Sweaty Sports Class Part 4 (Patreon)

Olivias tiny classmate was siting in her palm as she looked down on him with a desirable and malicious look. Her hand was still moist from class and he could feel her sweat sticking to his skin.

Olivia: Well look at you. Aren't you cute, sitting there in my palm. You are barely the size of my thumb. I could squish you inside my hand like bug. 

Her classmate stated to scream and wave his arms around, but Olivia could barely understand him.

Olivia: I have no idea what you are yelling there cutie, but don't worry. I won't crush you between my fingers. That would be such a mess and I'm sure I'd get stains on my sports uniform... You know what would suit me much better? I always get sooo hungry after sports...so you'll help me with that!