“Oh, girls; I’m home!”, Millie DeMassie said as she closed the front door to her cozy suburban home. A loving mother to two wonderful daughters, she’d been living the good life for a while now. Speaking of her daughters, she knew that her oldest was still at school, but her youngest daughter Bobbie should’ve heard her come in.
 
“Sweetie?”, she called out to her house only to get no response.
 
She did, however, hear muffled pop music from across the house, which she traced to bedroom as she walked towards the closed door.
 
What she came into was truly a sight to behold.
 
Her daughter’s room was the same as always, cramped and obnoxiously pink. The main detail Millie saw, however, was someone who stood IN the room, as it wasn’t Bobbi or her friends, but instead an Asian woman, clad in fishnets, six-inch heels, and a pair of earbuds attached to an iPod, bent downwards as if to show off the absolute LARGEST ass Millie had ever seen on an Asian woman from the front. On her side, a black suitcase filled with dildos, whips, and other kinds of sex toys laid open atop her daughter’s pink bed. Behind her was a girl, her face buried in the woman’s ass.
 
“H-Hey, Miss D...”, the girl called out from behind the massive ass before promptly burying her face between the woman’s jiggling cheeks again.
 
“Alice?!”, Millie questioned.
“What the hell is going on? Where’s Bobbie?”
 
“She’s, uh... she’s in here!”, the girl said pointing to the twerking ass of the Asian woman. Before Millie could understand what she meant, she was shocked to see Alice casually reach her arm in between the jiggling cheeks, doing so with little to no resistance.
 
“Hey, Miss Z; I can’t reach her in here...”, Alice mumbled to herself before pulled off her feet as her entire upper half was pulled into the Asian woman’s ass.
 
“I don’t let my food back out, girl.”, the Asian woman said with a thick Chinese accent as was pulled deeper, inflating her lower half more and more with each tug of her descent.
“Especially when they little prey sluts like you!”
 
As Alice’s shoes disappeared from sight, Millie gasped as she realized what exactly had happened to her daughter; she’d been eaten. Eighteen years of life, of HER life, gone and jiggling on the ass of this Asian BITCH! She was NOT having it.
 
She angrily marched towards the woman
 
The woman stopped shaking as she took out an earbud and looked up into Millie’s eyes.
“Who’re you?”, she asked.
 
“It doesn’t matter who the fuck I am; the hell did you do with my kid?!”, Millie yelled at Miss Z.
 
Upon hearing her question, Miss Z. put her earbuds back in her ears and stood straight up at maybe a foot shorter than Millie, showing off her jet black lace-up corset as she looked away from the angry mother and she shook her ass to the music, making her entire lower half ripple like water; this clearly wasn’t her first time dealing with enraged parents.
 
“Hello?!”, Millie yelled again, only to have Miss Z. reach down her leg, grab a cigarette from her fishnets and a match from her stiletto, light the match on the bottom of her heel, take the cigarette to her mouth and smoke it, blowing the smoke in Millie’s face and enraging her even further.
 
“God damn it, will you take those fucking things out of your ears?!”, Millie yelled as she ripped the earbuds from Miss Z’s head towards the ground, only for Miss Z. to catch them mid-fall.
 
“I member you...”, Miss Z said as she put her cigarette between her lips, using both hands to roll up her earbuds.
“You at the PTA meetings; I member some lady call you, “fat bitch”.”
 
Now she was REALLY getting on Millie’s nerves; it started with eating her daughter, but mentioning the exchange that got her kicked out of the PTA?! Well, not that particular exchange, but Millie’s digesting of the snooty mother who’d insulted her (as well as her prick of a daughter), leaving her with an unmistakable paunch on her stomach afterwards was the action that made her a disgrace at her daughter’s school.
 
“Yeah, and I dealt with her the same way I can deal with you, now who the FUCK are you?!”, Millie said through gritted teeth as she leaned over the shorter woman.
 
The woman remained calm in the face of such a threat, slipping the iPod down her fishnets as she took the cigarette back in her fingers.
“Zi Xinyue.”, she said as she blew a puff of smoke to her side.
“I teach at you daughter’s school.”
 
“Teach?!”, Millie said in disbelief.
“The hell do YOU teach?!”
 
“What ever the district tell me to.”, Miss Z replied.
“I work round the clock; homework like this is extra credit.”
 
“Homework?”, Millie questioned.
“What kind of teacher where’s THAT for “homework”?”
 
“You gone keep asking questions or what?”, Miss Z. replied with a bit more sass in her calm demeanor.
 
“Just...”, Millie said trying to talk past her frustration.
“What did my daughter tell you?”
 
