It felt like a "bounce castle" as you landed into the diminutive woman's pillowy cleavage. "Hmmm?!" asked your once small teacher, her mouth full of sandwich as she felt something heavier than bread crumbs fall into her top. A loud gulp echoed through her body as she looked down at you.
"Oooh.... James. Didn't know you thought of me that way." said Ms. Smith smirking as she placed her lunch down. "I guess your mockery of my height was foreplay then?" she giggled, pressing against the sides of her breasts with her arms, squishing you between her vast breasts. "OR were you just hiding and fell into here by mistake? Oh well, doesn't matter. Either way... I'm now in a mood." she grinned, pulling her top down, letting her respectably large mammaries out into the open. The action jostled you, sending you sliding down the top of her right breast. Your journey off the edge was cut short by her soft hand.
"You really are cute at this size young man." giggled the dwarf as she cupped you against the front of said breast. Moaning, she brought the warm boob up to her mouth, licking along the engorged nipple, which also happened to have you next to it as she lathered you in saliva and kisses. "I hope you don't mind James, being loved on by such a 'short stack'. I guess this makes YOU the smallfry... the pipsqueak. Gotta admit, you certainly are adorable." mocked Ms. Smith.
"Maybe you really WERE attracted to me, eh? 'Midgets', as you put it, really your thing? If so... I certainly hope this doesn't ruin the fantasy for you... me... the so-called 'midget' being the bigger one. Heh... though that probably doesn't adequately describe our situation, hmmm? What do you think?" she asked, heaving her chest out, lips in a mock pout. "How would YOU describe this?"
You blushed heavily, having to admit you DID find her attractive. She was wanting an answer.
"More... more like a... god.... goddess holding a pathetic mortal." you whimper. This brought a smirk to her face.
"What was that? Don't think I quite heard you." she cooed.
"You're more like a goddess! A goddess holding a quivering mortal in the palm of her hand." you gasp, sobbing in fear and unacknowledged attraction.
Picking you up off her breast, the 'diminutive goddess' brought you up to her face... holding you in her hand like a judge.
"I think I like that description James. Goddess sounds quite appropriate." said your teacher as she affectionately pecked your body with her lips. With that she...
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