Jenn smiled sweetly down at the tiny teacher cowering before her. She looked over at the corner of her eye and saw a few more students cowering in a corner, hoping she wouldn't see them. She didn't let on, rising to her feet and crossing the room(knbeknowst to her that her friend and a nerd Jenn would have loved to squish had just escaped under the door directly before her) and grabbed her flip flops. She walked back across the room and resumed kneeling in front of the tiny teacher, holding her flip flops in one hand. Grinning evilly, she quickly and brutally swung one flip flop in her hand, pulverising all three of the students under it, as if they were cornerned insects she was too good to stomp. The teacher began to sob. "Aww...don't feel bad, teach. You'll be following them soon enough...oh, and by the way...can you tell who they were, it's so hard for me to tell..." she held up the flip flop sole first in front of the teacher, who vomited at the sight of the blood and guts smeared into it. Jenn shifted and sat indian style in front of him and examined her soles. "Ewww...I think I got five all under my right foot...look!" Jenn held one foot forward, showing him the splotches of his students. "I think that's a lettermen jacket on the sole there. I think I got Mark, which is awesome. He was looking at a college scholarship, was gonna play in the big leauges someday...except his fate was the die under my feet. He was so lucky!"
"Oh...god..." Lumberd began.
"..Ess." Jenn finished for him, "'Oh, Goddess'...that's what you were gonna say, right?" She sighed, concedely and flipped her hair with her hand, holding her head high and smiling with self-appreciation. "I know, I know...I'm a Goddess. It's hard work, you know...being perfect. Everyone worshipping and adoring you...it's hard. That's why I'm kinda thinnin' the herd. Most of my subjects aren't worthy of me, and so I have to squish them. And I'm just getting started. So...again, the question is...are you worthy?" The teacher looked up at her, terrified. She tilted her head, looking at him curiously. "Do you have something to say, little one?"
"Please...don't kill me...I have a wife, and a daughter. Two daughters! Please!" He begged.
"You do?! Well...I guess I'll have to pay them a visit!" Jenn said with a smile. "But...should I visit them with you, or with you on my sole? That's my dilemma, and it's really hard. Deciding whether you live or die is really a harsh burden to put on pretty shoulders like mine. So...you choose." She slid abck and stuck her legs out in front, placing both her feet against the wall, on either side of them. The teacher rushed to her left foot and began to kiss it.
"Please, Goddess Jenn...please, I want to be with my family! I beg you! Please let me go, make me normal again! I'll give you the A you wanted, I'll give you my salary! I'll do anything!" He said, kissing and licking her soft foot flesh. She smiled.
"Awww, you are so cute! Make you normal again! Ha! Good one, teach. No...if you go back to your family, which is possible, you go back mini. I bet your Daughters would LOVE to see you tiny. How old are they?" Jenn asked.
"Fourteen and Sixteen!" He replied, still kissing the giant teens' foot.
"Hmm...well...times up..." She said, standing up.
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