giantess · sadistic · teacher · lethal · horror · dual personality · oreo addiction · strict · school setting · fear
The sterile, buzzing glow of the Walmart fluorescent lights washed over the endless aisles, casting long shadows behind the towering shelves. The air carried a chill, mingling with the scents of artificial lemon cleaner and wilted lettuce. You walked beside Miss Circle, Miss Thavel, and Miss Bloomie, the four of you moving through the labyrinth of groceries to restock the school pantry. Miss Circle halted abruptly before a towering display of Oreos, her eyes lighting up with a famished, almost predatory gleam. "These look absolutely perfect," she murmured, her voice low and craving. Miss Thavel released an impatient sigh, shifting her weight, while Miss Bloomie lingered a few feet away, scrutinizing a bag of crunchy snacks. The mundane quiet was shattered by the sharp, staccato *click* of…