Madison bit her lip tentatively. "Ugh, stupid Gabby!" She blushed, looking around the room. Most girls were clustered around the door, waiting for the bell to ring so they could rush to class. As much as they got mocked for being 'nerds' for rushing to their classes, it was better than what the teachers did to stragglers they found. Anyone who wasn't at the door was at a desk picking on another student. It was a perfect scenario for Madison; she and Lauren were practically alone, and Madison could see Lauren's panties!
Adjusting her bra and stuffing her torn shirt into her backpack and getting a new pink tank top, Madison quickly slid her leggings down to pick her wedgie before sliding them back up, blushing as she felt the smooth fabric ride between her big cheeks to satisfy the dress code. Madison looked over her desk down at Lauren's panties again. "Lauren is pretty cute! And popular. If I wedgied her, I might be halfway to digging myself out of this hole." Madison thought to herself, studying the pink waistband and lettering of Lauren's panties.
Madison steeled herself and leaned forward, placing one hand on her desk to support herself, the other reaching down towards Lauren's panties. Just as Madison's fingers touched the fabric, she jumped as she heard Megan's voice in her ear, "Oh, perfect! I was just looking for a trash can!" Madison's eyes darted to Megan and went wide, "Nonono Megan please not now not noow-how-howww..." Madison pleaded futilely, feeling the ice cold smoothie fill her tight panties up as Megan dumped the entirety of the large cup into Madison's panties.
Madison winced and froze as the smoothie settled into her panties, yelping as Megan let the waistband of Madison's panties and leggings snap back against her. "Thanks, dork. See you later!" Megan said happily before walking off. Madison looked down to find Lauren laughing at her, covering her mouth. Madison opened her mouth to speak, but Lauren beat her to it by saying, "Wow, tough luck Madison. Maybe next time?" She giggled patronizingly, patting Madison's bubble butt, giggling as the smoothie uncomfortably smushed up against her rear end.
"Hey, at least now your butt's cold after all the spanking you got this morning!" Lauren giggled. "Yeah, I guess." Madison replied, trying to play it off coolly and failing miserably. Lauren giggled, "Hey, let's meet after school, okay?" Madison nodded happily, "Definitely! My place or yours?" Lauren smirked, "Well... I think we'll have to meet at the flagpole. Otherwise I'll be stuck waiting for you for a while." Madison blushed. Her red complexion only deepened as another girl came up behind her and yanked her panties up, the smoothie soaking against her leggings now.
Lauren laughed loudly, "Anyways, see you later." Madison blushed profusely as Lauren turned and walked towards the door. Slowly and uncomfortably picking her wedgie, Madison turned to get her stuff. As she did, the bell rang, causing her to speed it up. Just as she reached the end of the desks, someone deftly yanked her leggings down, causing her to fall flat, everyone else beating her out of the room as she embarrassingly struggled to get back up.
Madison stepped out into the hallway, once more adjusting her leggings, wincing as her compliance with the dress code pressed the smoothie against the skin of her legs. Madison looked around. In the hallways, Madison had three things to look out for: Gabby, her most prominent bully, teachers looking to torment students, and finally, every other student in the school.
Madison quickly stepped through the moving crowds, trying to reach the bathroom. Going to the bathroom during passing period was dangerous, but Madison had to change out of the smoothie-ruined clothes she was in, and if she tried to change anywhere besides a stall, it was a guarantee that her clothes would be stolen while she was changing. So, Madison stepped into the bathroom quietly, hoping she was the first one in.
Unfortunately for Madison, she was far from the first. A small line of girls had gathered out of one stall in particular. Peering around the corner, Madison winced as she saw the English teacher, Roya, with her head pushed into the toilet water, the toilet itself flushing rapidly. Using Roya as a distraction, Madison quickly stepped into another stall and began to change. Just as Madison had gotten the remains of the smoothie out of her panties, she instinctively winced as she saw someone open the stall door.
Entering the stall was a blond girl by the name of Lydia. Lydia was very popular around school, and thus one of the better bullies there was. Madison whimpered, "S-sorry Lydia, I'm just here to change. Someone poured a smoothie into my panties," Madison explained nervously, sliding her panties up her legs quickly and reaching for a pair of jeans. Before she could reach them, however, Lydia swiped them and smirked, tossing them over the stall wall. "Awww, Lydia!" Madison whined, hearing the splash of her jeans landing in the next stall's toilet. "Come on! Do we have to do this every day?" Lydia giggled in response, "As a matter of fact, we do!"
