All character in this story are over 18 and it contains themes of light femdom in a school setting. Please remember to rate my story or leave a comment if you enjoyed it.
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Joe Williams lagged behind his mother as she strode down a long corridor. He didn't want to be here but she had forced him to come. He had recently failed his college exams and the college had decided to kick him out. His parents were both furious.
"And after all the money we paid for you to get the best education possible now what are you going to do. No education means no future young man, me and your father have given you everything and you constantly refuse to take advantage of the opportunities that are right in front of you. You know when me and your father were your age we had to work so hard that we never had any time to ourselves, but it built character-"
Joe had stopped listening already it was easier just to let her go on. That had always been Joe's problem though he always choose the path of least resistance. Whatever was easiest he went along with it and that meant doing no work. He had never done well in school because he didn't study and he mostly got by because he was actually quite bright. He didn't have good grades to get into college either but his parents had made a large donation to an Ivy league college in order to get him in. Now though his mother was desperate and so here he was.
"Hurry up Joe were late as it is. I hope you appreciate what I am doing for you here, it was very difficult to get time off work to bring you here and I have heard that they are very selective about the students they take on, only a very small number are allowed in. Ah here we are-"
They had entered a very luxuriously decorated room and there was a very expensive mahogany desk with a woman age in her mid 40s sitting behind it. She was a very attractive woman for her age though and she was very professionally dressed with a shirt and suit jacket on but her breasts were so large that they strained against the fabric. She was also very tall and her pencil skirt made her look slimmer than she was. Even her high heels made her seem taller and served to complete the look which was quite intimidating.
"Mrs Williams it's so good to see you could make it, I am Mrs Taylor." She said as she shook hands with Joe's mother."And this must be the little rascal Joe that I have heard so much about." She spoke patronisingly and went as far as to ruffle his hair.
Joe was speechless at the sight of this woman and as she came closer to him he could smell perfume which filled his nostrils and made him think of strawberries. As he looked at her he tried not to stare at her breasts but for a young man he found the job quite difficult.
"I am glad to finally meet you Mrs Taylor I have heard great things about the work that you do here at the institute for modern discipline. Although I must correct you on something my son here is more than a little rascal and we are going to need drastic measures to help him."
"You don't need to worry Mrs Williams we have a 100% success rate with all of the boys that we select to join. There are some forms we will need you to sign but then we should be able to begin immediately."
"What is it that you need me to sign? I am sure there won't be any problem if this is in Joe's best interests."
"Just a simple non-disclosure agreement with regard to our methods so we can stay ahead of our competition. We also would like you to promise that for the next 3 months you will agree to tell no one that Joe is here and that you won't come and visit him. It's very important to us to be able to keep Joe in the right environment so we can help give him the disciple that he needs. You can sign them on the way out at the reception if you please."
Mrs Williams was a bit reluctant to agree to these terms but there was something about this woman that made her want to say yes right away. It might be because she reminded her of herself or of who she would like to be. The women were dressed similar and Mrs. Williams who worked at a large financial institution felt reassured by the woman's demeanour.
"Of course Mrs Taylor that should be no problem."
Joe was watching this silently (and sneaking glances at Mrs Taylor's breasts) but now he felt he had to say something.
"Look I don't want to be signed up for anything and I honestly think this is just a waste of time."
His mother looked as if she was going to launch into another lecture when he said this but Mrs Taylor interjected first.
"Joe I promise you that while you are here no one is going to force you to do anything. I just ask that you keep an open mind is that alright? Now maybe you would like to say goodbye to your mother with a hug."
Mrs Williams looked a little taken aback at being pointedly directed to hug her son but she had received some very good recommendations so she thought that this was worth a shot considering how desperate everything was. Maybe a good hug might help Joe who knows she thought.
So she walked over to her son and embraced him in a tight hug. As she pulled him close Joe could feel his mothers breasts pressing into him and he started to feel quite uncomfortable. Him and his mother didn't normally hug but now he was reminded that his mother actually had very large breasts of her own. He also started to get the feeling the Mrs Taylor had realised he was looking at her breasts and had decided to make this suggestion just to watch Joe squirm.
"Bye Mom." Joe said after the hug was over, his cheeks still very red.
"Now you be good and please Joe try to work hard this is very important." Then she gave him a kiss on the cheek and turned to leave praying that she was doing the right thing.
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Mrs Taylor turned to Joe and stared at him. She didn't say anything she just looked at him. She was sitting on the desk in the room looking down at Joe with her arms folded under her breasts. This pushed them up a bit and it was hard not to stare at them since Joe was looking up and it was easy to just glance down a little every so often. As the minutes went by Joe wasn't sure if this was some sort of test or psychological technique or whatever but it was making him uncomfortable. Just as he opened his mouth to say something Mrs Taylor got there first.
"I saw you were staring at my tits earlier."
"What, I mean no I wasn't I-" Joe began before he was interrupted.
"Its quite alright Joe, I don't mind at all so please feel free. Here at the institute for modern discipline we do things quite differently. We actually encourage students to be honest above all else so its fine for you to be honest in your gaze as well."
Joe thought that sounded like a pretty flimsy justification but he was not about to argue just to get himself into trouble.
Then Mrs Taylor got up out of her chair and slowly walked towards while looking him directly in the eyes. Joe shifted in his chaired not knowing what to do as she advanced on him. When she reached him she bent down to him and gave him a kiss directly on his lips.
Joe was in shock while this happened and stayed frozen to his seat not moving a muscle. He was so focused on Mrs Taylor that he failed to notice the door open and a nurse come up behind him. His mind was completely focused on the touch of Mrs Taylor's lips until the nurse was already injecting him in the neck. He tried to struggle in a panic as his vision started to cloud over and the last thing he saw was Mrs Taylor looking down on him with an expression that somehow managed to look both motherly and mischievous at the same time.
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Joe awoke to the sound of a ruler smacking against a wooden desk. He jumped sleepily not sure what had happened but as he looked round him he felt panic and confusion. He was in a classroom and he was wearing a school uniform that felt tight against his body. He noticed immediately that he was the only boy in the room and that he was surrounded by girls. These girls looked different though, they were bigger and taller than normal. Joe was not a very tall guy himself but these girls looked as if they were almost 7 foot tall each. Looking at them it almost felt as if he had been shrunk and he noticed very quickly that all the girls had very large breasts even for their size. They were wearing school uniforms with surprisingly short skirts and some silk stockings. Their shoes were flat Mary Jane's and white shirts under grey cardigans on top. However the woman who was commanding his attention at the moment was the teacher. She was even bigger at over 8 foot and she towered over him. Her breasts would have been double D's if she was a normal sized woman but due to her size they looked massive. She wore a tight business skirt with high heels and a tight shirt with a professional jacket that was just large enough to contain her enormous bust. She looked as if she took looking smart very seriously.
"Joe what did I just say?" She spoke crossly while looking down at him.
"I don't kno- what I where- but" Joe stuttered his words not sure of what was going on as he looked around him trying to understand what had happened. The last thing he remembered was talking to Mrs Taylor then-
"I said that the Doppler effect is the apparent change in frequency due to the relative motion of the source and the observer which you would know if you had been listening. If you don't pay attention then you won't be able to answer even the most basic questions. Since you are new here I am going to give you a chance to redeem yourself in the test tomorrow. However if you do not pass then I am going to punish you personally after class." she threatened, smacking her ruler down on Joe's desk again to drive the point home.
Joe wanted to say something, to protest that he wasn't meant to be here, to ask about why everyone else here was larger than him but after the talking to he had just received, he couldn't say a thing. He felt very small (literally) and scared so no words came out of his mouth.