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This contains: Vore, underage, digestion
 If you have a problem with one of these, don't read this
 To skip the digestion, do not read past the "---" line, although that kind of gives you a poor ending where lots of things don't get explained at all, and following stories will assume the part you missed happened (this one assumes that about the one before it)
  This story assumes that you know the characters somewhat, which I wasted a lot of time setting up in my first story. Even thought it assumes this, I couldn't think of a good opening so I had to reintroduce some characters and plot to help me get into the flow of things again. Yes, this was a very poor tactic on my part, but what's done is done and I'm not going to change this. Yes, it starts out terribly, and again, I spend way too much time building the scene for no reason other than that I don't like a story that moves too quickly myself, but I think it gets better as it goes on.
 This is my second ever vore story, no perfection here either, I actually liked my first one better than this, this one seems like basically the same thing but with a different victim this time, and slightly poorer writing
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  Amy had had a great deal of trouble the first month of Junior year. She was absent the first one and half weeks, which gave all her teachers a really bad impression of her. Then, she got the hardest AP Biology teacher in the whole school. Last, but probably the most important, she was the target of an investigation into the disappearance of a Freshman named Samantha.
  Samantha had been an irritating Freshman that Amy was supposed to show around the high school as part of a program that was made to ease transitioning from middle to high school. Samantha proved very uncooperative, and eventually "disappeared". Samantha's parents, who were not dissimilar from Samantha herself, complained to the police and got Amy and some of the other helpers dragged into an investigation. The detective who was managing the investigation, determined that Amy indeed was supposed to be helping Samantha, but could find no evidence indicating that Amy was involved with Samantha's disappearance.
  Between her racking up almost as many absences as the school allowed yearly in the first month and the fact that she was the target of a police investigation at the age of 17, Amy had not made a great impression on any of her teachers. This was definitely bad, as Amy needed all the help she could get in one particular class, Advanced Placement Biology.
  Amy was a good student, and she was slowly repairing her image in the eyes of most of her teachers, save one. Her Biology teacher this year, Ms Caroline Landis, was the hardest AP Biology teacher, probably the hardest Biology teacher, and in the running for hardest teacher in the school. This was definitely a huge reputation to have, accentuated by the fact that Ms Landis couldn't have been much older than thirty, and hadn't been teaching for more than ten years. Ms Landis had decided that Amy was obviously a troublemaker, and the fact that she, under any circumstances, could miss almost two weeks of school meant she was destined to fail the class.
  Although Amy had mostly A's and a few high B's, in Biology she had a D. Ms Landis had also told her, in no uncertain terms, that this grade was "the highest" she could be looking at this quarter, and that Amy was likely to fail the course. Ms Landis had also heavily recommended that Amy drop the class, saying that it was certainly "far too advanced for someone like *you* who obviously doesn't care about school".
  It was now near the end of the first quarter, and grades were almost finalized. Amy knew that she had to try to reason with Ms Landis to get at least a C, or she would have to drop Biology.
  Amy woke up bright and early that Friday, so that she could try to look her best for her conference with Ms Landis after school. She quickly jumped out of bed, and ran to her closet to get some clothes. The first t-shirt she grabbed was, surprisingly, a very ripped yellow one, with a smiley face on it. Amy grinned, remembering how the shirt ripped, and casually threw it back into her already messey closet, picking out instead a neat pink skirt, with white stockings and a matching pink top, and an pretty orange sweater that didn't match her outfit at all, but would help with the chilly fall weather.
  After taking a shower, eating breakfast, and brushing her teeth and hair, Amy was ready to go to school. With a hasty "Bye mom!", she was out of the house, just the way she liked it, in time to catch the bus but not early enough to have to wait. The bus ride to school was dull, she struck up a boring conversation with the girl sitting across from her, and was almost glad for an excuse to escape from it. Ready for anything, Amy disembarked from the bus and started her school day.
  Her first few classes were routine, nothing especially difficult, and nothing especially trivial. Her class before lunch was a nice study hall, where she got yelled at by the teacher about three times for talking too loudly with her friends. Right after lunch, Amy had Biology, and that particular day they would be doing a lab, which meant she'd have to skip lunch. Amy was ready, though, and she had brought a quick snack to eat on her way to Biology.
