This choice: Brielle's sister Bonnie is waiting for her at home • Go Back...Chapter #4Brielle's sister Bonnie is waiting for her ... by: Jess345   Brielle darted home moving from cover to cover desperately trying to make sure no one would see her like this. She had ripped the pigtails out as soon as she could, but was at the mercy of the ridiculous outfit Aelish had left her in. Luckily for Brielle she was able to make it home without running into anyone she knew. Once she saw her house she made a mad dash for it and snuck in the side-door just in case her Mom was home. When she was sure the coast was clear she quickly headed upstairs and slid into her room. Unluckily for Brielle she was in such a rush that she failed to notice the pink luggage in the hallway belonging to her older sister Bonnie.
Brielle quietly closed her bedroom door behind her and tossed her backpack onto her desk, as she hurriedly searched for a change of clothes. Her room was a bit of mess with clothes strewn all over her bed, however Brielle was able to quickly find a black tank top and a new pair of black skinny jeans and much to her relief her mother had done the laundry and she was able to grab a clean pair of panties. She didn't even bother to look at them in her rush to get the humiliatingly bedazzled shorts and now permanently riding up undies off. Changed and refreshed Brielle confidently headed out of her room to go grab a bite to eat and ended up walking smack into Bonnie.
"Watch where you're walking little sis!" Bonnie said cheerfully, ruffling Brielle's hair.
Brielle couldn't believe it. There she was, perfect princess Bonnie. Bright Blonde hair, sparkling eyes wearing a yellow summer dress without a care in the world seemingly. Brielle was not it the mood for this.
"What are you doing here? Fail out of Beauty school already, Princess?" Brielle snarked as she tried to push by her older, taller sister. Bonnie stood her ground though and put a hand on Brielle's shoulder.
"Haha, oh sis, you and your jokes!" Bonnie chuckled "I know when you're upset you like to make those types of hurtful jokes. I think maybe you just need a hug!". Bonnie the wrapped her arms around her little sister and pulled her in for a bone crushing hug. All Brielle could do was stand there with her arms pinned to her side and take it. "Does that feel better, little sis?" Bonnie cooed. "Maybe not so little anymore" Bonnie laughed, patting Brielle's ass.
"Yes, it feels better, let go of me now." Brielle hissed through gritted teeth.
"Well, that makes me so glad, but now I need to address something with you" Bonnie said with mock gravity "I understand that you were upset, but you know that I am not at beauty school, you know that I am a maths major." Bonnie said while gripping Brielle's shoulder tightly. Brielle nodded. "Good! let me drive that home for you by showing you what I've learnt at college!" Bonnie then spun Brielle around and bent her over in one fluid motion with one arm, while using the other to pull the seat of Brielle's jeans down exposing her purple leopard print panties with "Wild Cat" written across the seat. "These are super fierce sis, just like you!" Bonnie laughed
"Prince-sorry Bonnie please don't, I was being rude. I didn't mean it a-" Brielle pleaded before Bonnie cut her off.
"Hush, sis. I just want to show you a simple formula. Buttcheeks divided by panties equals...WEDGIE!" Bonnie yelled
"BONNIEEEEK OWOWOW" Brielle squealed as she was rapidly hauled off of her feet by the waist band of her panties. Bonnie's eyes went wide, her mouth dropped open and she began to futilely kick her legs in the air trying to touch the ground, but Bonnie had no intention of letting that happen.
"I've missed this little princess," Bonnie said "This is also a great chance for me to get a workout in!" Bonnie squatted down and shot back up bouncing her sister as she went.
"PLEASE. STOP. I. AM. SORRY." Brielle howled between bounces. Bonnie paid her to mind though and by the 10th bounce Brielle was openly sobbing.
"...aaaand 20! Whew, all done sis. That was a tough one." Bonnie wiped the sweat of her brow, but maintained her grip on Brielle's waistband with the other hand, as Brielle weakly moaned. "I gotta say sis, mom told me you were the tough girl at school, bullying kids, doling it out. I thought you would be able to take it better. I think you really are the princess here. In fact why don't you go ahead and confirm that for me before I catch my second wind."
Brielle muttered "...I-I'm the Princess."
Bonnie chided her "Louder!"
"I'M THE PRINCESS" Bonnie squealed.
"What kind of Princess are you?" Bonnie asked while tugging on Brielle's waistband threateningly.
"I'M A PRETTY PRINCESS!" screamed Brielled
"Yes you are!" Bonnie exclaimed "And here's your crown!" Bonnie hauled the stretched out panties all the way up Brielle's neck and then palmed her forehead, pulling her head back and yanked the panties down to her eyebrows and let them snap into place there. "A pretty crown for a pretty princess." Bonnie said with a satisfied nod.
"My ass..." Brielle gasped back at her.
"Before we wrap up here a princess must always curtsy." Bonnie reminded her little sister. Brielle weakly bent her knees driving the cotton deeper into her bubble butt. "Good girl...oh! before I forget mom is out of town this week, so it is just us. I hope we get to spend lots of time together. I'd love to meet your friends!" Bonnie then slapped her sister on the ass watching it jiggle for a moment and then headed to her room, but before she entered she called over her shoulder "By the way I forgot to mention the reason I'm back. I got a job teaching math! at Jefferson High! see you Monday sis, we can car pool!"
Brielle stood numb in the hallway unsure how she had fallen so far so quick.
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