“So it's my pleasure to, um, introduce our new transfer student Miss um...”

“Shiraki Meiko.” the young woman said as she adjusted the glasses on her face with her hand, her eyes scanning across the classroom, the students feeling a sense of being instantly judged by her harsh glare. Her overwhelming presence was matched only by her staggeringly bodacious body. Though Meiko was a highschooler like the rest of them, the outrageous curves of her body nearly exploding out of the all too small school uniform she was given. She resembled a hardcore S&M actress more than anything, what with her wearing those black knee length boots and carrying around an intimidating riding crop in her hand. Asakusa Midori, sitting in the back, gave a nervous gulp, having already been clued in to the reason why such an amazonian woman was joining the class.

“I'll be brief.” Meiko continued. “I'm only here due to a favor between Shibahama High, and Hachimitsu Academy. It seems that Toru Dotonbori of your student council and Mari-san used to go attend the same elementary school. I'm here as a sign of that friendship to help curb what I was told is a rampant issue of school clubs being belligerent and flaunting their lack of respect for authority. Considering how many times I had to discipline some horny monkeys just on my to this drab excuse for a classroom already shows me the state of this sorry school.”

“E-Excuse me, teacher! Are you sure this is legal?” The class president hesitatingly asked.

“Everything is being done by the books I assure you!” the teacher nervously laughed. “Oh and before anyone asks, the reason I have a cast on my arm is because I slipped on some, er, water and fell down a very long flight of stairs yesterday.”

“That's correct.” added Meiko coldly, watching for any other signs of potential troublemakers, though Midori could swear she looking at her in particular. “So for the time being, let's all try to get along, shall we?”

---

“Things sure are getting interesting.” Kanamori Sayaka lazily said as she sipped on her bottle of milk, turning to look at the other two members of the Motion Picture Club, Midori and Tsubame, as they sat together within their dilapidated shed turned animation studio “I totally get it, pretty standard if you want to stamp out any resistance. Make a show of overwhelming force and completely obliterate the enemy. It's certainly what I would do.”

“Discipline and morals my butt.” Midori grumbled as she sketched some angry lines in her notebook. “Did you see how she's dressed? Her boobs are practically flying out of her uniform. Then she has the gall to horse whip any guy who looks at her. She's getting away with murder with the student council turning a blind eye!”

“I really feel sorry for the Mecha Club though.” Tsubame said, looking worried. “Half of them were suspended for 'violations' and the other half were put in traction. And I don't think their club president will ever be right in the head again after what she did to his gunpla model kits...”

“It's a crime against humanity I tell you, doing that to someone's prized material possessions. We gotta do something about it!” Midori barked, punctuating her anger with furious scribbling.

“We're doing jack squat. They can send in the JSDF and they can't do anything about us if we still follow their silly little rules. So just do your job and finish your work and that GMO injected cow can't touch you.”

“You make it sound so easy Kanamori-san.” Midori sighed, before her eyes widened, and she stood up immediately with a look of fear on her face. “Crap! I forgot about the dvd I lent the Anime Club! If she finds it I'm screwed!”

“Forget about it. Plausible deniability, even if she finds it she has no way to trace it back to you.” Sayaka said, pointing at Midori.

“You don't understand, it's a super rare copy, they only printed a limited number of during it's run! I have to get it back before it's too late!” Midori pleaded.

“Arrgh, fine! But you'll owe me two bottles of milk after this. Now hurry the hell up and go.” Sayaka relented, waving her hand dismissively.

“I'll be back before you know it!” Midori saluted as she took off as fast as her stubby legs could carry her.

“She's dead isn't she?” Tsubame said.

“Yuup.”

----

I'm so dead. Midori thought as she felt herself sweating bullets as she stood in the room of the Anime Club.

In front of her stood the massive Meiko, all six plus feet of her, holding a dvd in her hand. Midori really wanted nothing more that to shrivel up and hide away in some gutter, and with every moment of silence she felt herself shrink away under the harsh stare of that monstrous disciplinarian. Though barely a year apart in terms of age, the size difference was so large it made Midori look like a small child having been caught by her strict mother. The humiliating though making Midori go red in the face with shame.

“I take it this filth belongs to you?” Meiko said in a blistering accusatory tone.

“I-It's not filth!” Midori squeaked, barely able to find her voice.

“You could have fooled me. It's not surprising those disgusting otaku could watch something like this but it's disappointing to see another female take interests in such pointless hobbies.”

“It's not pointless, it's art!” Midori again protested, feeling her eyes begin to well up. Again that feeling of inadequacy she felt whenever someone belittled her love of anime was rising up. It was so frustrating, being unable to defend her interests, especially without Kanamori around to help her.

“I don't think I asked for your opinion!” Meiko shouted, cracking her riding crop. Midori flinched, thinking she was about to be whipped around like a pinata. It was all so unfair, she just wanted to make anime and share it with the world, why was she being made to look like some degenerate criminal? “Now, what was your name again?”

“M-Midori. Asakusa Midori.” she said, sniffling.

“Asakusa-san. Despite my demeanor I only have the interest in your school in mind. As harsh as I am being right now, I can be far more harsher.” Meiko said, letting that last bit hang in the air. “But the student council just wants to make you and your club stop your utter disregard for the rules. I believe they are being far too lenient with you about it if I am being honest. If it was up to Mari-san, she'd have put you all in a school prison long ago, but I'll play along by the rules of your school. However that does not mean I won't apply a bit more thoughtful and considerate approach on how to get you to cooperate with me.”

Midori's eyes widened as she saw Meiko take her prized dvd and shove it within the massive cleavage of her breasts, using both her hands to press the giant orbs and smoosh it even further.

“W-What the hell are you doing?!”Midori yelled, flabbergasted as this ludicrous display. No decent human in their right mind would do something like this. Were all the students of Hachimitsu Private Academy this nuts?

“I'm making an offer.” Meiko smirked. “I can give you this dvd back, and you'll get to be the president of the Anime Club and draw as many silly cartoons as you want. All you have to do is just go to the student council and say Kanamori Sayaka co-erced you into joining her club and forced you into breaking school rules. That's all.”

“That's all? Y-You want me to betray my best friend?” Midori whispered, shocked at what she was hearing. “A-And if I don't?”

“Then I'll simply crush your filthy dvd between my breasts.”

“Y-You got to be kidding me. B-Boobs don't work that way!” an unbelieving Midori said.

Meiko didn't respond, only smirking as she suddenly gave a forceful squeeze with her hands. The sickening sound of something cracking could be heard, as flesh compressed with an ungodly amount of force. “You get one more chance Asakusa-san.”

“No please! Just give it back!” Midori weakly pleaded.

“Your anime or your friends. Choose now.”

“Like I have a choice! Of course i'm going to choose my friends you fat dumb cow!” Midori shouted.

“Wrong answer.”

And with that Midori watched as her prized anime dvd that she had searched long and hard for, that she had parted with a good chunk of money saved up between multiples birthdays, that she had forced Kanamori to watch several times with, shattered into a million pieces between the breasts of Meiko Shiraki.

Then everything went dark.

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Having finished watching Eizouken a bit ago I wanted to get something involving the small and froggy sounding cutie Midori. As per my usual habit, I crossed over Eizouken with the not so wholesome series, Prison School. How Midori handles someone like Meiko you'll have to see in part 2!

This picture was drawn by the talented  ecchipandaa !

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