I mean, if it was built for people of your size you might as well take it. Moving towards the ladder, you notice another tiny with the same idea as you. They were already halfway up the ladder, so calling out to them would be pointless. Putting your hands on the first fringes, you begin your lengthy ascent.
After a few minutes, you were approaching the top. You were lucky you went to the gym almost daily, or else your arms might have given out with how much climbing there was. You felt the cool touch of the wooden desk, and rolled onto the top of it. Although you were completely out of breath, you were glad you managed to make it up here. Sitting up, you took a look at your surroundings. There wasn’t much up here other than Miss Erin’s Laptop, some papers, a cup of coffee and some pens. Miss Erin in particular caught your eye, as her top was… rather revealing. Remembering your original goal, you began to make your way over to her.
Out of the corner of your eye, you managed to spot a fellow tiny. It seems as though they were also trying to get her attention, albeit with a rather… strange strategy. They were climbing up the side of her coffee, probably hoping she would see them when she went to take a sip. You could already see how that would end up for them, and hoped they’d realize the same soon enough.
Making your way over to the side of her laptop, you were faced with a bit of an issue. Odds are she wouldn’t hear you if you called out, as she still had rock music playing from the speakers. You could always try getting a bit closer, but that would mean treading the battleground of her rapidly moving hands. One sweep of her hand and you’d easily get knocked off or simply squished. Unfortunately, you didn’t have any better options at the moment. Sticking close to the laptop, you crawled along the desk, making sure you were low down enough that her hand wouldn’t hit you in the head.
Every so often you’d feel the surface shake as her hand came down to rest on the desk, landing scarily close to you. It was definitely a bit worrying, but you continued onwards. After a few more close calls, you made it past the laptop and found yourself in front of Miss Erin. Her massive chest loomed eerily close to you as it slightly jiggled with every movement of her arm. Considering her focus was on her laptop at the moment, you decided that the best way to get her attention was to climb onto it. You did run the risk of getting hit by one of her fingers, but surely she’d notice first, right?
Climbing onto the keyboard, you made your way over to the trackpad. Your body wasn’t large enough for it to register your movements, but if she wanted to scroll a page then you’d be the first thing she’d notice. As according to plan, one of her fingers came barreling down onto the track pad. Unfortunately you misjudged the situation a bit, and instead of her seeing you first, the finger simply rammed into you. You were sent flying from the trackpad and landed on the spacebar with enough weight to activate it.
“Huh? What’s going on with my keyboard…”
Miss Erin’s voice boomed from above, her eyes shifting to focus on her spacebar.
“What is that?”
As you recovered from the impact, you opened your eyes to see two massive fingers coming for you. You felt your body get squeezed as they clamped around you, dragging you up to her face. You found yourself face to face with a large blue eye as she squinted at your tiny form.
“W-wait… you’re a student!”
Her eyes went wide with shock as she accidentally opened her fingers. Luckily her reflexes were fast enough that she brought her hand underneath to catch you. She peeked above her laptop to see if anyone had noticed, only to see all the (giant) students either busy working or on their phones. Sighing, she brought her head down a bit and whispered to you with a stern look on her face.
“What are you doing here? This is supposed to be a girls-only class!”
You were a bit distracted having her pretty face so close to you, but you recollected yourself and realized you’d have to come up with an excuse. Odds are you’d be reprimanded if she found out you snuck in here without permission, even if Amy was the one who instigated it.
“A few days ago when I requested a tutoring session with you, you told me to meet here.”
Now, it wasn’t a complete lie. During a class earlier in the week, you requested a tutoring session with her. The only thing she told you was that she’d get back to you, but what are the odds that she remembers that?
You tensed up, waiting for her to call you out on your lie. Suddenly, her eyes went wide again.
“Oh, you’re right! I can’t believe I double-booked you with one of my classes!”
Breathing a sigh of relief, you were for once grateful that Miss Erin didn’t have the best memory. In a way, she was similar to Amy.
Miss Erin had a sort of… reputation… among tinies. Although she was one of the nicer and more fun professors, she also happened to be the one that got into the most accidents with tinies. Of course, most of these accidents went unreported (or unnoticed). As a result, her classes often had the lowest tiny enrolment rate.
Even then, for the few tiny classes she did have, they would often have a fairly high ‘dropout’ rate. She always tries her best to be helpful to her tiny students, though oftentimes misinterpreting what they want. You were one of the lucky students to survive through her class, and for what it’s worth, she was a good enough teacher to stick around for.
“Haha, I can’t believe I almost didn’t recognize my star student! You must’ve been pretty confused, right Tom?”
“Heh, yeah…”
It was a bit hard to keep up with how cheery her personality was. One second she looked like she was ready to give you detention, the other she had the brightest look on her face.
“You didn’t have any trouble, right?”
“Well, I did have a close encounter with a student earlier, but-“
You’re cut off by Miss Erin gasping.
“Oh dear! You must’ve been so scared…”
“Don’t worry ma’am, it wasn’t much of a proble-“
Suddenly, you felt a rush of air come at your body as her hand and you began rapidly approaching her chest.
“Don’t worry, you’re safe now!”
To her, she was simply giving a frightened student a comforting hug. After all, what professor wouldn’t be worried about one of their dear students?
For you, however, it was a much different experience. Your body was smashed against her massive chest, with the softness of her breast enveloping you whole. It was a bit surprising how soft it was, considering she had a suit on. If she was saying something then you couldn’t hear it, as your body was almost completely trapped between her palm and breast. It was also starting to get a bit hard to breathe as you felt yourself being pushed harder and harder.
Finally, you were freed of her killer hug as she brought her hand back. Her chest’s grip on you was too strong, however, and her hand retracted while still leaving you clinging onto her breast. Well, considering your location and the protrusion you could feel through her shirt, you were on her… nipple.
Miss Erin looked at her hand confused, wondering why you weren’t there.
“Huh? Where’d you go Tom?”
“D-down here…”
You held onto her breast tightly, not wanting to fall from such a large height.
“Oh! I guess you weren’t quite done with the hug, hehe.”
She brought her hand down and picked you off her chest.
“I can’t tutor you until this class ends, so feel free to stick around until then. Maybe you’d even be able to help me with my computer work, hehe!”
You forgot just how much she giggled. Well, at least you managed to get her attention. You couldn’t help any of the other trapped students, so you just prayed they’d figure a way out themselves.
Speaking of trapped students, what about that one that climbed the coffee?
“Um, Miss Erin? About your coffee…”
“Oh! Thanks for reminding me Tom!”
You could do nothing but watch as she picked up the coffee and brought it to her mouth. As it passed you, you noticed a tiny student holding onto the rim. It wasn’t for long though, as her massive lips came onto it, enveloping the tiny student. The next thing you heard was a gulp as the coffee went down her throat. Pulling the coffee away from her mouth, you noticed the student was no longer on the rim.
“Ahh~ always good to have a nice cup of coffee.”
As she sighed pleasantly, you were given a full view of her mouth and the dark cavern inside. You shuddered, glad you were on the good side of Miss Erin.
“Well Tom, you seemed to enjoy my hug so how about you just relax there for the time being?”
Before you could say anything, she tilted her hand downwards and dropped you onto her chest. You bounced a few times, before coming to a stop on the warm surface. The top of her shirt was completely unbuttoned, meaning you were on her bare breast right now. To your right was the grand canyon of her cleavage, marking doom for any unfortunate enough to fall in the middle.
Miss Erin returned to typing, and you just had to kill time.
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