This choice: You get called to the principals office • Go Back... So you gotta meet Dawn on the roof. Well you weren’t really sure why, but if she wants you up there, you would be a pretty bad friend if you didn’t do it up there.
That was at the end of the day though, cause right now you were dealing with something else.
“May (Your Name) please come to the Principal’s office.”
“Ohhh...” You say as that was not something you wanted to do. Nothing against Cynthia. When it comes to principals, you imagine she was the best. Relaxed, smart, beautiful like... wow so beautiful. Confident, funny, welcoming. Pretty much every good word you can imagine, she would go there.
You walk to the Principal’s Office. Opening the door and walking in. You have to go through the Vice-Principal’s office before getting to the principals.
“Oh uh... hello there Miss Diantha.” You say greeting her. She smiled as she walked over, white clothes and holding a couple of files to her chest.
“Hello (Your Name). How has school been treating you?”
“Oh you know, can’t complain. Uh... w-what does the principal want with me?” You say quietly as you were a bit worried.
“I don’t know, but remember to be respectful.” Diantha smiled as you thanked her.
“If you want me to Diantha, guess I will.” You say as you knock on the door.
“Come in!” Cynthia called as you get rid of any fear and worry that you might have. Walking inside and looking around at the entire place.. It was her office, but it seemed almost like her place.
She even had a couch and a television not so far. The room was huge, much bigger than Diantha’s. Shades covering the window, and a large desk.
She was currently to the side of the room by her coffee machine. Drinking from a cup. Her black outfit. Not only did it show her tall and model like figure, it also just made her look... amazing. She had to know how she looks right?
“Nothing but a cup of coffee in the morning. Welcome (Your Name.) You wanna take a seat.” She said indicating. You listen to your principal as you sit down in the wooden chair.
Cynthia walking to her side of the desk, sitting down in her principal chair and drinking more coffee.
“Oh, I should of asked, would you want some?”
“Uh... y-you already sat down. Don’t worry, i’m good.” You smile to her.
“Are you sure, you can drink from the other side of my coffee cup. No lip contact.” She said as you decline her offer again. After taking another sip, she lowered it down and her eyes connected with yours.
“Now, (Your Name), how have you been finding this academy?”
“O-Oh, pretty great.” You say to her. “I mean it’s the top leading academy and you know in spite of the obvious, i’ve feel like i’ve gotten along with a lot of people.”
“So you are doing good both academically and socially, i’m glad.” She smiled to you. “Now, what about this... skirt looking you’ve done.”
“T-That’s not an actual thing. I swear!” That sounds like something you might get kicked out. “It’s just a rumour some girl made up, I promise.”
“Oh i’m glad.” She chuckled. “With how tall you are, it would be quite hard for you to look under a skirt.”
“I-I guess?” You wonder back to her confused.
“How tall are you?” She said leaning her way in. You don’t think this was intentional, but as she leaned forward you were able to see her cleavage. Avert your eyes quickly, this would be dangerous otherwise.
“H-How tall?” You tell her your height as she laughed.
“Quite tall, in fact the tallest in the school, aren’t you?”
“I-I think Claire is just taller than me, but not really fair since I went through Puberty different.”
“Interesting isn’t it.” Almost like she found something to change conversations. “How boys are just taller, stronger, bigger than girls.”
“Y-Yeah I guess... i’m sorry is there a reason i’m here Principal.”
“Cynthia is fine, and yes there is. I’m just probing she smiled.” As she did have a reason.
“Okay... s-so go ahead.”
“You know, me and your father. We got along so well.”
“Right, h-he’s the reason i’m here.”
“He is.” She smiled. “Your father, he was so handsome. He was of course a few years older than me but he was a real dreamboat. Me and my friends, we use to gossip and dream about him.”
“M-My father didn’t say he was a... dreamboat.”
“You don’t have contact with your father do you?” She wondered as you were getting more and more uncomfortable with everything the beautiful blonde said.
“I-I think that might be a bit too much to share.”
“Oh I understand.” She chuckled in response. “You are though, the exact spitting image of your father when he was that age.” She chuckled.
Does that mean... she thinks you are a dreamboat as well, does she?
“C-Cynthia. What’s the reason you brought me here?”
“Oh, don’t worry. Nothing bad, you are here for fun.” Cynthia said as she chuckled. “I guess I have been teasing it, so let’s start.”
“Start?” You wonder to her in response. Sitting there as you were getting more worried. Cynthia lowered her hand and moved and opened her drawer.
She opened it wide as you were confused for a couple of second. Seeing her raise a toy gun?
Closing the draw after she wanted to catch your response and your look. Looking at you as were simply just confused. She raised it ahead, and pointed it towards you.
“C-Cynthia...”
“This is a shrink ray, and you are about to get shrunk.”
“W-What?” You wonder your way to her, of course just being confused.
“Confused, don’t worry. It won’t change what will happen. Let’s shrink you down.” A confident smirk, she pulled the trigger and you start to shrink.
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