As you slowly stroke your lowest lips, at the very beginning of a long buildup of pleasure, the lockless door bangs against the pile of desks blocking it.

You sigh. Sexytime will have to wait for later.

The door swings against the desks again, pushing a lot of them towards you with the characteristic Chewbacca noise as the legs slide across the tiled floor.

You remain seated on the floor with your giant stomach, simply watching for what's about to come in.

The door finally slams open, blowing the entire desk barricade apart. The rounded corner of one of the metal-top desks hits you at full speed on your forehead. It doesn't even hurt as it spins away, deflected. A big ol' gut waddles through the doorway, barely, with the instructor of the neighboring classroom--the "slug" as was previously described--following it. Once fully into the room, he puts his large hands to his flabby sides, makes a big show of looking around the whole room, and then finally focuses on your nude body sitting in the middle of the floor.

"See, I told you that you wouldn't be able to resist, Miss Leslie. I knew it would happen one day, and you'd eat them. And you even ate them all on their first day! It just feels so good, doesn't it?"

"Um, I'm not Miss Leslie," you reply bluntly.

"Huh?" He rubs his eyes. "Oh. Blond. Younger-looking. Much hotter. Sorry, you can't be her! I don't have my glasses on, they broke in the struggle this morning." At this, he slaps his own gigantic stomach, which ripples as the students inside move around. "I presume Miss Leslie and all the students are then in your belly, yes?"

You nod, and then decide that since he's apparently hard of sight, you vocally supplement, "Yes."

"Well, hopefully we can give that nurse a run for his money. New on the job, and between the both of us, we'll probably send 60 people right ontop of him. I got some other teachers in on the hazing too, he's gonna have so many kids to deal with he might just get crushed by the weight!" He chuckles to himself.