." Ms. Scott said, pulling the remote out of her jacket pocket. After a turn of the knob, Bryce diminished to the size of a doll (5"), and he went limp, overwhelmed with fear, as Ms. Scott lowered him into a glass jar she had on her desk. I suddenly saw Maria, who was sitting two desks from me, raise her hand.

"Yes Maria?" Ms. Scott asked,

"I was wondering, at the assembly they said that we could only shrink boys to 70% of their height, so how did you just shrink him so much? And why can i neither shrink anyone or stop you from shrinking anyone?"

"Good question, Maria! See my remote is more powerful than your guy's, I can shrink boys down to as small as 0.5% of their original height, but I only get this additional power when the boys are inside of my classroom, and during classes, the two student's who made these made it so that without my permission, you girls' remotes wont function." Ms Scott responded, "Now does any girl want to keep little Bryce at their desk?"

I suddenly saw one girls hand rocket up, with a sinister look on her face, and this girl was Tiana, a good friend of Anna's who I knew was Bryce's ex-girlfriend, and as those relationships do, I heard she didn't take the breakup too lightly. As Ms. Scott walked Bryce over to Tiana's desk, I saw Bryce panic in the jar, clawing at the edges, tears in his eyes. When Tiana took the jar, she immediately shook it side to side and laughed as she watched Bryce fall to the bottom of the glass.

Class resumed, and I saw Maria eyeing me out of the corner of her eyes, with a disturbing predatory, yet aroused look. I tried not to make too much of it, and I tried to be a good student, as not to be shrunk even more than I was.