Mrs Harrington stands on the corridor with her arms clasped behind her back, her hyper busty chubby and robust voluminous figure taking over the entire corridor, her hyper gigantic engorged ample bust pushing her tight zipped grey jacket at the seams straining it fabric to it's very limits, shockingly massive but yet incredible intimidating hoping you to not graze her hyper massive bust when you pass by and her huge fat plush ample fat chubby belly also straining her tight zipped grey jacket being the lower part of her huge belly tucked inside her black jean pants, being her pants beltline also straining to it's very limits, as Mrs. Harrigton sees you coming with that stern and stoic commanding expression, she turns her stare to you sideways with that swiftly instinct without turning her head at all, as she asks you with that authoritative but passive tone that you know leaves no room for excuses:

"Mr, class are about to start, I might think you are planning to go elsewhere!"