Ms. Lacey - Chapter 2

Ms Lacey makes Bobby an offer that is hard to refuse.

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For days, Robby had been racking his brain, trying to find ways of earning detention with his teacher, Ms. Lacey.

He had witnessed Ms. Lacey's remarkable abilities with his own eyes, such as shrinking people and setting hands on fire - just as the rumors had claimed.

Robby hadn't crossed paths with Kennedy since the incident. The last time he saw the unfortunate boy, his hands were covered in blistering red burns from Ms. Lacey's cruel punishment. Robby now regretted teasing him about not being able to masturbate anymore.

Based on the state of Kennedy's hands, Robby had an unpleasant suspicion that he would be permanently scarred. If the injuries were severe enough, they could potentially damage nerves and significantly impair the function of his hands.

Clearly, the idiot who had previously held the top bully position would be unable to maintain it any longer.

Robby had also not seen Kennedy's friends, who were shrunken to the size of dolls by Ms. Lacey the last time he had seen them.

The images of Kennedy's friends being reduced to tiny sizes and forced to worship Ms. Lacey's boots were still seared into his memory.

Bobby's arousal was reaching its peak then, his cock nearly exploding and hard as steel as he watched the scene unfold before him in the classroom. Two small boys were being forced to kneel before a pair of dainty feminine boots, and it was driving Bobby wild.

Bobby was determined to earn another detention, no matter what it took. However, he knew he had to be cautious. Ms. Lacey's mood swings were unpredictable, and he didn't want to end up like Kennedy with burned hands. As he brainstormed ways to get detention without getting hurt, he suddenly had a realization: there was a simple and obvious solution that had never crossed his mind before.

Why didn't he walk up to Ms. Lacey to ask if she could shrink him?

Practical considerations quickly replaced the rush of excitement he felt at this solution. The thought of asking such a bold question to Ms. Lacey was intimidating, even more so than purposely aggravating her and receiving detention as a consequence.

Despite his doubts, Bobby decided to give it a shot.

He sat quietly in his classroom, pretending to do his work but constantly sneaking glances at the clock. There were only five minutes left until the bell would ring, and school was over for the day. Two boys from his class had earned detention earlier that morning for their misbehavior, and Bobby could see them smirking and fist-bumping under their desks.

Bobby couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as his classmates were privileged to spend private time with Ms. Lacey in the detention room.

But he wouldn't dare join them, not after witnessing what had happened to Kennedy.

He questioned whether his current approach was any less risky, but his excitement and eagerness drove him forward despite these doubts.

Bobby leisurely packed all his belongings into his backpack, taking his sweet time as he rummaged through it without any clear direction. Some friends urged him to speed up, but he insisted they wait for him outside.

After the final student had departed and the two boys assigned to detention were sent to a separate room, he gathered his courage and walked toward Ms. Lacey with a swagger.

Seated behind her desk, Ms. Lacey fumbled with her phone, her long, bare legs crossed and on display beneath the furniture. Bobby couldn't help but admire their length and smoothness, as well as the way a pair of strappy heels adorned them. The black denim skirt she wore hugged her like a second skin, showcasing her full and tight posterior as it barely covered a fraction of her toned thighs. It was hard for Bobby to focus on anything else in the room with such a captivating sight.

Bobby envisioned himself running over one of those legs while being the size of a bug. It would be an experience unlike any other, and if he ever got the chance to live it, he could die as a happy man.

Bobby came to a halt in front of her desk, unsure. He didn't want to interrupt Ms. Lacey, who seemed deeply engrossed in whatever she was doing on her phone, judging by her serious expression. Instead, he opted to wait patiently until she was available to speak with him.

"Yes, Bobby, what can I do for you?" Ms. Lacey said without looking up from her phone.

Bobby stuttered nervously, "Um, i-is that an iTell Pro 16 you have there, miss?"

"Yes, it is," Ms. Lacey replied, her mesmerizing green eyes rising to meet Bobby's gaze. He felt she could see right into his soul with her intense stare. It radiates annoyance at his interruption. "What about it?"

Bobby beamed as he pulled out his phone from his pocket, proudly displaying his iTell Pro 16. "I have one, too! My dad gave it to me as a gift last weekend. And look! We even have the same case, except mine is blue while yours is red."

Ms. Lacey looked at Bobby's phone. "Yeah, I can see that. Hey, listen, Bobby. Is there a valid reason for you to be interrupting me at my desk? I'm pretty swamped at the moment."

