Request for Alphamaleguts
During the summer classes at the university, professors have had a lot of troublemaker students ruining their lectures as they tried to run the class. They succeeded for a time as the president of the school figured out what to do, but it didn't last long as the school installed a detention program to make them behave. To test this out, they volunteered three troublemakers that were known for causing chaos. Placing them into a room as their watcher was not present.
"ugh, its so boring in here" Tyson moaned. Bumping his head against the desk slowly as he catched it along his arm.
"You're telling me, who does the professor think he is sending us to detention. This isn't high school, it's damn college." Bo retorted.
"damn fools, they are. From what I hear they selected us to test out their new "habilitation program" for bad students." Willy chimed in.
"Oh noo, they think they can make us good little students who give apples to their professors. Hah! Like that will ever happen. They can't even keep the staff on time." Bo mocked. Pointing at the desk as the seat remained empty
"Speaking of staff, where's the sap they even convinced to watch us" Willy asked.
"Probably high tailed it when they found out how they were getting paid. Can't blame em'" Tyson responded. Slouching back into his seat as he kicked his feet up upon the desk. But his relaxed started to come to an abrupt end as the door swung open.
As the door hit the wall along side it, a male figure would be standing in the frame. His potbelly stomach extending out of his half buttoned shirt as he held a suitcase with papers still caught between its sides. Sluggishly, he made his way towards the desk as he tossed it on top of it. His form slumping into the chair soon as after as it creaked underneath his weight. "Aahh" he sighed as he relaxed into the chair. Giving a light crack from his back as he gazed at the three students in front of him. "So you must be the students I was sent here to watch over."
"And who are you supposed to be?" Bo snarked.
"My name is none of your concern. But to make things easier for those brains of yours, you can call me sir or cheif."
"Sir?! Hah, like that's gonna happen." Bo responded.
"Its fine if you don't, but you will eventually." The professor assured. Leaning back into his chair as he crossed his hands
"check out this guy, got an ego the size of his gut." Tyson laughed
"My ego is the least of your concern too. So if I were you, I'd tone down on the remarks smartass" The professor scorned, leaning forward as he went to grab his suitcase. Grabbing at the handle as he pulled it his way, but was stopped by a hand slamming ontop of it as it held it in place.
"Watcha got in here old man? Some test grades" Bo taunted
"Sit down before you get yourself in trouble" the professor said in a more firm voice. His tug at the handle of the suitcase getting more forceful, but not enough to slide it out of the hand's grasp. Before he could adjust his fingers upon the handle, Bo jolted his arm sideways as he thrusted the suitcase off the table, hitting the wall as papers exploded out from the opening.
"Nah, I think it looks good over there"
"Smooth move, now we're gonna have more time in here"
"Ah dude, think you broke the handle on it.
As the three talked amongst the deed, they laughed at the deed as Bo gazed back at them to join in their comments. But they went silent as the professor slowly stood up from his desk. His once default demeanor shifting into an annoyed posture as he towered over Bo. "So you want to play games do you? Fine." He muttered forcely. Gripping the collar of Bo's shirt as he picked him up off the ground.
"H-hey! What do you think you're doing?!" Bo yelped. Flailing his feet in mid air as he felt them start to kick over the desk.
"Showing you a game that I like to play" the professor responded, placing a palm firmly onto his back as Bo's body minimized hastily Shrinking out of his clothes as he landed along the top of the desk.
"Wha? What did you do?! Where's the rest of me?!" Bo panicked. Gazing up at the now giant professor as he saw a palm reach down for him. Grabbing him by his leg as he pulled him up over his head.
"It's still there, just smaller. And now that you're a decent size..mwaah" the professor gaped open his mouth open as saliva strings parted off from his tongue. Stretching almost the size of Bo's now miniaturized head as his lips bumped against its side.
With a shift downward, Bo's vision became dark as the last he saw was the pink flesh of the csvern. The fleshy tongue now fondling around his chin as its taste buds registered along his skin. "Grch! E..mmph!" He tried to mutter words to rebut the thought of being eaten. Pressing his arms along the professor's cheeks, but found no register as they slid off its surfaces. But instead, it forced more saliva to coat around his head as the tongue began to slither around his head. Flicking along the side of his ears as their slimy substence squelched with each shift. Then after a split second, Bo felt his body pull upward as the neck straightened.
On the outside, The professor held his arm up in the air as he still had a hold on Bo's leg. Tyson and Willy sitting at their desks as they watched in horror. Hearing the distorted muffled echoing outside the flesh, but soon lost as the professor adjusted. With a sudden thrust, Bo's body plunged further inside as the professor's neck expanded. Revealing a ghostly outline of Bo's face as the expression of shock was placed upon it. But it soon disappeared as the professor's hands pushed more of him inside. Entering into his collar bone as his neck slightly expanded. Just as his legs stuck out from his mouth, the professor's hands clasped the pair together as he gave a hefty swallow. Pushing them the rest of the way inside as his neck returned to its tapered form. His belly inflating soon after as more of its fat pushed out from his buttoned shirt.
"Holy-" Willy muttered in shock. But was interrupted by the professor's belch. Echoing in the room as the belly released the air inside.
"That hit the spot. A little dusty on the hair, but had a decent taste" the professor said rubbing his stomach. Foot prints appearing along its surface as it stretched the elastic skin outward. Its together merely making little tents as Bo pushed around for the entrance. But was only met by more of the professor's stomach wall.
"Pipe down, you only got yourself to blame for this" the professor responded. Clenching his stomach more as its surface returned to its pot bellied form. Bo's struggling still visible, but just barely as the stomach's walls grew solid.
"Let him out! teachers can't do that, it's student misconduct!" Tyson yelled.
"Hah! If you're worried about misconduct, then you should've stuck to the books and stayed out of trouble. You're in this program to learn how to behave. And as you can see, I have plenty of ways to ensure of that" The professor claimed, rubbing his stomach slowly in a clockwise motion. Its form letting out a firm groan as it round form started to wobble again. Bo's struggles becoming more visible, but was lost to the slap of the professor's hand as it faded into the ripples.
In response, Tyson rose from his seat as he slammed his fist on the desk "Screw the university then! If that won't work then I'll-"
"You'll what? Force him out of me? You're welcome to try, got plenty of room for one more. If you think Watching him was worse, you'd hate to be the second. I tend to get sloppy with a second course" the professor claimed. Leaning forward as he placed his clasped his hand onto the desk. Pressing his stomach purposefully into its side as Bo's softened muffles echoed from beneath "So what's it gonna be?" The professor asked in a low tone. Observing Tyson's bold demeanor shrink as he could almost see a glance of sweat trickle off his forehead.
"I..grch!" In defeat, Tyson slumped back into his seat as he closed his eyes in shame. Willy doing about the same as the professor's gaze met his.
"That's what I thought! Just sit there like a good little student, and you'll be just fine. You're lucky I can't digest students on campus ground, Higher ups already give me flack for the last one I ate. But least I can still get to enjoy their efforts on swaying my stomach to release them. Which Don't come easy. But if your friend's lucky enough, maybe I'll go easy on him...maybe"
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