“Probably something like “Mom, please help me!” or something...”, Miss Z said with a mockingly whiny impression.
 
“What?!”, Millie said through gritted teeth, fury in her eyes.
“You pred BITCH!”
 
She reared her fist back and threw it for a punch across Miss Z’s face, only for the teacher to calmly grab the fist in her hand, holding it in place with great strength; Millie threw her other hand, only for Miss Z to catch that one as well, her cigarette still wedged between her fingers.
 
“Her friends put her up to it.”, the teacher said calmly, a stern look in her eyes.
 
“They pay me.”, Miss Z said as she reached into her and pulled out a rolled bunch of $100 bills; she counted thirteen in total as she in her hands and folded them back into her waistband.
“I usually give good sex and then eat them, but they only want me to eat them, so I make them pay extra; they won’t be needing they money.”
 
Millie was stunned.
She’d known Bobbie’s friends for a couple years now. For them to just sell her daughter for their teacher to EAT... and then PAY her for it... It seemed so out of character.
 
“You ought to pay you kid more.”, Miss Z. said as she grabbed her suitcase and walked past Millie, out of the room and towards the front door.
“Cheap girl only give me fifty bucks to let her go; money like that don’t talk to me!”
 
“Hang on...”, Millie said, pulling on Miss Zi’s long black hair.
“Where the FUCK do you think you’re going?!”
 
“Out!”, Miss Z said, notably upset about her hair being pulled.
“I got other students to fuck, bitches to swallow...”
 
“And what makes you think I’m letting you get away with digesting MY fucking daughter?!”, Millie screamed at the teacher.
 
Miss Z stopped for a moment to think, then turned around, her bare back and giant ass facing the disgruntled mother.
 
“Well...”, she said as she put a hand on her hip and the other on her head.
“I’d say she certainly looks much BETTER on me, wouldn’t you say?”
 
She emphasized her words with a swing of her hips, drawing Millie’s attention to them.
 
As Millie thought of a comeback, her eyes steadily began to stare at Zi’s ass, the woman’s cheeks rippling back and forth as her small shift in position traveled across her lower half.
 
“I... I, uh...”, Millie said as she began to forget what she was talking about. As much as she hated to admit it, this predator did have quite the ass; it was just so... alluring...
 
“Because any girl look better jiggling on my big, FAT cheeks, ESPECIALLY your little daughter, doesn’t she?”, Miss Z. replied before Millie could answer, walking backwards and sending her lower half jiggling with every clack of her high heels.
 
“Y- yes...”, Millie replied, a sleep-like sound to her voice.
 
“Because your daughter was a slut for my ass, so that is where she BELONGS, doesn’t she?”, she asked, adding a hip shake that sent her ass cheeks softly clapping as they collided with each other.
 
“Yes...”, Millie said drearily as she slowly dropped to her knees, her eyes still centered on Zi’s figure.
“Yes, she... does...”
 
“Oh, yes...”, the Asian woman said as she continued to shake her ass and step closer to the dazed Millie.
“Every day she pass me in the hall, she give my ass a good... *SMACK* slap and make all her girl friends jealous.”, she said as she slapped her ass for emphasis.
 
“Do they really get jealous of... of this?”, Millie said drearily as she rested her head on Miss Z’s soft butt cheek, rubbing and feeling the other one under her hand before she gave it a light slap, becoming hypnotized by its jiggle so much that she followed it with a harder slap, and a harder slap. Hand after hand made contact with Zi’s ass, to which the woman showed little to no reaction as she continued speaking, save for the smallest of smirks on the edge of her face.
 
“Because she know MY ass the authority at that school; I make everyone at that school my bitch...”, Miss Z. said as she continued to move back, now towering above Millie’s head.
“Just like YOU, isn’t that right?”
 
“Yes, Zi...”, Millie said as she craned her neck up to keep the ass in her view, which certainly wasn’t going to be a problem for very long, as Miss Z. sat said ass down directly on Millie’s face, who lightly jumped at first before being brought back under its spell by the softness and the warmth... and the smell; by God, it smelled like roses!
 
“Last week I tell her she gone be my chair for class, and she obey me because she my FAVORITE little bitch.”, she said as she casually checked her acrylic nails, one leg folded over the other as she continued to get comfy sitting atop her new “chair”.
“She stay under my ass for whole school day; I no mark her absent till some student complain, so I did end up doing it.”
 
Expecting some kind of reaction to her cold heart, the teacher looked down to the pathetic woman beneath her to make sure she was still breathing.
 
