Elimarie717 - Some day they'll learn wmv

Elimarie717 - Some day they'll learn wmv

As you stepped into your classroom, you glanced at the rowdy students who were causing quite a disturbance. You had enough of their disruptive behavior, and so you decided to take matters into your own hands. "Class, this is unacceptable," you said sternly, trying to maintain your composure amidst the chaos. "One of you is going to see me after class for a little punishment." The next day, the student who was supposed to meet you never showed up. Instead, you found yourself feeling extremely bloated and uncomfortable. Your normally flat stomach was now distended, making it difficult for you to move around the classroom. You tried your best to focus on teaching, but the constant burping and stomach rumbling made it hard to concentrate. "Miss, what happened to your stomach?" one of your students asked curiously. "Nothing," you lied, attempting to hide your discomfort. However, the students were persistent, and their questions only grew louder. "No, really, we noticed you were missing yesterday, and now your stomach is really big. Are you okay?" Feeling cornered, you decided to come clean. "Fine, I'll admit it. This is all because of one of you. And since you seem so interested in my stomach, you'll have to come see me during detention." The days went by, and with each passing hour, your stomach grew larger and heavier. It was becoming increasingly difficult for you to teach, and you found yourself relying more and more on your students to help you around the classroom. Finally, one of them couldn't take it anymore. "Miss, what happened to us? Why are we in there?" they asked, their voice muffled by your enormous belly. With a sigh of resignation, you finally confessed. "Your classmates are in there, too," you admitted, rubbing your distended stomach. "I told them that if they continued to disrupt my class, they would suffer the same fate. And now that they're in here with me, they'll have to learn their lesson the hard way." And so, you spent the remainder of the detention period trying to teach your captive students a lesson about discipline and respect. As you watched them squirm and struggle within your massive stomach, you couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction. Maybe, just maybe, they would finally understand the consequences of their actions.