"Uhm, yeah! Of course, there's a purpose! If there weren't one, I would only waste your time talking gibberish about phone cases, right?" Bobby grinned, vainly hoping to see Ms Lacey smiling too. But she wasn't. Her face looked unearthly beautiful as she stared at him with an inscrutable glare, her fiery red hair elegantly framing her stunning face with impeccable porcelain skin.

"Well?" Ms Lacey prodded Bobby to get to the nub of it.

Bobby shifted uncomfortably on his feet and folded his hands behind his back before finally speaking up.

"I, uhm…" but his sentence trailed off, prompting Ms. Lacey to raise an eyebrow inquisitively.

"I want you to shrink me! There, I said it!" Bobby clapped in his hand as if unleashing his build-up tension.

He trembled with fear as he waited to see Ms. Lacey's reaction. She stared back at him for a few moments before bursting into uncontrollable laughter, causing her ample bosom to heave up and down.

"Do you know who I am?" she asked, still chuckling.

"You're Ms. Lacey, of course."

"Well, I'm also known as the devil, son."

Bobby's laughter filled the room now. Ms. Lacey patiently waited, holding back until Bobby finished his fit.

"Wait, you're serious, aren't you?"

Ms. Lacey nodded in confirmation. "Such a thing shouldn't come as a shock to you, should it? You've witnessed me doing things that would be deemed impossible for an ordinary person."

Bobby leaned his weight onto Ms. Lacey's desk, his gaze unwavering.

"Well, I'm serious too, Ms Lacey or Devil or whoever you are. I want you to shrink me."

"Are you certain, son? Making a deal with me comes with permanent consequences."

"I'm sure as hell am! I want you to shrink me and…"

Fuck it, I might as well spill it all out. Bobby thought.

He took a deep breath before continuing,

"I want to be at your mercy, forced to look up at your towering and all-powerful figure while being commanded to worship every inch of your gorgeous body like a holy temple, Miss."

"Wow, son!" Ms. Lacey chuckled, clapping her hands in delight. "You have it all figured out, haven't you?"

"Please," Bobby said, sinking to his knees and looking at Ms. Lacey with pleading eyes. His behavior ignited a spark in Ms. Lacey's eyes as she became serious again.

"Earn it," she said.

"How?"

Ms. Lacey took hold of Bobby's hands, sending a tingling sensation through his body, her eyes glaring earnestly. "This is not a pinky swear, Bobby. Once you commit, there's no turning back. This agreement – if you choose to go on with it – is bound for eternity. It will burn your soul to me. And in order for it to work, I need your full devotion. You cannot have any hesitation or reservations. The slightest hint of reluctance could result in your demise. Prove that you are fully dedicated to becoming my eternal servant."

"But I am, Miss! Devoted as hell here. Please, I'll do anything!"

"Even if it means saying your old life goodbye, along with all your friends and loved ones?"

A slight grin appeared on Ms. Lacey's face.

"I sense doubt with you, son, but also a fierce determination to overcome it. Come back to me when you're ready. And until then, here is a glimpse of what awaits you if you choose to be mine."

Bobby's eyes rolled upwards as Ms Lacey stood up to her full height, looming over him as he was still sitting on his knees. He gasped as his body began to levitate, moving towards Ms. Lacey's hand, which was stretched out towards him.

As he ascended, his body shrank rapidly, growing smaller and smaller in size.

Bobby was not bigger than a block of Lego as his sneakers landed on the softness of Ms. Lacey's outstretched palm, which appeared as vast as a football field.

She has shrunk me! She has shrunk me! He exclaimed with glee.

As she brought him closer to her eyes, immersing him in the stream of her breath that smelled like the apple she'd just eaten, Bobby could see nothing but Ms. Lacey's monumental face in front of him, her piercing emerald eyes penetrating his very soul. "Bow down to me," she commanded, and Bobby complied.

After reciting a prayer in honor of Ms. Lacey, he rose back up and was met with a seductive smile from her before she suddenly balled her hand into a fist, crushing him. Bobby instinctively raised his hands and yelped, but then he realized he was just tangled in his blankets.

He collapsed onto the floor and quickly recognized his surroundings as his own bedroom. His mother appeared in the doorway, her expression full of worry. "Is everything okay, honey?" she asked. "I did not know you were home already."

"Yeah, sure, mom. Sure…” He scratched his head.