  Determined to make a good impression, Amy tried to act as cheerful as possible as she walked toward her Biology classroom while everyone else headed toward the cafeteria. She had eaten her snack, made sure she didn't leave any crumbs on her clothes, and now tried to look like a good student. She thought she was doing a good job, and she hoped Ms Landis did too.
  She didn't. "You're late!" barked Ms Landis as soon as Amy walked into the class. For such a small woman, Caroline Landis shouted a lot and was very intimidating. Amy looked around, noticing that hardly anyone was there yet. The lunch hour hadn't even started, how could she be late? "I'm hardly surprised that you're late, though," Ms Landis continued, "A girl who is willing to miss the first week of school wouldn't care at all about something as minor as getting to class on time, would she? Maybe a detention will straighten you out."
  "What?" Amy gasped in shock, "But what about the other people who aren't here? It's not even time for class to start!"
  "Is that backsass I hear? I think it is! Maybe you need a week of detentions, just to be on the safe side. As for everyone else, THEY were all here on the first day of school. Could you say the same?"
  Smoldering over the injustice but unwilling to provoke a month's worth of detentions, Amy quickly sat down in her seat, looking away from her teacher and hating her silently. This lasted all of fifteen seconds, before Ms Landis spoke up again.
  "No eye contact? Back in my day, we ALWAYS used to make eye contact! It was a sign of respect! Does this mean you don't respect me? I knew you didn't, not showing up to class on time and all!" Ms Landis shouted "But if you can't make the first day of school, how could a mere teacher such as I be worthy of your attention? I know what will get your attention, though, how about two weeks of detention!"
  Now Amy was close to tears, Ms Landis was just being so unfair. She hadn't even done anything, and Ms Landis had already given her two weeks of detention. She was probably going to be looking at a D after all, and months of detention at the rate things were progressing.
  "Are you crying? What does this look like, a funeral?" yelled Ms Landis, starting up again "And you still aren't making eye contact? What DOES it take to teach you?"
  At least Ms Landis hadn't tacked on any more detentions, but now another girl was snickering at Amy. The girl was Patricia, a girl who seemed to be at least as malicious as Ms Landis. Patricia was clearly Ms Landis' favorite student, she was the only student who hadn't got yelled at at least once. Patricia was a Senior, and was twenty years old, having had to repeat her Junior year due to some sort of issue with her credits. Patricia never paid attention in class, but Ms Landis never cared, even when Patricia openly made fun of other students, like Amy.
  "Ooh, are you sad? It's okay. Some girls are just too stupid to take a course like this. I guess you're one of those select few dumbasses!" Patricia hissed at Amy, all while grinning maliciously. If Ms Landis heard, she chose to ignore it, and was instead yelling at some boy who had worn a brand of socks that could be hazardous if a chemical spilled on them, even though chemicals were rarely used in the Biology lab.
  Amy lost it right there, she usually tried to act mature, and she knew that getting into a fight was a good way to get in trouble, but at this point everything combined to make her so angry, she stood up and punched Patricia right in the face, as hard as she could. Patricia's head slammed backwards into the wall, and blood gushed from her nose. She set about screaming and blubbering, as though she had been shot. The response from Ms Landis was instantaneous.
  "AMY! You horrible child, what have you done!" screamed Ms Landis "You've injured my prize student! A SUSPENSION IS IN ORDER FOR YOU YOUNG LADY!"
  Amy could do nothing more than hang her head, this was definitely her fault. A suspension on top of everything else, now all the teachers she had worked so hard to get to like her would think she was bad after all. Now the investigation would probably start up again, thinking she was naturally violent. To top it all off, Patricia probably wasn't even that badly injured. It couldn't have been worse than a broken nose.
  "You! Whatever your stupid name is!" shrieked Ms Landis, pointing at a strong looking boy "You carry Patricia down to the nurse immediately! Have the nurse call her an ambulance! If she dies, I'm holding you personally responsible!"
  The boy looked at Ms Landis nervously, then complied quickly, lifting up Patricia in a single powerful pull and walking out of the room with her in her arms. Ms Landis then turned directly toward Amy, a powerful and malicious look in her eyes. She seemed almost beyond mere anger, her eyes almost seemed to be glowing red and her hair was standing on end.
  "You!" hissed Ms Landis, her veins nearly popping from her hand as she grabbed Amy by the shoulder, "You are going to be suspended! Expelled! Definitely removed from Biology, hopefully removed from the district! We need less of the stupid and violent brutes like you anyway! My poor Patricia, all she did was look at you and you nearly killed her!"
