A Sick Death
" Ok..., thanks...everything's here...I got the lesson plans from her mail box."
" All right...", replied the office receptionist as she smiled back at the guy, watching him turn around and leave, headed upstairs to the second floor, to room 210.
Once he was there, Sam entered the room and went to the front desk. After placing the lesson plans down, he looked around, seeing all the empty rows neatly lined up. Knowing what to do and how the day would go, Sam, the substitute teacher, sat down in the teacher's desk and opened his briefcase, removing a book he'd been reading, opening it to a marked page. For the next fifteen to twenty minutes, the guy read away, expecting the bell any moment.
Sure enough, as expected, the bell rang, and all the barbarians, that is, 'students', came into the building, running wildly to their lockers, and finally going to their respective classes.
Getting up, Sam went to the door and peered out into the hall, seeing all the highschool kids as they got all their stuff. At every highschool he visited, Sam always went out of his way to check out the girls, simply watching them, all dressed in jeans, presenting their nice asses through the denim material. Indeed, this was Sam's favorite part of the job!
As he stood there, the teenagers came forth, venturing into the room, taking seats. Still at the entrance, Sam took note of a particular girl, a very sexy and attractive brunette, dressed in jeans, wearing knee high stiletto black boots, a T-shirt, and some black mascara smeared around her dark eyes. Looking the long haired girl over, Sam gazed away with a little lust until she finally grabbed her books from her locker, turned around, and headed toward him. Impressed, the guy couldn't keep his eyes off her until she finally walked on by into the classroom, asking with a very rude tone of voice, " What the fuck are you looking at?"
With a light sigh, Sam answered, " Nothing..."
Giving him a dirty look, the girl marched in and parked her beautiful ass into one of the seats.
When the second bell rang and he was before the class, Sam said, " Ok..., my name's Mr. Parker...and I'm your sub for today."
Not responding, the room full of spoiled kids just sat there, staring away, an expression of boredom and disgust written all over their defiant urban faces.
" Well..., whatever...", responded Sam, " There's an assignment left for you...here it is..."
The material in hand, the guy passed it out to the kids who simply looked at it and slowly picked up their pens and pencils afterward. When he was through, Sam mentioned, " All right..., get busy...if you've got any questions, please ask...I'll be more than happy to help."
That said, he returned to the front desk and did some paper work, getting a few things ready for the next class.
Suddenly, he heard laughter in the back. Raising up his head, Sam saw that same girl, joking around with another kid.
" Ladies..., quiet...get back to work!"
A dirty look on her pretty face, the girl slowly returned her attention to the sheet before her.
Believing it was all over, Sam looked down again, continuing with his stuff. Out of no where, or so it seemed, a crumpled up paper struck his chest, thrown right at him by one of the students. Quickly, he looked up, seeing that bitchy cunt again, an expression contempt on her face.
With a sigh, Mr. Parker raised himself and ventured to the back of the room, slowly walking behind the exquisite female. Glancing down, he took note of the name on the paper, saying afterward, " Ms. Jessica Williams..., I think you've just earned yourself a detention."
" What?", snapped the young lady in response.
" You've got a detention for throwing that paper at me."
" I didn't throw shit!"
" Yea..., right."
" I fucken didn't!"
" You got a detention.", replied the man as he returned to his desk, took hold of the detention pad, and wrote her nice ass up.
As he sat there, he heard her mumble under her breath, " Fuck you...bastard...I'll show you...!"
Shaking his head, Sam only continued writing, done now with the detention, finishing up with the lesson plans. However, from the right side of the room, toward the front, he heard from a black kid, " I wouldn't mess with her if I was you...she's more than you think...no one messes with Jess..., kids or teachers."
" Young man..., this doesn't concern you...finish your work."
" Ok...", answered the teen, " Just warning you..."
A half hour later, the bell rang and the kids all got up and left. It didn't take long and the next bunch of punks came in, sitting down, and looking like nothing in the world mattered to them. This class went by fine without much trouble, taking into account today's relaxed definition of 'trouble'. Eventually, the rest of the day went by, finally coming to an end with the two thirty bell.
Almost done in the classroom now, Sam got up and began straightening all the desks, pushing 'em all back in line. While he cleaned up, he happened to glance in the door's direction, seeing Jessica, standing there, staring away at him.
Before he could ask what she wanted, the sexy girl raised her hand and aimed her ring at him, pointing a black gem directly in his direction.
" What..., Jessica...what are you doing?"
" Fuck you, you creep...take this...!"
" Hey..., what the...!", yelled Sam, all confused at the way things were beginning to appear.
" Jessica..., what's going on..., what the hell are you doing?"
" It's a magic thing I found...I've had it for a few years."
" Jessica..., I'm, I'm...!"
" That's right...you fool, you're shrinking...you're getting smaller and smaller!"
" Help..., no!"
" It's too later for help..., asshole...you're shrinking down to nothing!"
Finally, when she lowered her hand, Sam stood there on the tiled floor no higher than three inches!
