Mari let go of Brenda's wrists and started to unclasp the hapless girl's bra. "No, don't take my bra off!" Brenda cried, trying to keep some last vestige of dignity. "OK," Paula responded, as she gestured for Mari to weave the bra strap through the legholes of the overextended cotton panties. She did so and re-clasped the Bra.
Paula grabbed Brenda's Barrette (most of the loose ponytail had slid to the side of her face by now), and forced her to stand up straight, and turn away from the chair. Admiring her handiwork for a few moments, she looked at the humiliated girl puzzled, as if she had forgotten something. First, she grabbed another small plate with yet another piece of pie and smeared it anew over Brenda's face. Still looking like an artist about to finish a masterpiece, she picked up a carton of milk from the table and poured it ceremoniously over Dawn's head. "Got milk?" she said as the liquid poured into the girl's now underfilled bra, then dripped down her torso and turned her stretched-out panties transparent, so the whole school could witness her dark, untrimmed pussy. Another wave of surprise murmured through the crowd. No one had imagined that her cheerleading spanx were holding in such a forest of curly brown pubes.
"Wow..." thought Dawn, "I only hard to start that, her friends chose so much of that on their own. This mind control spell is a bit weak...and I guess her so-called friends know what a bitch she is." A commotion in front of her brought her back from her thoughts to the reality of the moment. The humiliated Brenda realized that Mariana wasn't holding her anymore, and decided to run for it. "I'll fix that," she thought, trying to take control of Brenda. Brenda's will was stronger, as she predicted, but now she had plenty of practice. Brenda turned around and walked back toward Paula.
"This should be good!" said Paula, now totally free of Dawn's control. "I thought you would cry when you found out how I really feel about you, bff." Paula didn't see Mari, behind her, about to grab her by the arms, so she was surprised when Brenda walked right up to her and tore off her black tank top, revealing a lacy pink bra. Brenda was less under Dawn's control than Paula had been, and Brenda knew there would be no stuffing in Paula's Bra, so she yanked the bra down, exposing the olive-skinned girl's huge breasts and large nipples. Trying to play it cool, Paula taunted, "wanted to see what a real pair of boobs look like?" Tweaking the left nipple with her thumb and forefinger, Brenda replied, "No, I see them every day when I hang out with you two."
Dawn took control of Brenda for a moment, and caused her to pull down her frenemy's skirt. To everyone's delight, Paula was wearing black thigh-highs to match her now missing top, and lacy pink panties which failed to cover the edges of her untrimmed pussy. Dawn lost control again, but Brenda seemed to know what to do next. She pulled Paula's panties to half mast around her knees revealing her velvety pussy. Paula shrieked in indignation that she could not even cover herself because her arms were being held behind her. Forgetting her own humiliating appearance, Dawn was out for serious revenge. She reached over the table and extracted a hot dog from its bun. "The boys on the team told me how much you love wieners, you little slut!" With unexpected ease, Brenda was able to get the hot dog in between Paula's slightly spread legs, where she left it halfway in her untrimmed pussy.
"You bitch, let me go!" "Aw, shut up!" Brenda replied, taking a piece of pie from a nearby table and slathering her face with it. "And how about some beans to go with good ol Frank between your legs there..." Brenda poured a heaping plate of slimy baked beans over Paula's pristine hair as she spoke. "One more thing, if you will Mari." Brenda dragged over a trashcan. Not just any trashcan. The trashcan used to empty food from plates and trays before they are washed. "No, you can't...that's so disgusting, I'll never get it off my shoes." "Well, you won't have to worry about that," said Brenda, making a spinning gesture to Mari. Mari, under Dawn's control, lifted the screaming Paula, and deposited her, gently, face first in the tall, mucky, trashcan. Only the diminutive girl's buttocks and legs protruded. Brenda took the panties from around Paula's knees. "You won't be needing these," she said, finishing her with a resounding spank on her bare backside.
Just as Brenda was about to stop reveling in what she'd done to Paula and probably try to run from Mari before her allegiances changed again, Dawn was able to resume control. She made Brenda punch Mariana in the stomach again. Mariana didn't feel much more than a moment's pain (she had been told to do a hundred crunches a day by the cheerleading coach), she was stunned just long enough for Brenda to slip behind her, wrap her arms around her waist, and undo the button of her jeans. "Hey, I didn't know you were..." Dawn changed her focus to Mari before she could finish the sentence. As Brenda pulled the jeans down, she couldn't explain why Mari stopped fighting...they were all acting strange this lunch period, even her, ever since she attacked Dawn. Before the thought was fully fleshed out, Brenda saw Mariana's panties. They were yellow, with pink polka dots, and a big Hello Kat face across the seat. Since Mariana's hips and backside were so wide, and since, honestly, the panties were a size or two small, the cat face was stretched horizontally, looking like a comically obese version of the beloved character.
Dawn delighted in having Brenda draw everyone's attention to the stretched out underwear. "It's like a billboard," one girl said, "that's what I call a fat cat," said another. To Brenda's surprise, Mariana's reaction was to bend forward over Paula's trashcan, her torso between the smaller girl's kicking legs, and stick her ass out in the air, "This should be good," Dawn thought.
First, Brenda spanked her. The huge ass and belly below shook furiously, as tears caused Mari's eyeliner to run.
After 15 hard hits with her hand, Brenda gave her one huge wedgie. "Looks like even a fat cat can get swallowed up by a bigger pussy," the girl who commented before remarked. Unclasping the amazon's bra, Brenda used her hair to pull her into an upright position. Finally, she took her by the hair, and forced her face into a plate of mashed potatoes on the table. Dawn concentrated hard, and Mari released her bladder onto the floor, soaking the ignominious panties, to even more snickers from the crowd. Then Dawn let go of all control to see what would happen next.
In full control of herself for the first time in over 15 minutes, Mariana grabs Paula's legs and help her out of the trash can.
"Why did you do that?
"Why did you attack me first?"
"I don't know, I guess I wasn't in control of myself."
"You, too? But how?"
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