Lies, part 1 (Patreon)

Part 1 of the prequel for an extended story that you can find on my DA. 

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[part 1]

"I'm going to make her cry today". It had been a tough training session, and Maddie wasn't sure she had heard correctly. "Say again?" she asked her classmate, while drying her hair with her towel. "I'm going to make the new teacher cry!" Amy repeated with a smile on her face. "Oh, right! That Liebovitz or something, right?" Maddie asked distractly. "And how do you plan to do it?". Amy shrugged "I don't know. I'll find something. Wanna bet me 100 bucks?". Maddie knew that money was no problem for Amy. She came from a rich family so 100 dollars would be nothing to her. But for her it was a lot of money. She thought about it, and had an idea. "Okay" she said without too much hesitation. "But if she hasn't shed a tear by 2 o' clock, you owe me $100!". The two looked at each other, and shook hands. They wore their normal school outfit, and left to class. Maddie gave a look at her friend's clothes, and hated her for the whole way to class. Her t shirt alone cost more than her whole outfit. Probably more than her bike. She decided that she wouldn't feel too bad about cheating on her little bet. "I need to stop for the bathroom" She lied to Amy, and let her go on.

Amy entered the class with the other students, and Maddie entered just a few seconds before ms L. "What took you so long?" Amy asked her, suspiciously. "There were too many people" Maddie lied, but Amy was too absorbed in on her self assigned task to notice. "I don't know if you've noticed, but your teacher is here" the two girls were interrupted by their teacher, who was seemingly more annoyed than the last time they'd seen her. 

Irene Leibniz was the youngest teacher of the school. She had graduated no more than  5 years earlier, and she had already an impressive career. Her students usually loved her exactly for the reason that she seemed so close to them, and more understanding than the other teachers. Of course there were exceptions, and Amy was one of them. For some reason she seemed to be the worse offender of them all. Her colleagues had warned her that she was a pain in the ass, but she didn't expect such level of arrogance in a student. Her parents were also major benefactors of the school, so she was kind of untouchable and very much aware of it. Just before entering the class, another problematic student had informed her that Amy was set to do something in order to make her cry that day. She had no idea why she would do something like that, and she suspected that Maddie had only told her for her personal benefit, but she was grateful that she could enter the class prepared to something like that.

"Yes we know" Amy answered, as if she was talking to one of her maids "So what?". Ms. L chose to ignore her tone for the moment, and unpacked her briefcase. She didn't even have the time to speak, that she heard a loud thud coming from Amy's desk. The brat had put her feet on the table, and was looking at her with a challenging gaze. "Amy, would you like to let the rest of us know why you'd feel the need to do something like that?" Amy didn't answer, she just moved her expensive ballerinas on the desk. "I have to ask you to put your legs where they belong, missy." Irene could feel her frustration rising, but she knew exactly what was happening. Amy had lost the element of surprise. "Make me" the insufferable student answered. Ms L. took a deep breath and just said "Okay, if you feel the need to make a clown out of yourself, i guess i'll just go on with my lesson for the rest of my normal students.". Most students smiled, somebody snickered and Maddie straight up laughed. "Easiest $100 ever" She thought to herself. Amy, completely red in frustration and embarassment, tried to save face with a childish remark. "What's L for anyway? Loser? Lesbian?" a few classmates shook their heads, and Miss L. Calmly responded "It stands for Liebniz, if you're curious. And come on, dude. It's 2021. You can do better than that.". There was no way Amy would ever regain terrain from that. She decided she would try again in a few days. After all, it wasn't the first teacher she succesfully made cry. She had a couple people literally leave her school.

The rest of the lesson went pretty much straightforward. Ms L seemed to ignore Amy, and vice versa. At the end of the class, Amy was surprised not to be called by her teacher for some punishment or overtime, although she was giving her a creepy look. Just as she left the door, Maddie stopped her. "Aren't you forgetting something?" She said, extending her hand. "I'll give you the money tomorrow" Amy answered angrily, and stormed out of the school. Ms L. looked at the scene with a smile on her face, and understood the reason why Maddie had warned her. She thanked her inside of her head, and left the class in a hurry. She didn't have much time.

Amy was one of the few students who could afford a car. She had an european compact that was the envy of most students, and usually parked it in a spot where nobody would slam their doors on hers. It meant walking some more than the others, but it would save her a trip to the body shop. She reached her car, and before she could use her remote to open it, she was stopped by ms L. "What now?". She said, annoyed. "That's not the tone you're supposed to use with your teacher, missy" the older woman answered. Incredibly annoyed, Amy said "Look, we're not in school anymore, so you have no power on me. Now be a doll and leave". Her teacher smiled. She looked around once more, to make sure nobody was watching, and said "That's where you're wrong, kiddo. From now on, i have all the power on you". Before Amy could answer, she was invested in a blue light and a mild electric shock. She found herself unable to speak or to run, and felt like she was falling to the ground. Ms L, instead, had the largest smile she'd ever seen.

Condused, Amy looked for a way out from what seemed to be her own clothes. It was a strange feeling. She knew what had happened, but her brain refused to believe it was real. She managed to deny the fact that she'd been shrunk by her teacher until she saw the enormous woman walking towards her. From where she was, she could see that ms L was wearing nice, leathery clogs, with a small wooden platform. It's not that she was interested in the kind of shoes that her teacher wore, but it was literally the only thing she could look at from her perspective. She screamed in horror when she saw the sole of the right shoe fall to her direction. Ms L had her pinned to the ground, and wasn't sparing any weight. It seemed impossible, but instead of exploding like a grape, Amy was simply compressed by a shoe bigger than herself. "I don't know why you decided to target me, missy" Amy was barely able to hear her teacher in between her screams. "But I'm sure you'll regret it very soon". She pressed a bit further into the girl's naked body, making her squeal in pain.

Ms L was wrong. Amy had already regretted even talking to the woman in the first place. But how could she imagine something like this? People wouldn't just shrink like that. But she had to surrender to the hard evidence of the opposite. She felt a big relief when ms L lifted her foot from on top of her. She managed to stand up, only to meet the amused gaze of her teacher. "I'm sorry" she pleaded, still dazed from the absurdity of the situation "I won't tell anyone about this! I learned my lesson". Ms L scoffed. She was actually having fun. She gave a light kick to Amy's face, sending her on her back again. "Oh sweetie" She said, while pressing her other shoe on the desperate tiny. "You have no idea".