This is a story I began years ago and just finished recently starring Allegend's Itza. She is a pretty big girl but has to deal with girls bigger and stronger than she is so here is a story about Itza being the only strong girl around:

ITZA'S PERFECT DAY

Character and art by Allegend (https://www.deviantart.com/allegend)

When Itza arrived to her old school classes were already over, and only the faculty and staff remained. Smiling, Itza started walking down the hallways, her huge body crushing the corridors she used to dread years ago. Bursting into a staff meeting like she owned the place, Itza interrupted the proceedings with a resounding crash, demanding the attention and adoration of all present.

"Who the hell are you?!" the principal asked.

"I'm in charge now!" Itza replied, her voice booming, "You may call me My Goddess!"

"Go away before we call the cops!" the principal yelled back, hoping the situation would not escalate.

"Don't tell me you don't remember me?" Itza said with a smirk, "After all the times I got sent to your office!"

The principal stared at Itza's muscular figure before taking a good look at her face.

"M-Mariscal?!" he gasped, "Is that you?!"

"Damn right!" Itza boomed, her massive frame imposing itself in the room.

Before anyone could react, the massive girl grabbed the principal, slamming him into the floor and cracking the floorboards beneath. She then sat on him, her colossal butt crushing his bruised form.

"I'm gonna make some changes around here!" Itza proclaimed, savoring the fear in her old teacher's faces.

The staff stared in horror as their boss was squished under the girl's massive rear. They desperately looked at each other, trying to figure out what to do or if they could do anything at all.

"Miss Mariscal, please be reasonable!" one teacher pleaded.

"Why would I be?" Itza retorted, her voice mocking, "You're the ones that were unreasonable, treating me like shit and mocking me!"

"We didn't-" One of the teachers stammered.

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" Itza yelled, cutting of the teacher.

"No one here mocked you," a teacher said, "Why would we?"

"Then why did I never receive awards or recognition?" Itza demanded, "Why did the other girls get a party, but not me?"

"Because those girls got the highest grades," another teacher replied, "your grades were average.”

"LIES!" Itza bellowed, her voice echoing throughout the school.

Realizing they couldn't reason with the deranged girl, the teachers attempted to escape the room, rushing towards the door.

"Anyone who walks out is getting crushed!" Itza roared, glaring at the teachers.

The staff looked at her, their eyes full of fear. Itza's lips curved into a smile, reveling in the power she now wielded over these people.

"If you're going to behave like this, we have no choice but to call the police!" another teacher said, hoping the threat would work.

"And then what?" Itza replied, her smirk never leaving her face, "Are they going to put me in jail? What are they going to charge me with? Being too amazing?"

The teachers looked at her, grabbing their phones and desperately dialing the cops. Itza just laughed, amused by their frantic voices as they begged someone to come right away.

"You're wasting your time," she retorted "No one can't touch me!"

Itza rose to her feet, her massive figure looming over everyone. Finally, free from the girls’ weight, the Principal scrambled to safety. Some teachers helped the battered man while Itza was distracted, grimacing at the purple hue of his skin.

The female juggernaut tensed her upper body to look bigger, her shoulders, arms, traps, and pecs swelling, her muscles bulging and pulsing. Noticing her hands were firmly on her sides, the two burliest teachers looked at each other and attempted to tackle her.

Like eggs crashing on the ground, the teachers were on the floor, clutching their broken noses as they rolled in pain. The rest of the staff looked at their fallen co-workers, fear truly kicking over.

"See?" Itza said, her voice filled with smugness "I can't be stopped!"

Itza grabbed the closest teacher, a young woman who taught Math.

"Now you are gonna march that perky little butt of yours to that board and take note of all my demands!" Itza commanded.

The teacher nodded, her body trembling as she walked toward the whiteboard. Itza then turned to the rest of the staff and smiled when she noticed their fear was keeping them glued to their seats.

"First off, I'm changing the name of the school to The Itza Mariscal for re-education"

"That's ridiculous" a teacher dared to mutter.

"One more comment and I will bend you like a pretzel!" Itza roared, her voice like thunder, "Secondly, I'm changing the curriculum now they will learn the only skill they need: serving me"

"W-What will the students learn?" a teacher asked.

"To cook for me, clean after me, and make monuments in my honor," Itza answered, her eyes gleaming with amusement, "whatever I feel like."

"You can't expect us to do all this!" Itza’s old homeroom teacher protested, managing to raise his voice despite being so afraid of the huge girl.

"Of course you will," Itza said. "I will force you to do it."

"This is absurd; the Education Board will not allow it!" the teacher retorted.

"Do you really think I care about them?" Itza asked "Do you think anyone can stop me?”

"Freeze!" a voice yelled, interrupting the girl's rant.

"Oh how charming!” Itza chimed, turning to face the newcomers.

The police had finally arrived, pointing their weapons at the musclebound girl. The staff looked at the officers, hoping that they would bring an end to Itza's madness while she just glanced at them like they were ants.

"This is a warning," the cop said. "Stop now, and nobody gets hurt!"

Giving the police a challenging glare, Itza took a step towards them, making the room shake.

"I've got a better idea" Itza said, her voice full of arrogance "I will beat the living daylights out of all of you and make you rebuild this school in my image!"

"Get ready boys!" the cop said, his hand tightening the grip on his weapon.

"Bring it on!" Itza yelled.

With a loud bang, the police started firing, unleashing a volley of bullets that bounced off of her rock-solid flesh.

"Let me show you some real guns! Itza retorted, her hands curling into fists.

Flexing her arms caused her bicep to flare up, becoming even more impressive than before. Her muscles were pumped to the max, the veins underneath pulsating as blood rushed through them.

As sudden as she flexed she began pummeling, hitting officers left and right, knocking them down one by one. It didn't matter if they tried to resist, tase her or shoot her, Itza's strength was too much for them.

"This is your fault, you know," Itza told the principal as she knocked an officer to the ground and stomped him "If only you had appreciated me for the wonder that I am, this would have never happened.”

The school staff watched as the defeated police officers lay on the floor. Itza's victorious gaze met the terrified teachers' eyes as she gave them a smug smile.

"Now that that's settled, let's get back to business," Itza said.

"I-I will do anything" a teacher whimpered, his voice trembling.

"Good boy!" Itza said, giving him a playful slap on the cheek.

The rest of the staff nodded, wondering how could they escape Itza's clutches while she just laughed.

"You are all mine" Itza thought, showing a feral grin.