She was a vision in her classroom a majestic giantess teacher. Every step echoed with power a silent promise of pleasure. 
Her students were tiny beneath her a willing audience for her magnificent form. They adored her every curve her every commanding glance. 
One young man dreamt of her especially her colossal soles. He imagined them crushing him underfoot a blissful end. 
He found himself drawn to her as if by an invisible string. A willing servant to her immense desires. 
Her eyes held him captive a silent invitation. He knew what she wanted him to do. 
He knelt before her a tiny figure offering himself completely. His devotion was absolute his surrender total. 
She gently brought her foot down a playful tease. The air crackled with anticipation his heart pounded. 
He was ready to worship to serve to survive. A small offering for a giantess goddess. 
Her touch was soft yet firm a promise of exquisite pressure. His body tingled with eager submission. 
The sorority sisters watched intrigued by the spectacle. Their own desires stirred by the display of power. 
Canan Short 3