Madison groaned as she obediently turned around. Even though she was well prepared for it, she still yelped in surprise at the fierce wedgie, instantly bending at the hip as the forceful wedgie bounced her off her feet, leaning forward, teetering back in forth in Lydia's wedgie grip. Madison's hands slapped against the toilet seat to stop her from completely teetering into the water as she whined and moaned from the wedgie.
Lydia tightened her grip and laughed as she bounced Madison up and down repeatedly, each tug and bounce getting separate little "Ow!"s or "Owie!"s out of Madison. "I really like these panties, Madison!" Madison groaned, "T-thanks. My mommy got them for me." "Awww, your mommy? The same mommy that still spanks you every night and every morning? Come on, Madison! You're in high school! You need to start spanking your mom or you're gonna be a loser forever!" Lydia giggled.
As much as Madison wanted to retort, her mind was blank. She just didn't have the type of brain to be good at insults, and instead resumed her wimpy noises as Lydia bounced her. Lydia sighed, setting Madison down for a moment before taking a deep breath and opening the stall door. Just before Lydia tripped Madison down into the cold toilet water, Madison heard her shout, "Madison's in this stall! Come get her!" And then her ears were filled with the swirling water, her hair whipping around her face.
Madison never got time to look, but she assumed that girls from Roya's line were just hopping over to hers, rinsing and repeating, giving both the teacher and the dorky girl swirlies repeatedly until they were satisfied. At the end of it all, Madison sputtered out water and gasped for air, and the final tormentor, coincidentally Ellie, dragged her out of the stall and hung her up by her panties on the outside of the stall door.
As Madison groaned, the rest of the girls leaving the bathroom, she looked over to see Roya dangling in a similar position, yellow panties keeping her off the ground. Madison just blushed and averted her eyes. She and Roya were good friends; they both ended up in the bathroom commonly, so they had a lot of time to get to know each other. "Oh, you still have your pants! Glad they went easy on you today." Madison said feebly, motioning to Roya's tight red pants pooled around her ankles.
Roya nodded with a smile, "Yeah. They said they wanted my pants for reference so they could compare the shade of red to my butt." She blushed, reaching a hand down to rub her sore bottom. "Are yours in the toilet again?" Madison nodded, her arms hanging at her sides just as pathetically as her legs below her. "At least they let me keep my shirt this time. Good day so far." Madison said with a deep blush, noting the patheticness in calling any of this a 'good day'.
Soon enough, a hall monitor came into the bathroom and smirked. "Again, you two? Madison, I expect, you're practically the school loser! But come on Roya! You're a teacher, you need to be in class on time." Roya sighed as the hall monitor got her down. "I know, trust me. I definitely don't ask for the extra spankings I get for being late." She sighed, bending over to pull her jeans up over her bottom. Just before she could, the hall monitor gave her an atomic wedgie and a spank, "Well, better hurry up then! And keep that wedgie in until you get in your class, or I'll paddle you right in the hallway missy!"
Roya nodded, only worsening her wedgie, and quickly walked out of the bathroom. The hall monitor turned to the still-hanging Madison and sighed, "Come on Madison. I saw Abby in here swirlying you. ABBY! She was getting wedgies while she was swirlying you! You gotta step your game up!" The hall monitor giggled, getting Madison down and giving her a slap on the rear.
Madison winced and rubbed her big bottom, going to the next stall to retrieve her now-soaked jeans, putting them on slowly, groaning as she slid the wet denim up her legs and snugly onto her bottom. "Come on, higher dork. The last thing you need is a dress code infraction." Madison blushed as she ran a finger through the back belt loop of the jeans and pulled up as high as she could, feeling the seam wedge right between her cheeks. "That's better. Now, off to class. You're gonna be late." Madison blushed, picking up her backpack and hurrying out of the bathroom.
"She's right. I do need to step up my game. I failed to spank my mom yesterday, and I failed to wedgie Lauren this morning. Whatever! I can change any time I want to! Next girl I see is getting an atomic wedgie straight from me! I'm gonna be the best bully in the school!" Madison said to herself as she walked confidently down the hall to her next class.
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