“Can you even hear me down there?”, Miss Z. asked Millie, to which she received a muffled “Yes, Miss Z...”
“Good.”
 
“You know, with you daughter gone, I gone need to break in some new bitch; you better not cave like some basic slut, cause I had few tricks I ride you daughter with!”
 
“Sometime I grind my fat ass in her face...”, Miss Z said as she shifted her hips back and forth atop Millie’s face, the mother’s hands hovering over her ass in anticipation for orders to grab it.
 
“Sometime I bounce up and down a bit just to TEASE her...”, the teacher said as she bounced her pillowy ass on Millie’s face, her hands still hovering over her jiggly ass as it moved.
 
“There one time I keeping some fat bitch in my colon as a butt plug, and your daughter grab onto my ass and make out with her face.”, said Miss Z., prompting Millie to take handfuls of the teacher’s meaty ass fat as she grabbed onto her hips and began to lick and kiss the bubbly cheeks that served as the resting place of too many women to count, including her own daughter.
 
Truth be told, Miss Z wasn’t sure if she’d ever used Bobbi DeMassie’s face as a chair in particular; she’d sat on the faces of quite a few butt sluts throughout her years of teaching, so it got rather hard to tell them apart. No matter which school she attended, Z ruled its students and staff like their master, often bringing things like horse whips, revealing outfits, and massive heels just to drive the point home. Of course, the few students and staff not under her spell were the only things that stopped her from total conquest of every school she’s taught, but given that the sight of her ass managed to woo over most of the people she wanted it to, they never stood much of a chance of doing anything.
 
“Yes, sad little sluts; always disappointing their mistress like they do...”, Miss Z. said as she looked down at the woman beneath her.
“But YOU no disappoint me, would you?”
 
“Never, Miss Z...”, Millie said as she looked up at the massive woman above her.
 
“Good.”, Miss Z. replied as she came back down upon Millie, so much so that the mother was pushed between the two globular cheeks and ended up chest deep in the Asian woman’s colon, still as dazed and under the pred’s spell as ever.
 
“Now SQUIRM!”, yelled Miss Z., prompting her prey to shift about as best she could with her arms pinned to her sides.
 
“Harder!”, the teacher yelled to her prey.
 
At that point, the line between Millie’s hypnosis and free will seemed to blur, as the mother frantically kicked her legs about in a probable attempt to escape, her screams audible from inside Miss Z.’s digestive tract seeming to come from fear rather than joy.
 
“How sad...”, Miss Z. said as she pulled Millie in deeper.
“Another prey bitch in need of my handling; what a disappointment. Just say hello to you daughter for me; I bet she gone be real proud a you taking her place as my personal chair... or not. I don’t care...”
 
Before Zi could continue taunting her prey, the front door of the house opened with a *CLICK*, revealing...
 
“Hey, Mom; I’m home!”, Millie’s oldest daughter Billie said as she cheerily walked through the door, just in time to see an Asian woman in the middle of her living room, her HUMONGOUS ass slurping up a pair of sneaker-clad feet, said ass growing as big as two fresh watermelons as it did so.
 
“Miss Z.?”, she said in confusion once she recognized the woman from her old high school.
“What are YOU doing here?”
 
“Reuniting you with your family.”, Zi said as she got up from the ground and marched towards Billie.
 
“My family? What about my fa-“, Billie questioned before it clicked all too late.
“Oh, no. Please, Miss Z., please; please don’t eat me! I won’t tell anyone! I’ll do anything you say, I- I swear!”
 
The teacher reached up and grabbed the girl by her hair, pulling her head down to her level.
“Anything?”, she asked inquisitively.
 
“Yes, anything!”, Billie nodded eagerly.
 
“You promise?”, Zi asked again, putting her other hand up with her pinky extended.
 
“Pinky promise!”, the frightened girl said as she wrapped her pinky around Zi’s.
 
“Good!”, Zi said a smile on her face, giving Billie some security.
“Now DON’T TELL!”
 
“No, ple-“ was all the girl managed to get out before Miss Z. pushed the girl’s face towards her own, sending her prey down her throat in one smooth motion. The poor girl’s muffled screams could be heard as she made her descent, barely making a bulge in the teacher’s stomach as she quickly began digesting and making Zi’s thick Asian ass even fatter as soon as she entered the organ. Billie’s feet disappeared past the predator’s lips with one final swallow, causing Miss Z. to let out a very unladylike belch as her stomach became flat... mostly; her stomach still carried a small roundness to it, no doubt from the extensive eating she’d been doing today.
 
