Jazmin blew her hair out of her face. "Go easy on me? You are so in for it, nerd." Jazmin smiled. Behind her, her friends smiled as well. "Finally get to see a real bully in action!" Tori smirked to the other girls.
Cindy just giggled and nodded, "You sure do! Because whenever I grab a girl by the ear, she becomes a crying, submissive mess for as long as I hold her ear." Cindy smirked.
As Jazmin strode up to her confidently, Cindy merely reached one hand out. With two fingers, she pinched Jazmin's ear, brushing her dark hair aside. Instantly Jazmin's confident, aggressive stance diminished, her knees gravitated towards each other, her shoulders slumped, and she let out a pathetic cry.
"Owie! Cindy please let go! Please, I'm sorry!" Tori, Ellen, and Leah sat dumbfounded. Ellen was the first to laugh, followed closely by the other two. "Stop laughing!" Jazmin whined as she heard her friends. "Now, what are you sorry for?" "I'm sorry for trying to wedgie you!" "Are you going to try it again?" "No!" Cindy smiled before letting Jazmin go.
Immediately the bully stood up straight and wiped her face, her resting bitch face once again taking over. "Okay brat!" Jazmin once more lunged for Cindy, but returned to her crying mess as Cindy once more effortlessly subdued her.
"Owie owie owie! Cindy I'm so sorry! Please don't grab my ear!" Cindy smirked as the three spectators went wild with laughter. "Why should I believe you? I think you need to be punished. Don't you?" Jazmin nodded while wincing with pain, "Yes, please! Just punish me but let my ear go!"
Cindy giggled and pushed Jazmin's head away, the tough girl stumbling backwards before landing on her bubble butt on the ground. Cindy pulled out her phone and smiled. "I can now enter commands with my thoughts if I choose. Not every thought is a command, only when I mean for it to be." Cindy put her phone away, biting her lip as she took it out for a "test drive".
Wordlessly, Cindy grabbed Jazmin's ear as the bully stood up, and turned her towards her friends. A new wave of laughter emerged as they read Jazmin's shirt. Where it had once read "Wedgie Queen", now the "Queen" was crossed out with an X, and just below it was the word "Bitch". "I mean, after this morning? It really suits you!" Leah let out, laughing behind her hand. Jazmin looked down as Cindy let go of her ear and gasped. "Wha- What did you do?" Jazmin groaned, turning to Cindy.
"I told you I wouldn't go easy on you! And your punishment isn't over." Jazmin wiped her face and brushed her hair back. "That is the last straw." She grabbed Cindy by the waist and spun her around. Her fingers tightly grabbed Cindy's panties, and she pulled up ferociously.
"Owiiiie!" Jazmin cried as her hands yanked up on her own panties, as she stood in front of her friends, legs spread, bent over at the waist. The wedgie was almost as humiliating as their laughter as she pulled the fabric up between her cheeks, the pink color once again peeking over the darkness of the leggings, making it extra noticeable. "What? How did. I wedgied myself?" Jazmin gasped to herself, letting the panties snap back down.
"Maybe try wedgieing Cindy next time, Wedgie Bitch!" Tori giggled as she layed back on the table, enjoying the show. "That's it!" Jazmin groaned, turning towards Cindy. "I will deal with you in a minute. This has gone too far!" She stormed over to the table. Her friends' laughing faces morphed into those of fear instead as the dominant bully made her way towards them.
The fear was soon replaced with more laughter as Jazmin sprawled on the ground, her bubble butt wobbling wildly as it bounced around in the tight, still-wedgied panties. Tightly around her ankles were her new leggings, as Cindy yanked them down effortlessly. Jazmin blushed, looking up at her friends as she lay completely still, feeling her bottom wobble around embarrassingly.
"I can see why that's your biggest fear," Ellen commented, "That thing is still shaking!" "Imagine getting pantsed by Cindy, and then THOSE are the panties everyone sees!" Leah added on with laughter.
Jazmin was, for a moment, paralyzed by the humiliation, unable to move, wallowing in the embarrassment as her friends pointed and laughed at her big rear end. Soon, though, she found the strength to stand. Unfortunately for her, the dress code was the dress code, and she had a rule to abide by.
Jazmin bent at the waist, submissively sticking her bottom out, picking her wedgie and bringing the leggings up, whining as she struggled to get even the elastic fabric over her fat bottom, then pulling it up firmly between her cheeks, perfectly contouring their shape in the process.
