This choice: Skip to Monday back at school • Go Back...Chapter #6Skip to Monday back at school by: Jess345   After showering off the whipped cream and the stench of shame of the events the day Brielle stepped out of the bathroom to her first piece of good news in what felt like forever: a text from Aelish, that said "Hey Princess, I am feeling really sick :( and I don't think I can have you over to play tonight. Don't be too upset tho, I'm sure we can get together monday! :)"
Brielle blushed at the reminder of the leverage that Aelish held over her, but was relieved to know she would be spared the night of humiliation with her. Brielle spent the rest of the weekend hiding out in her room trying to forget that wedgies even existed. All in all it was work pretty well and Bonnie was more or less leaving her alone...other than the occasional sinister reminder about the fact that she would be a teacher at Brielle's school come Monday.
On Sunday night Brielle received a text from Aelish demanding that she Facetime her so that she could help her choose her outfit for school on Monday, as Aelish was still sick and wanted to make sure Brielle had something to remind her of her. Brielle ignored this text for a few minutes hoping it would go away before having that fantasy shattered by the buzzing of her phone, which contained another message from Aelish. This time it was an all too familiar photo of Brielle on her knees in the bathroom with her embarrassing panties revealed to the world. The implication of the message was clear and Brielle immediately Facetimed Aelish. Aelish made Brielle take the phone all around her room while she selected items "Ooooh definitely the yoga pants!" "Do you only own white tank tops? Fiiine, that'll have to do." "You really do have some of the girliest undies I have ever seen Brielle." Brielle blushed at the comment "Hahaha, not as embarrassing as the other pair, but close!" Brielle groaned as she picked up the lavender fullback panties with "Princess" written on the back and two shiny tiaras on either side of the word, as well as one on the front. Aelish also made her promise to do her hair in a braid and to use some pink lipstick as well saying"We both know you are a sissy and I just want to see you express some of that to the whole school, Ciao!" Aelish blew her a kiss and ended the call. Brielle let out a sigh of frustration, wondering for the millionth time how this had happened to her and went to bed still dwelling on her fall from dominance.
Brielle got up earlier than usual to get dressed up as Aelish demanded not wanting to risk her wrath. Brielle put the finishing touches on her lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror, letting out a groan at what she saw. It wasn't awful, but her signature look that she used to strike fear into the hearts of Jefferson High was just skewed enough to make her feel vulnerable. Her hair and makeup made her look girly, but the real damage was done by the yoga pants. When she turned to the side in the mirror her ass looked huge! Firm and bouncy as she self-consciously grabbed it, but BIG and she could see it jiggle when she made any movements at all! A knock at her door shook her from her paranoid spiral.
"Brielle, we need to get going or we're gonna be late! Come on princess, let's get a move on!" Bonnie called through the door.
Brielle snapped back at her "It's only 7:30 you bimbo! School doesn't start until 9!"
"I need to be there by 8:15. I'm a teacher, Brielle and don't call me a bimbo or I will pull you over my knee for such a spanking!" Bonnie yelled back.
"Fine. Whatever." Brielle huffed "Gp ahead I don't want a ride from you anyways after what you did to me on Friday! You probably just want to wedgie me in the car...or pants me as I get out...orororor."
"Brielle, stop that, you sound a little pathetic" Bonnie said with a slight chuckle "Look I am sorry about all that, you were just so rude to me when you first saw me and then I found out you lied about our fun weekend! I just wanted to share it with your friends. I wish you weren't ashamed of being my sister." Bonnie said this with such sincerity that Brielle actually began to reconsider. "Look, I promise I won't embarrass you during the ride OR once the ride is over. I will drop you off and I'll drop you off before I park in the staff lot, kay?"
"You got it Princess." Brielle said with a resigned tone, trudging out of her room and down the stairs with Bonnie following close behind.
