Giantess Student Novels & Stories

Chelsey overheard a lady who seemed like a new student next to her exclaim, "Wow! That senior is gorgeous, and her figure is amazing!" One female student welcoming freshmen introduced, "She's Lia Jenson, the belle of our design department. "She comes from a wealthy family with a net worth exceeding hundreds of millions. She's in junior year now." After learning about Lia, the new student idolized her. She watched Lia enter the classroom building and said, "Lia is rich and beautiful. Is she trying to make us feel inadequate?"

She says. The other students get selected one by one and are guided to do it the same way like Tessa did. Some show different types of powers, including controlling the air around us, generating fire, moving objects without touching them. While the others fail. I wonder how mine will be. "But Cinn, there's something I need to tell you." Tessa's eyes stare at the blank space. "Yeah, what?" I look at her. "Miss Aurora Hemsworth?" Someone calls my name and I divert my gaze towards Professor Sheila who looks back at me, her eyebrows knit together. Why is she looking at me like that?

“ How stupid! “ Lissa said in a low voice, leaving the room. “ So how did the test go? “ asked Gizella smiling. Gizella was a very calm, passive and naive girl. She was of average height and build, with caramel-colored skin and curly hair. Lissa: “ It went well! But it could have gone better! “ Lissa commented. Gizella: “ You always say that and in the end you are the one with the best grade! You also like to write so many things! I saw you using two worksheets! “ Gizella commented. Lissa: “ What's more?! “ Hello! “ Said Rassy, ​​approaching. She was a very outgoing, sassy girl and the most popular girl in school. She was thin, dark-skinned, liked to wear skirts and dresses. Lissa: “ How was

she said. I looked at her, surprised etched across my face. “I will be organising a charity gala soon. Your company can join, that would restore your name and the faith people once had in you.” I laughed softly. “That’s a really kind offer, Miss Sasha, but as it stands, I think I’m the one who needs charity more” I hated how pathetic I sounded, but it was the bitter truth. “Oh… I understand, but that’s not a problem,” she said gently.

’ ‘Miss Hailey, please come back. ‘We need our peacekeeper.’ ‘Thank you for saving me.’ ‘I’ve never been bullied again thanks to you.’ ‘Felisha is cool, but Hailey May Collins will always be cooler!’ These are, no doubt, words of encouragement from the students. I know because there’s no way that Xander and the others have done this. They all have wonderful penmanship, but the ones scribbled on post it notes on my lockers all have horrible writing—not that I am judging them for that. It’s just an honest observation.

My stomach twisted with nerves. The students gathered in an open field surrounded by trees. Instructor Callum, a towering man with a gruff voice and an even gruffer demeanor, stood at the center. "Today, we’ll be honing your gifts," he announced. "Each of you will step forward and demonstrate your goddess given ability." One by one, students showcased their talents. A Red haired girl named Valerie closed her eyes, inhaling deeply before pinpointing someone’s exact emotions. Claire moved so fast she became a blur. Laura erased a scent trail in seconds. And then there was Ruby.

Every time she shifted in her seat during lectures, she felt the ghost of those orgasms and the humiliating wet spot that had formed beneath her. Now she stood barefoot in the center of the large, dimly lit hall wearing nothing but the black leather collar and a tiny white pleated skirt that barely covered her ass. Six senior students, all beautiful, confident, and clearly experienced formed a loose circle around her. They were dressed in sharp black corsets, thigh-high boots, and leather harnesses that left little to the imagination. The tallest among them, a striking redhead named Cassandra with sharp cheekbones and cold blue eyes, stepped forward first.

MELISSA'S POV I climbed down the stairs yawning from tiredness. I didn't go to bed on time last night because I couldn't stop watching the late night fashion show displaying. I loved the way they all dressed and spoke eloquently. I really want to be like that, go to school and be able to speak that way. I would talk to Asher about it, maybe he would get me a teacher so I could able to read and write. The little knowledge I have, I learnt from princess Melissa's books which helped me to understand most of human language.

“No, I’m actually just here for the summer. I work as Cassidy-Ann’s assistant in Higala. I go to the Higala School for Shifters.” Her eyes widened at my words. “I hear that’s a nice school! So, you actually work with the famous Cassidy-Ann?! What’s that like?” “Pretty much how you’d imagine it,” I said to her. “She’s a great mentor to have.” “Do you do art as well?” “I’m a painter,” I answered.

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.