  Amy was in too much shock to protest Ms Landis dragging her along as she marched out of the classroom, although if she wanted to she probably could have thrown the much smaller woman down. She was in a sort of state of shock, as Amy had never been in this much trouble in her entire life. Ms Landis half dragged her down to the main office, and left her sitting in a chair while she yelled at the secretary demanding to see the principal IMMEDIATELY. When Ms Landis finally went in, Amy still sat in the chair, almost in a daze.
  This daze continued throughout the principal and vice-principal asking her questions and telling her as gently as possible that she was suspended for assaulting another student. It continued through them calling her parents, and telling them the news. It continued through Ms Landis yelling at her some more and telling her she'd have detention for the rest of her life, and that she was definitely going to stay in the class she was in so that she wouldn't pose a danger to any other students, with Ms Landis watching her she wouldn't be able to pull anything else off! Finally, the daze ended when the secretary told her, not unkindly, that school would be dismissed in about five or so minutes and that she was now free to leave.
  Amy walked to her locker, and got her backpack, then left the school before the usual rush of students. "Wow, I really screwed up this time..." Amy thought to herself, "Suspended, my parents are mad at me, I'm going to fail Biology, and probably a lot of other crap. Now if only I could get my hands on Landis, this is all her fault! I didn't deserve those detentions! She should have stopped Patricia!" As she drove absently around the parking lot, waiting for a bus to move so she could get out, Amy began to focus her anger on one person, Ms Landis.
  "Hey, there she is!" Amy noticed suddenly, nearly crashing into the flagpole in surprise. Ms Landis was walking out of the school, a victorious smirk on her face as she walked toward her car. She didn't know what Amy's car looked like, and so had no idea that Amy was now cruising after her, looking for revenge.
  At first, Amy thought of just crashing right into Ms Landis there and then, possibly crippling her and taking her out of teaching for a while. This thought had barely entered her head when Amy decided she definitely needed something more discreet, this would just get her in even more trouble. Thoughtfully, Amy remembered how not too long ago, she had faced another person she was mad at, although this person was more annoying than mean. Amy smiled as she remembered how she dealt with that problem, and it wasn't long before she had planned out how to deal with this problem as well.
  "I'll just follow her car, that can't be too hard, and then I'll catch her at home." Amy decided firmly "Then, I'll have my revenge. And being suspended and all, I'll have the perfect excuse to miss some school!" Amy quickly began to follow Ms Landis' car, eagerly awaiting her revenge.
  Ms Landis lived quite a distance from the school, and Amy had to wonder how she could make such a long commute on a daily basis. Her house was fairly isolated, and had wide gardents and a long path leading up to it. "At least she didn't look behind her! Then she'd probably wonder why I was following her." Amy thought, then "Oh no! She must have looked behind her!" for Ms Landis suddenly put the petal to the metal and picked up considerable speed. Amy quickly floored it too, and zoomed up Ms Landis' driveway after her.
  As soon as her actual house was in sight, Ms Landis quickly braked her car and threw open her door. This caught Amy by surprise, and Amy ended up rear-ending her. Ms Landis half fell, half jumped out of her car, and started running for her front door. Amy staggered out too, her chest still aching from where it hit the steering wheel when the cars collided.
  She had already put the key in the lock, and now Ms Landis was fumbling to turn it as Amy rushed out of her car and sprinted straight for her. The Biology teacher remembered Amy punching Patricia, and panicked, accidentally pulling the key out of the lock. With a tackle worthy of a linebacker, Amy knocked down her teacher, and pinned her to the ground.
  "Now the fun begins" Amy muttered as she clamped a hand over Ms Landis' mouth. Ms Landis was twisting and turning, looking up at Amy with the same look she had after Amy had punched Patricia. Amy's stomach rumbled, surprising her and making her feel nervous, like her stomach knew what she was about to do. Amy quickly seized her teacher's head, and opening her own mouth as wide as it could stretch, she shoved Ms Landis' head in.
  Surprisingly, Ms Landis wasn't screeching or yelling at all, which would have been the first thing Amy would have expected from her. Instead, Ms Landis was struggling and twisting, almost breaking free of Amy's grip with surprising strength. Amy shoved in Ms Landis' neck, and took a huge gulp, pulling her teacher's head into her throat.
