She shut her palm around you'd as you listen to the crowd of girls' "oooooooo". You panic, banging on the walls of her finger prison. You are swayed in what you assume are her arm stride, but you are tightly gripped by the dominant teacher.
She then opens her fist and drops you in a drawer of her desk. She then starts up on some sort of lecture, and assigns work for the students as she gets back to you. Whispering to your prison, "I never thought they should keep a male teacher at our school. I guess that they won't be trying this stunt again." Says the giantess. You look up at her large breast and see 'Ms Smith' on her name tag.
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