Cindy giggled as she saw the pink frilled fabric exposed just over the top of the leggings. Jazmin looked between Cindy and her friends, now hesitant to go after either target. As she eyed both groups, a small bit of fear creeping into her head, her eyes widened as she felt her arms move instinctively, grabbing her bottom. To make matters worse, she bent over slightly, her breasts pressing against her shirt, butt stuck out towards her friends. On top of it all, she felt her hands start rubbing her bottom, squeezing it and shaking it around.
"Jazmin? What are you doing?" Ellen asked after recovering from laughing. Without even thinking, Jazmin answered, "I grab my tushy and rub it when I'm scared of a bully!" Jazmin's eyes went wide after she spoke. "What? My 'tushy'?? Scared? Of a BULLY?" She thought to herself, though she was unable to get her hands away from her own bottom.
Cindy, without saying a word, strode up to the very vulnerable Jazmin and grabbed hold of the pink panties. Jazmin looked at her with big eyes, "Please don't wedgie me." She pleaded under her breath. "Sorry, but," Cindy generously grabbed Jazmin's breasts and bounced them through the shirt, "You're asking for it."
Jazmin closed her eyes as she knew what was coming. Cindy yanked the panties up with a smile, once again lifting Jazmin off the ground, bouncing her up and down, shaking her bottom and breasts around embarrassingly while she continued to rub and shake her bottom. To add to it all, Jazmin let out a mortifying "Ouchie! My tushy!" As Cindy yanked and bounced her, leaving her red faced as her friends laughed on.
Cindy giggled at the stretched fabric as Jazmin bounced up and down repeatedly, not getting even a little bit tired of seeing her former bully's bubble butt bounce around wildly in the embarrassing and tight leggings. Unfortunately, Jazmin's friends were getting a bit bored.
"Just bouncing wedgies? Is that all she's got?" "Yeah, if this doesn't get good soon, we should help Jazmin out. At least we'll have some fun." Cindy bit her lip, giggling as Jazmin was powerless to resist, blushing deeply as she rubbed her bottom while letting out embarrassing whines and pleads, "Stop bouncing me! Please Cindy, my tushy! Please let me go!"
"Okay." Cindy smiled, letting Jazmin's feet contact the ground again. "Pick the wedgie, dork." Just as Jazmin's hands left her butt to grab her leggings, she whined as she felt a sharp sting as Cindy gave her a few spanks. "Make it snappy. Wouldn't want to be late, would you?" Jazmin shook her head eagerly and quickly pulled her leggings down once more, bending at the waist to do so. Cindy took the liberty of a few more spanks, beginning to leave red marks on Jazmin's wide backside as the bully stood up.
Jazmin quickly picked the wedgie but once more struggled to get the leggings back up before finally settling them in between her cheeks. She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her confidence start to come back. And just as she did, her legs were cold.
She looked down and gasped, "No! I hope no one sees my panties!" She cried out, bending over at the waist, giving her friends a nice view of her plus-sized backside yet again. As she stood up and pants-wedgied herself as per usual, she thought, "Wait. Why did I say that??" Before she could think more, another cold brush hit her legs.
"Eek! Please don't look! My panties are too embarrassing!" Jazmin cried out to her friends, blushing as she went through the whole charade again, doing the pants dance to get them over her bottom, tugging them between her cheeks, etc.
The next cold wind came with a surprise. As she bent at her waist to grab her leggings, whining, "Oh gosh, don't look at these humiliating panties!", she felt Cindy's fingers wrap around said panties once more, giving a sharp tug. Given her bent over position, Jazmin fell awkwardly forward, her head landing right into Leah's lap.
Jazmin quickly stood up and fixed herself, going through the entire routine once more, her bottom jiggling all the way. Cindy laughed once more before smiling, "Okay, time to finish it off."
Jazmin's face was blushing the deepest yet. Currently she was over Leah's lap. She would be whining, if she wasn't too busy speaking: "Owie! Thank you for spanking me!" She groaned after each mortifying slap, feeling her fleshy bottom wobble around after contact with Leah's proportionally small hand. Her leggings, which had somehow become incredibly revealing (and embarrassing) booty shorts, were around her ankles as Leah spanked her over her panties.
The rest of the girls smiled and chatted while they waited their turn with Jazmin. "I can't believe YOU wedgied US all this time! You're such a little bitch!" Tori giggled, putting in her own slap to Jazmin's bottom. "Hey! I will wedgie you so ha- Owie! Thank you for spanking me! Hard for that." Jazmin finished the interrupted sentence meekly, with a deep blush, choosing to break eye contact after the humiliating interruption.
As Jazmin is mortified in front of her friends, how does Cindy finish the morning off?
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