Claire always wanted to be a daycare worker or preschool teacher, or even a kindergarten teacher, she never really was fond of teenagers and always thought that most of them were too moody and rude. She did have some favorite 8th grade students but most of them were awful.
Claire has tried to apply for a job at a daycare or an elementary school but they all turned her down, so her last resort was to work at a middle school.
As Claire sets up her room for her first class she sighs to herself at how much she disliked her job, but she had to pay off bills and other stuff. As the bell rings two students, Terra and Emma walk into Claire's classroom. Terra and Emma were Claire's least favorite students. Those girls were always getting into trouble and disrespecting her, they were half of the reason why she hated her job. "Hey Ms. Micheals" Terra said as she took her seat n
Jonathan was walking up to his new college campus, not knowing what to expect from his Freshman year. He was walking up to the main door to see his friend from High School waiting for him. They were both surprised to see each other and ran up to meet again.
Mike, I didnt know you were going here!
I could say the same for you, Jonathan!
Well hows it going!? Whats new?
Eh, nothing much. Just the fact that were going to a new school now.
Yeah. I hope its as good as our high school years were.
Sharon woke up when she heard Aidan whimpering through the baby monitor on her nightstand. She got up and went to get him ready for the day, eager to see what he looked like as a toddler. He was supposed to
Erza had to admit this was a rather odd reward to get with completing a job. Erza looking over the saddle in her hand with a raised brow. "I wonder what I can do with this." She muttered aloud while sitting in her hotel room. Looking at the item before placing it on her bed. Unequiping her armor and leaving her buff. "Now to decide what to wear home. Since armor is too damaged to be walking around like this..." She muttered before turning away from the saddle.
As she was about to head to the bathroom suddenly she yelped in surprise. Feeling something land on her back and wrap around her front. Looking down she now saw that the saddle was strapped to her. "What in the haaaaaw!!!" Erza suddenly covered her mouth as she heard a loud bray come from her lips. However as she covered her mouth the feeling of her hands started to change. Looking at them she saw they were changed into hooves- red fur rapidly crawling up her arms.
Then something grabs his pants from behind then rips them clean off leaving him with his underwear and shirt on. Then he sees the sorce seeing machincal glove arms pulling at his shirt and underwear ripping them off. He was fully exposed and naked trying to cover himself, humilated.
"Ugh could this get any worse". He then sees a conveyor belt ending then flying down fast but hits a nice cushion ground. He looks up and sees something flying over him and then gets up and sees that there are bars for no way to escape. He then sees a door and it read "Automatic Nursery" then he realise that he was in a giant crib then yells for help.
A girl runs through the door and th
The high-pitched bell of Strington Junior High began it's final ring of the day and the students began to file out toward the various exits. Among these students was the eleven-year-old sixth-grade-student Erika Swanson. She was a little on the skinny side with short black hair.
Erika had been homeschooled all thoughout grade-school, and had only just entered into the local public middle school. Her mother had explained that things would be hard to get used to at first. She was right, of course. Things were strange in school. She had no friends that went to Strington Junior, so she was always sitting alone. And the other girls kept bothering her. Bothering her about what music she listened to, how she dressed, about what boys she liked, how.... small.... she was.
As she turned down the street to walk home, she began to think about how annoying it was. About how they all just wouldn't stop bothering them. She passed an alley between a Barnes and Nobles and a
Mrs. Berbrin sighed, putting on her earrings in the mirror. Friday night in mild weather, she and her husband were going to go out to dinner and a show. Of course, they had to break this news to their son.
"That's right, a babysitter. Nine's way too young to be spending a night alone."
The nine-year-old in question, Kevin Berbrin, held both his arms out, as though asking his mom to look at him, "C'mon! I'm in the fourth grade now! You probably let Geoff stay by himself when he was my age!"
"Actually, we kept him with a babysitter until he was twelve," claimed the boy's mother, sitting on the bed and slipping on her high heeled shoes. "When you're that age, maybe we'll talk."
"Twelve?!" Kevin's prepubescent voice reached a heightened pitch from the anger of the injustice of it all, "You're gonna give me a sitter 'til I'm twelve?"
"If you keep acting like this whenever we go out, I might do it even longer," she added, quite annoyed by this point. Once her shoes were on,
'Where... What is going on?' She thought to herself while sitting. The red head about to speak before noticing another odd thing. Having not taken note before the mage found herself sucking on her thumb. Cheeks turning a light shade of red as she spat it out- looking at it before her eyes grew wide.
"W-wat...?!" Erza mumbled to herself while looking at said hand. The once much larger and slender hand was instead tiny and
"It's okay Novie, Daddy's here." I knew right then it was Freddy. I felt him lift me from the crib and cradle me in his arms. "This isn't good, you're burning up!" Judging by the rate of his steps, he was running. The next conversation went by really quickly and I was disoriented, so I can't remember who said what...
"Guys I need your help!"
"Novie is burning up! I think she's sick!"
"What?! What do we do to help her?"
"I don't know, maybe it's just a 24-hour bug?"
"Holy sh- Novie just shrunk in your arms!"
"How is that possible? I didn't regress her again!"
"I didn't either, and the rest of us didn't."