*BUORP*
 
“Damn sluts.”, she said delicately putting a hand to her throat.
“White bitches always give me the worst gas.”
 
To her credit, at long last, the house was finally empty; with that, Zi took her leave, her twenty-four inch-wide hips swaying back and forth as she walked towards the door, only to be stopped by...
 
*THUNK*
 
Zi looked down at her hips and found that they were JUST big enough to get wedged in the open door.
 
“Of course!”, the woman said aloud.
“I’d flunk these bitches AGAIN, if I could!”
 
She placed her hands against the doorframe and began to push, exerting enough force to cause-
 
*BEEUURRP*
 
Another belch erupted from Zi’s lips, flattening her stomach perfectly and causing her ass to expand even more, wedging herself deeper into the door.
 
“God damn!”, Zi yelled to her hips.
“You white bitches is fucking fattening!”
 
With both hands pressed against the doorframe, the teacher slowly pulled her giant hips free of the doorway until, after a moment or two, Zi stumbled forward out the door, managing not to fall flat on her face through great balance in her heels; she landed with one foot on the ground, one foot propped in the air above her head.
 
“What you looking at, asshole?”, Zi yelled to the couple in her ridiculous position, reaching towards her waist for her cigarettes, lighting a match on the shoe above her head, lit a cigarette and smoked as she calmly got back on her own two feet. As she walked from the porch to the curb, she could FEEL her ass wobble like jello, her fishnets being shifted around as they confirmed to her curvy figure.
 
Once she reached the curb, she took a moment to collect her thoughts as to her plans for the rest of the day; before she could, however, she received a tap on her shoulder along with a timid “Excuse me?”. Zi turned around to see that it was one of the girls passing by, a cute little tomboy with short hair and her entire upper half hidden inside of a sweatshirt.
 
“Hi! Uh, I’ve noticed you around town and I kinda wanted to, uh... get to know you a little better.”, the girl said sheepishly.
 
“Adrianne?”, the other girl asked running up behind the first.
“What are you doing?”
 
“Sure. In fact...”, Zi said as she set her suitcase on the ground and opened it, making sure to stick her prey-fattened ass in the air for the both of them to see as she rummaged through her stuff.
“I’m still working off some homework hips, teaching and all. I not in the mood for anything right now, but I make sure I save you for later.”
 
As she spoke, she made sure to rock her hips back and forth in the air, the two girls beginning to stare at the mountainous ass as its cheeks rippled with every slight movement the teacher made. She stood back up, still making sure her bare back was to the couple.
 
“That sound FUN to you?”, she said as she held a red collar attached to a leash in Adrianne’s direction.
 
“Y- yeah...”, the girl replied as she took the collar from Miss Z.’s hand.
 
“Good.”, the teacher said before looking to the other one.
“How about you?”
 
“Yes...”, she replied in the same tone.
 
“Good.”, Miss Zi said, handing Adrianne’s girlfriend a different collar, also attached to a leash in the teacher’s hand.
“I got another one for you.”
 
The two put their collars on without protest, Adrianne before her girlfriend.
 
“Make sure you two stay behind me; don’t want you looking ANYWHERE else, understand?”, Miss Z. said while holding the leashes casually in her hand.
 
“Yes, Miss...”, the two girls said in unison.
 
“Yes, Miss ZI, understand?”, she barked as she yanked the two by their collars.
 
“Yes, Miss Z...”, they replied at once.
 
“Good...”, Miss Zi said as she continued her walk, a light grin appearing on her face as she felt her titanic ass wobbling back and forth with every step she took, only serving to hypnotize her two prisoners more as they stared and drooled at it as they walked.
 
She’d catch a cab, hoping that the driver wouldn’t ask any stupid questions, to take her all the way to her mansion, much bigger than her old place in the suburbs, that she’d acquired from the relatively easy method of eating her husband, flirting with a man with lots of money, swallowing his wife, marrying him, swallowing him and keeping all the money; she’d really worked that process down to a science. Hell, this was her third mansion; she’d gotten rather bored with the first two, so this one might be a cozy enough place for the next month or so. Probably not for very long, of course.
 
This was her fourth impromptu “family meal” this semester, so she was leaving quite a few suspicions outside of her school for people to trace back to her. Luckily enough, winter break was right around the corner; the perfect excuse to pack up, move to a new state and find work there just in time for school to start back up and she can start her conquest all over again. Who knows how many schools she’d leave in her wake by the time she’d “retire”; how many people she’d leave either crawling on hands and knees to obey only her or jiggling on her fat ass whenever she walked simply depended on her mood, and that was just the way she liked it.
 
In total control, with the whole world under her foot.