Giantess Student Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You wanna burn half a G on your students, start with some better lube. This stuff's all oily, fuckin' sticking to my tits. Try some of that edible shit or something. Or better yet, use my fuckin' pussy next time. Shit self-lubes, ya know." That's fine! I don't mind sharing you with other women. That's part of the new course expectations, right? I was texting Cassie Brown earlier, getting some notes, and she said group stuff was a major component. God, she really was the perfect student. "If you don't want me to fuck your tits, try not coming over to my house in the midst of a one-woman wet t-shirt contest."

Maski ang kambal ay pasimpleng tumango kay Jessie. 'So they saw it?! My gosh these people are really keeping an eye on me? Well guess what? Sorry to dissappoint everyone but I look like a Goddess in Versace.' she can't hide the smirk on her lips. "Well I'm proud of my sister," napalingon siya kay Dave nang sabihin yun. Pasimple niya itong pinandilatan ng mata pero hindi ito natinag, "Most of students in our academy look up to her because besides of her being so beautiful, she is exceptional in everything she do," and he said that while his eyes fixed on her.

Mads was planning an ambush. **** Gaia made it through her class in a daze. Her thoughts were mostly on how much she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole. When class was over, Gaia stayed behind to talk to her professor. “You wanted to talk to me, Professor Roberts?” “Yes! Gaia, a rare opportunity has come up and I’m offering it to you first.” Gaia listened intently and waited for the professor to continue. “There’s an opening for a student in a show at the Renaissance Society. With your exceptional portrait work, I thought you’d be perfect.” The professor was silent.

So there was no rush. The next day, Nico and I went to meet with a senior student from the geology department to discuss our exploration project. When we arrived, I was surprised to find out that our contact wasn't a male student but a graceful and stunningly beautiful female student named Jessie Granger. Her short hair framed her face neatly, accentuating her fair complexion and slender figure. Though not as tall as me, she was at least five feet five inches. She wore a denim jacket with tight jeans highlighting her long legs and black boots that added to her youthful and energetic vibe.

“Well, you dumb thief, I do know that a student has every fucking right to demand clarification from a teacher. I’m a student, you’re the teacher. I’m confused, and I demand clarification. Do your fucking job.” “Ouuuu!!!!!” the class chorused. She’s got an attitude, damn! I like her already! Girl’s got drama! You sure today is her first day? Damn! Julian has met his match! Oh! How I’m loving this. What did Julian steal though? I heard murmurs all around me, but I couldn’t care less. Julian was not going to steal from me and still try to humiliate me. “That’s my girl!!!” Now that was Belle, and I couldn’t help the pride that swelled inside me. She's rubbing off on me.

Well, at least people knew they could not cross her if they were not at the level of Misty Gomez, a campus acclaimed brainy beauty known for her unreasonableness. "Let's see what you have here. Is it the public F* page? Eh?" The woman fiddled with her eyeglasses in shock and swiftly pressed the pause button on the screen, her hand fidgeting afterward. "Y-you're making me watch porn!? Damn you, Xander! Explain! What's the meaning of this?! You have bad intentions against me?!" "N-no! Listen! It's a student of ours! Watch closely, chief! The girl is one of the popular girls in the whole campus!" Afraid of getting another beating, the boy immediately retreated and hurriedly explained.

“It’s real. I am Kessie Croft, the heiress of the lunaris fashion empire, your idol. All that.” She stared at me, her eyes wide in shock, mouth open. “You asshole,” she screamed. “Okay, that’s fair.” “You’ve been lying to me this entire time? You’re—you’re the girl I have a poster of in my dorm! The one whose entire life I stalk on fashion blogs. The one I told you I wanted to be!” “And I’m flattered, truly.” “Don’t! Don’t you dare!” she yelled, shoving me back with one hand. “You told me you were a broke student with an attitude problem!”

I'm aware that my pale, ugly and sex starved face has been on magazines cover, I just didn't expect to face the shame this soon, talk about fresh start. "Perhaps on a magazine cover?" I mutter. Smiling, she says "You do have the model face, but I'm quite sure you were aesthetically pictured where I saw you, I can't get, perhaps it isn't you." She says embarrassed. Chuckling, I say "It's okay." "I'm Esmeralda, Law Student, third year." She smiles. "Fi -- " I start to say, but I stop myself, might as well use the name I detest, might as well embrace it "Guinevere, you can call me Gwen. Psychology student, Sophomore."

Apparently, her face became deformed because she couldn't afford to pay for treatment when she began experiencing side effects from her plastic surgery. "Ms. Harrison, one of the students wants to personally thank you." I snapped back to my senses and watched as a female student approached me. She was holding a freshly-picked daisy, one of the most common flowers in the mountains. "Thank you for giving us a chance to study, Ms. Harrison," the student said as she offered the daisy to me with bright eyes. I kneeled down and accepted the flower, gently patting her head. There weren't any bells, kneeling, or dirty deals this time. There was only a floral fragrance and hope.

Perfectly outlining her beautiful body that seems to be sculpted into perfection. "My name is Ella De Belen, Sorceress of Indigo Realm and I will be your class adviser. I will be teaching the arts of voodoo and as early as today, I am telling you that I won't tolerate unruly pupils. You can call me Professor De Belen. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."