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Edna has been pushed around for too long. Revenge came in the form of a size device...
This choice: Edna shrinks someone else for some fun  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

One Less Evil Teacher To Worry About

    by: Lelouch Author IconMail Icon
Aside from an uncomfortable feeling coming off of Ruth lunch went by like it always did, Edna was too lost in her gleeful thoughts to realize anything was amiss though. These thoughts wouldn't last much longer though, the final class of the day was coming up and Edna was so lost in her vengeance against Heather she forgot to dread it. But once that lunch bell rang it came back to her: Calculus. Now, Edna was extremely smart, smart enough to end up in a top level math course at her age, so the work wasn't anything more than just an annoyance. The teacher however was a different story. The former Misses Emily Henderson, a towering six-foot high brunette who, while admittedly attractive in an adult way, was a straight up bitch. Edna heard stories dating back to when she first started High School about Ms. Henderson, how mean and uncaring she could be. Even her husband couldn't escape this demeanor, which would explain why they ultimately divorced. And of course Edna was just lucky enough to get Ms. Henderson the year of said divorce, and all the stories she had heard was blown away with a much meaner, hurt woman.

Edna was the youngest in her class, being something of a math whiz and Ms. Henderson seemed to almost take this as a challenge. Anytime there was a question it was Edna who had to answer it. Anytime someone needed to be tutored, she had Edna do it. Anytime there was an especially difficult quiz, it was obviously Ms. Henderson trying to outsmart Edna. As far as teachers went by it was pretty immature, but that did nothing to stop the general disdain felt towards Edna as a result. She became something of a class know-it-all, despite not actually trying to do anything. And the overly difficult quizzes and tests were blamed as much on Edna as the teacher. It was pretty much the epitome of hell inside a classroom. As this all came back to mind Edna felt a momentary dread, but it quickly fizzled away as she remembered the microbe struggling beneath her soles. I think today won't be so bad. The young genius smirked to herself.

Minutes later Edna was seated in her desk, right at the front row fazing Ms. Henderson. As always the teacher seemed to tower over her as a giant. Wearing a rather tight-fitting gray skirt with pantyhose, heels, a matching dress-shirt and long, flowing dark brown hair knit tightly into a bun the teacher seemed like something straight out of a fantasy, especially with her notable D's. Edna looked up to her teacher with an innocent greeting smile, receiving a monotone scowl in response. She won't be towering over me for long. Edna was gleefully counting down the time til class ended. After a brief minute the class bell rang and Ms. Henderson promptly shut the door to begin her lesson.

"Today...We shall be reviewing some Trigonometry in preparation for our lesson next class." She began, slowly walking towards her chalkboard which was covered by a picture pulled down. On the way Ms. Henderson grasped a teaching stick while her class breathed a sigh of relief. Reviewing meant it wouldn't be too difficult....Then the picture was lifted to reveal the horror beneath. To put it simply...what was on the board didn't seem to resemble anything remotely indicative of math, or in fact English. There were...three variables, two greek letters, and some angle numbers written but to ask anyone what it meant was bordering the impossible. In fact there was a chance some of this wasn't even a part of the question but rather something later on, not that anyone could tell. Anyone of course, except Edna. Ms. Henderson slammed her teaching stick in her hand, glaring right at Edna. "Solve the problem. You have two minutes."

Edna went right to work plugging in the numbers, accounting for mew and theta, the variables and so on. When she got her answer there was still a minute to be had. Naturally her fellow students didn't fare so well, some got the answer, some gave up right away, and most of them were just confused. But a minute later Ms. Henderson's teaching stick clanked into her hand again, "Pencils down." She took a step towards Edna, "Miss McCoy, would you be willing to be provide for us an answer?"

"Of course." Out came a long series of numbers and variables that seemed to come straight out of nowhere, baffling several people in the room. Ms. Henderson frowned, "Correct." Before Edna could gain any sort of smugness though the teacher continued, "Since you all seem to be well acquainted with the material I think it's safe for us to take a quiz then. Books down and paper only." Edna shriveled into her chair as she felt the piercing gazes of her class eyeing her from behind. To help relax herself she rubbed her foot against a barely noticeable speck in her sandal.

This was just the beginning, and before long it only got worse. After an impossibly hard quiz that even Edna barely handled the class went on to the lesson meant for tomorrow because they were "so prepared". At this point Edna debated on shrinking her teacher right there, but decided against it. If too many people saw her shrinking people things could get out of hand. She would just have to wait. The class went by mostly with notes after that, but the general misery of the room was very obvious. Occasionally Ms. Henderson walked to a desk and slammed her teaching stick onto it to wake up a sleeping student, other times she would call out Edna. By the time the bell finally rang even Edna was happy it finally did. As the room cleared out Edna casually walked over to her teacher at her desk, "Ms. Henderson?"

"Yes Miss McCoy?"

"I had something I wanted to show you."

Before the teacher could brush off the gesture Edna pulled out her size ray. Immediately the teacher recoiled as if it were an actual gun, then calmed down. "Oh, just a toy."

"Wrong on both accounts." Edna smiled as she pulled the trigger. Much like Heather, Ms. Henderson quickly began to shrink in size right in her very chair. In no time the six-foot beauty in heels was Edna's height, by this point she stood up to question Edna as to what was happening. Before she even stood up all the way her eyes met with the younger woman's bosom. Ms. Henderson had to look up to Edna's face as the girl slowly grew more titanic. "You were always so tall so I think I'll leave you a little taller than my first pet." The girl giggled as Ms. Henderson, frozen with shock, approached shoe-level. Finally Edna released the trigger of her device as Ms. Henderson was now only a couple inches high. The teacher fell flat on her bum when Edna bent over and plucked the woman up with no effort. In the girl's palm Ms. Henderson stared up the face of an immense Edna. The young genius grinned as she clenched her fist, "I'll have a lot of fun with you later but for now I have to run before I miss the bus." Before any more could be said Ms. Henderson felt a hurricane of wind against her face as she suddenly entered a dark cave. Overhead was a thin veil of light that revealed the cave had a notable curve to the wall. Still in shock over everything she silently figured out where she was before being pushed deep into a rough fabric.

"Hope you don't mind I when I sit down." Edna laughed as she patted her butt pocket. Having enough for now Edna ran for her bus, eager to toy with her two new pets.

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