"Classic Brielle." Bonnie said with a shake of her head "By the way love the hair and those pants make your ass look great!" Bonnie reach out and pinched Brielle's ass getting a yelp from Brielle. After getting their shoes and bags together Brielle opened the front door and stepped onto the porch when she heard a whoosh, as she felt a cool breeze on her legs. Looking down in horror at her yoga pants pooled around her ankle with her sister's hand attached to them Brielle squealed.
"Bonnie you promised!" Brielle said with a squeak.
"Ah, ah, ah I promised not to do anything in the car or after." replied Bonnie "This is the punishment for calling me a bimbo and for being a hypocrite. You told me on Friday that you were the princess and you have the panties to prove it," Bonnie snapped Brielle's waistband for emphasis "Yet you still called me a princess, tsk tsk. Now march on down to the car, princess!" Brielle Bent down to pull up her pants, but was met with a harsh slap on the behind from Bonnie.
"Ow, what the fu-" started Brielle.
"Language!" said Bonnie "Keep them at your ankles, that's the punishment."
"Someone might see me! Please no, please!" Pleaded Brielle.
"Only if you keep kicking up a fuss and standing out in the open. It is early, most people aren't out and about, so just hurry up!" Bonnie implored her. Resigned to her fate Brielle began her march of shame with her pants around her ankles and humiliating panties on display. Brielle found herself only able to do an awkward combination of waddling and shuffling, which turned what should have been a 30 second walk to the car into a 2 minute one. The comments from Bonnie did not make it go any faster.
"Those are some nice small steps, so lady-like! You really are a princess...I should get you a tiara!" Bonnie mocked, while Brielle seethed. "You know, that Bum of yours really is quite pale, maybe your friend was right about it need some sun." Bonnie continued "That booty also has quite a bit of jiggle to it. I could show you some exercises to keep it under control if you want."
With Bonnie's laughter ringing in her ears Brielle made it to the car door and to her relief no one had seen her and she could finally pull her pants up. Unfortunately Bonnie had the same idea and Brielle felt her stretchy yoga pants rocketed up her legs quickly reaching her waist and then blowing past until the were halfway up her back and digging deep into her ass.
'EEEK! Goddammit Bonnie!" Brielle cried out, rapidly pulling her pants out of her ass, as Bonnie quickly let go.
"My bad sis, I thought you would want those back on as quickly as possible." Bonnie said with a wink.
The car ride was uneventful and pointedly silent. Bonnie made good on her promise and dropped her sister off at the front of the school before heading to the staff parking lot, but not before teasingly grabbing the waistband of Brielle's pants causing her to literally jump out of the car while letting out an embarrassing "EEP". Bonnie just laugh as she drove off. Brielle hustled into the school and once she got to her locker took out her phone and took a ridiculously over-exaggerated duck-faced selfie to send to Aelish, as per her request to prove that Brielle had done as asked.
"I never thought of you as the selfie type, I love the outfit by the way!" Brielle looked up sharply from her phone and found the voice belonged to none other than Brook. Brook was one of her favorite wedgie targets. Brook had arrived at Jefferson and wowed everyone with her good looks, but Brielle only had eyes for her undies, which she soon became acquainted with and introduced to her partnert in wedgies Jazmin. Brook had meant her comment to Brielle nicely hoping to get on her good side, but Brook didn't know the kind of week Brielle was having, unfortunately for her.
Brielle let out a roar of pent-up frustration as she charged at Brook, who was frozen with fear, and flipped up Brook's skirt grabbing her red panties and dragging her down the hall.
"I didn't think you were the floor waxing type!" Brielle yelled down at Brook and she dragged her along the linoleum floor by her undies making Brook's buttcheeks squeak along the floor as Brielle dragged her to the bathroom. "I hope you enjoyed your comment because I am going to spend the next 30 minutes washing it out of your mouth!" Brielle said, hauling on Brook's undies for emphasis, pulling them high over Brook's head.
As Brielle reached the bathroom door she heard footsteps coming down the hallway after her.
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