  Ms Landis was still struggling, but the struggles had weakened a great deal, probably because she couldn't breathe well in Amy's throat. Amy pushed Ms Landis' shoulders into her mouth, which opened impossibly wide to fit them in. Struggling to swallow, Amy barely managed to take in Ms Landis' upper torso.
  As Ms Landis struggled less, Amy was able to move more and more quickly. Seizing Ms Landis' waist, she struggled to swallow more and more of her. Already, Amy's stomach felt very full, and she was not even halfway.
  Amy was now finding it slightly difficult to breathe herself, as she wrestled with the Biology teacher's thighs. Her shirt had ripped, but in the frenzy of consuming Ms Landis, she hadn't noticed. Finally, at last the end was near. Amy was now suffering from a lack of oxygen, and her stomach was hurting her a great deal. With only Ms Landis' feet left to eat, Amy quickly pulled off the pointed high heels, and managed to shove the feet into her mouth, taking a few good swallows to finish taking her revenge.
  The only thing that still hurt was her stomach. Amy tried to take a few relaxing breaths to make up for depriving herself of air, but it was hard to breathe, her lungs didn't have much room to expand. To make matters worse, Ms Landis was starting up again, despite the fact that she now could do little to help her predicament. Amy's stomach was huge, her sweater had come off, her shirt was little more than a tattered pink rag, and she had to pull her skirt up a little to keep it from becoming indecent, even though nobody was around.
  "Ugh!" Amy burped as she patted her stomach. Even though her gut was so full that it hurt, it also felt pleasant at the same time. She could feel the faint movement of Ms Landis, and that helped her relax and feel as though she had taken a suitable revenge. Amy poked her belly, and directly addressed Ms Landis, "I thought you were a *hic* Biology teacher? What's the matter? Never studied human -" before she could finish, her stomach cramped painfully as Ms Landis gave one last hard kick.
  "Ow! You needn't disagree with me. This is going to be hard enough as it is..." Amy trailed off, remembering Samantha. With another hiccup, Amy managed to pull herself to her feet, something she wasn't sure she could manage with a stomach that weighed over 100 pounds. With a groan, she picked up Ms Landis' key, unlocked the door, and walked right in to the house as if it were her own.
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 "Nice place you got here, Caroline" said Amy to her mostly silent stomach, that only was emitting the occasional gurgle at this point, "It's a shame I'm going to get to use it, and not your precious Patricia!" Amy's stomach painfully cramped again, and Amy quickly collapsed on a nearby couch, leaving the door to the house wide open. "Just cooperate," Amy moaned as she tried her best to massage her belly, "I need you digested by the time my suspension is over."
  Her stomach making all sorts of loud noises, Amy barely had time to be thankful that Ms Landis' house was so isolated before she drifted off to sleep for the night...
  Amy spent a restless night, eventually falling off the sofa and spending the rest of the night sleeping on top of her belly, hoping that it would help her digest. It didn't. The next morning, Amy awoke to find her teacher still intact in her gut, but at least the uncomfortable feeling of being stuffed had been replaced by the pleasant feeling of being full.
  "I knew she wouldn't digest," Amy yawned as she poked her belly, "But at least she didn't disagree with me, my tummy sure showed her who's boss!" Amy managed to struggle up again, walk to the bathroom, open the medicine cabinet, and pull out some Pepto-Bismol in only half an hour, which was quite impressive considering she was not a morning person and she was digesting her Biology teacher. With a grunt, she opened the bottle and chugged the whole thing, patting her stomach and she dragged herself back to the sofa.
  "My parents are going to be so mad at me if they find out, and there'll be another investigation, and I'm going to screw up my whole Junior year now..." murmured Amy as she drifted back off to sleep, her stomach churning and sloshing as she took her revenge on her teacher.
  Amy ended up having to miss more days than she was suspended for, but not quite as many as she had to miss for Samantha. Her parents were mad at her about the suspension, and she was grounded for disappearing a whole weekend, and showing up with her clothes in tatters. Amy's digestive system had improved, and it digested Caroline Landis fairly quickly, but it still took weeks before Amy's stomach had finished with her completely.
  An added bonus was that Amy took money from Ms Landis as "grief compensation". With this money, Amy joined a private gym and exercised off the last of her teacher and Samantha. The only thing to sour Amy's revenge on her teacher was her incomplete plans on how to deal with Patricia as well...