Looking forward, the helpless little creature saw her awesome boots approach, getting closer and closer until the attractive brunette stood before him, shifted her weight, and placed her left hand on her hip, saying, " So..., you gonna give me a detention now?"
" Please..., Jessica, return me to normal!"
" Fuck you...ha, ha..., I'm gonna make you suffer, you little prick!"
" No, no...!", screamed the guy as the sexy girl squatted and reached for him, taking the man up with her as she straightened her frame, turned around, and ventured out of the room, strolling down the now empty hall, allowing her boots to echo off the walls.
At last, Jessica stepped outside and went over to her car in the school lot. Since she was over sixteen, the girl obviously had a driver's license, giving her the right to use the streets. Reaching into her jean pocket, Jessica produced her car keys and opened the driver's side door of the old rusted 82 Ford Granada.
With no effort whatsoever, Jessica placed little Sam in the center of the bench seat, getting in herself afterward. Looking to the left, Sam watched her nice ass park itself right next to him, making him feel smaller than ever. Her head turned down now, Jessica said, " Ok..., little man..., you're coming with me...there's no escape...ha, ha...!"
" Jessica, please..., what are you doing...?"
" I don't like being fucked with...no one tells me what to do and gets away with it, I don't take shit from anyone."
" Please, Jessica, return me to normal and let me go!", begged Sam, gazing up along the side of her denim covered ass.
Ignoring him, Jessica started the car, put the thing into drive, and then took off, headed to her place.
After twenty minutes, the girl pulled into the driveway of a single story home. Reaching downward, she took up Sam and got out, going over to the front door. With her key, the young lady let herself in and stepped into the livingroom. All alone, the house to herself for the next three hours, Jessica went over to the livingroom's table and placed Sam down on top of it.
Just standing there, Sam helplessly watched as she squatted before the piece of furniture and looked at him, giving him a very wicked grin, asking, " So what am I gonna do with you?"
" Please let me go!"
" Not on your life...which isn't gonna last much longer anyway."
" What are you talking about?"
" You've gotta be punished...you insulted me."
" I was just doing my job."
" I don't give a shit...I'm above everything...!"
Slowly, the sexy girl reached forward, causing little Sam to scream, " Jessica, what are you doing?"
" Ever been raped before?', ask Jessica, using her right hand to rip off all his clothes.
" No..., no..., please, that hurts!"
" Fuck you!"
In no time, Sam was stripped naked by the giant looking teenage girl.
His clothes all off now, Sam hung from his arm while she got up and strolled with him into the kitchen. There, the sadistic girl placed him on the kitchen table and went over to a drawer, removing a box of matches. Back by the table, Jessica lit up one of the wooden sticks and brought it near him, watching the guy back off as the glow almost touched him.
" Run, run..., ha, ha...!", bellowed the female, chasing him around, causing him to move all over the table top.
" Jessica..., don't, please!"
" Ha..., you look so funny running around all naked!"
After forcing him around the table's surface for two or three minutes, Jessica retracted the match and threw it into the kitchen sink.
" Jessica...don't hurt me...!"
" I'll do with you as I please!"
" Let me go...!"
An evil smile on her face now, Jessica went over to the cup board and retrieved a tall clear drinking glass. By the table again, the sick girl took up Sam and tossed him into the thing.
" Jessica...!", exclaimed Sam, seeing her giant looking hand encircle the glass and remove it from the table's surface, squatting down afterward, and placing the glass onto the floor.
Before his terrified tiny eyes, Sam watched as she unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her pants and panties. Next, the perverted wench moved over the glass, allowing her cunt to hover directly over the opening.
While he looked up to her amazing and beautiful cunt and ass, Jessica said, " Here it comes!"
A second later, she pissed down into the object, slowly filling it up, her yellow stuff gradually rising up and up until it totally engulfed helpless Sam. In a matter of moments, he found himself swimming in her piss, trying as hard as he could to stay afloat!
" Ha..., look at that!", yelled the psycho-girl while she stood up and raised her attire.
Pleased to see him bob up and down in the smelly liquid, Jessica went low again for a second and took up the glass, getting up afterward, and walking over to the microwave.
" Jessica, no..., please!", cried Sam as she opened the door of the oven and placed the glass containing Sam directly atop the small turntable, slamming the door shut in the end.
Arching herself forward slightly, Jessica looked in through the oven's window, smiled, and waved at Sam, saying, " Bye, bye...!"
Still struggling to stay afloat, Sam yelled, " No, please, Jessica!"
With no sympathy whatsoever, Jessica turned the timer to five minutes and hit the start button. To his horror, the inside walls of the oven began glowing while the base upon which the glass stood started turning, going around and around.
" Die..., mother fucker...die!"
" Please..., please!"
Warmer and warmer, hotter and hotter, became her piss until it bubbled. Like a worm, Sam wiggled about as he boiled alive in the young lady's PISS!, finally closing his eyes, his life ended.
Causually, Jessica removed the glass, strolled into the bathroom, and poured both her pee and Sam into the toilet, flushing him away afterward!
The End