Ellen finished her last bite of food, brushed her brown hair behind her ears and returned her focus to her work project open on her laptop. Before she continued typing she glared in the direction of the bathroom: "I don't hear flushing, math nerd!"
A beleaguered Brielle sighed and stared at her pitiful reflection in the toilet bowl: Wet blonde hair plastered to her porcelain face, blue eyes gone red and panting like she had just been out for a run. Brielle took a breath before plunging her head back into the waiting water, once she was under she depressed the flusher with her left hand and yanked on her already well-stretched undies with her her right hand, giving herself an efficient and humiliating swirly wedgie kicking her legs as she did. As she lifted her head out, water dripping off of her back into the toilet, she called out: Seven! I deserve this for being wedgied by a jock like the math nerd on I am on my first day!" She plunged her head in again repeating the process: "Eight! I deserve this for getting by my wimpy bestie who has been a real bully in years!" Again: "Nine! I deserve this for almost being discovered and bullied by high school girls!" And again: "Ten! I deserve this for not getting my caked up nerd friend back for wedgieing the daylights out of me!"
Ellen giggled to herself before calling out again: "Okay you're all done, nerdy girl. Give your face a good wash, but leave your hair as it is. You can put on a shirt, but same undies and no pants...oh and glasses on."
Brielle came out to outright laughter from her girlfriend as she took in Brielle's swirly hair, thick glasses, panties that had to be hiked up to stay on after all the stretching they had endured and clad in one of her vintage nerdy shirts. "Ooh the pink 'Venrath's Wand' shirt! haven't seen that one in a while," said Ellen, "Sorry I couldn't swirly you myself babe, but I have a ton of work to do. Plus you were talking about how you used to be such a good bully when you were when you were defending yourself I figured you could handled it." Brielle crossed her arms and pouted trying to look mad, but rolled her eyes and smiled when Ellen patted the couch in invitation.
"I have to wear this shirt," said Brielle, "We're continuing the Venrath's wand marathon with the prequel series coming up!" Ellen smiled at her beau's nerdy enthusiasm. "Talking about nerd stuff, huh? You know what that means..." Brielle winced and braced herself for wedgies, but none came as Ellen was still busy with her work. "You can go ahead and give yourself a shoulder wedgie and then kneel in front of the couch, I wanna watch that pale, jiggling dumptruck of yours while I work." Brielle squeaked and moaned as she got her waistband over her shoulders and got down on her knees, her bubblebutt wobbling as she did. Ellen greeted the sight with a hard spank, "Ouchie!" Brielle whined as her round tushy rippled and bounced before squealing as Ellen gave it a hard pinch. "Babe!" "Sorry, my pretty little dork, couldn't resist."
As they settled into the show Ellen spoke up: "So, besides being wedgied, what's on the docket for Miss Williams tomorrow?" Brielle smiled at playful name, "Mostly the same except for tryouts for the mathletes tomorrow." Ellen burst out laughing, "Of course! What else would the nerdy math teacher be doing...oh weren't you forced to join the mathletes once your inner dork was exposed?" Brielle grit her teeth in genuine frustration, "Yes dear I was and I am more than aware of how stereotypical it is, but I have to dig in and get involved if I'm going to break the streak of math teachers only lasting one year at Isabelle High. I mean I know you love your job and want to settle down here so..." Ellen cut her girlfriend off with a kiss.
"Thank you, my dorky love, sorry if my teasing was too much. It's easy to get carried away with you sometimes," said Ellen with genuine remorse on her face, "How does running the mathletes help you dig in?" Brielle futilely tried to readjust her shoulder wedgie before replying: "The mathletes at Isabelle are terrible. They lose almost every match and have never even made it to the state finals tournament. It's one thing to be math nerds, but to be bad mediocre at math AND be math nerds? That's even worse. If I can make them dominant they could be a point of pride for the school and me. Does that make sense?"
Ellen gave her girlfriend a hard spank and ruffled her hair. "It does, actually. Was that your gimmick as a bully," asked Ellen, "Like you were the top student AND the second best bully at your school? That must have been devastating for your victims." Brielle sighed at being called second best and said, "No I was a regular bully, obviously! I had to hide my math prowess. I actually made nerds to my homework and just redid it myself." Ellen clucked her tongue, "Well, that kind of explains why your time as a bully didn't last, princess bubble booty." Brielle gave Ellen a quizzical look as Ellen went on, "A bully with real pizzazz would jump at a gimmick like that! It's unique and you carve out your own territory, so bigger and better bullies would leave you be. You tried to be a regular bully and weren't in the top tier, so eventually someone came along and took your lunch money to prove a point." Brielle looked annoyed, but Ellen just shrugged at her.
Brielle realized Ellen was right, but still wanted to fire back. Before she could a commercial came on that brought a new shade of red to her face, a red of anger to one of embarrassment. A graphic that read "Prank Queen" came on the screen and a curvy, auburn haired presenter appeared, "Announcing season four of p-" the woman was abruptly pantsed and pushed of screen as a tall beauty with wavy brown hair appeared and spoke: "That's right losers, prank queen Kaitlyn is back and this season we're headi-" Brielle muted the tv with an audible growl of frustration. Ellen cooed and kissed the top of Brielle's head, kneading her bubblebutt gently, "I know, nerdy girl, I know. It's rough having to see your main tormentor from high school, especially since she was one of the main causes of downfall there..." Ellen's eyes lit up in recognition, "didn't she give you a bully gimmick?"
Brielle hung her head in shame at the flood of memories, "Yeah, she made me into the pretty bully." Ellen giggled, "Well pretty is an understatement," Brielle smiled at the compliment, "What did they call you after she exposed you again." "...the pretty nerdy bully." muttered Brielle. Ellen outright laughed before giving Brielle a wet willy making Brielle shiver and go cross-eyed. "Sorry babe, it is really funny though." Brielle huffed, "It's totally hilarious that the bitch who ruined high school from me is a multimillionaire at 26 and I'm here, a nerdy high school math teacher." Ellen gave Brielle's undies a hard tug and, in an icy voice, said, "What's so a bad about being here?"
Brielled gulped, "I-I didn't mean it like that! You know I love you and love being here with you. I just get frustrated thinking about that time of my life sometimes." Ellen softened, "I know you do, Bri, but I think a punishment is still in order." Brielle whined, "for that?" "For that, that and tattling on Jazmin like a little sissy instead of dealing with it yourself." Brielle blushed and nodded in surrender. "I'll go to the bedroom to get you an appropriate change of panties," announced Ellen, "You may as well get the cake out for dessert afterwards, well the other cake." Brielle was forced to smile as Ellen wobbled Brielle's fat ass around before skipping off to the bedroom.
"Close your eyes," sang Ellen, "Ok, open 'em!" Brielle opened them and groaned as she was greeted by a pair of yellow panties that read "Jefferson High's Biggest Dork" on them. Brielle tried to protest, but was cut off "I think they're perfect for someone who's made about being bullied in high school while being bullied in highschool, as an adult." Brielle rolled her eyes and put them on, turning an even deeper shade of red.
"EEEK! GUH!" Brielle shrieked and grunted as Ellen quickly got the panties over Brielle's head and hooked them over the back of her own. Brielle looked on in bemusement. "What? You being whiny isn't going to stop me from getting what I want," Ellen kissed Brielle, "I figured this wedgie would bring you back to school also." Ellen muffled Brielle's response with more kisses before using her free hands to spank Brielle's massive tush, laughing as Brielle danced from foot to foot while squealing in between kisses. Just as Brielle got "comfortable" with the situation Ellen pushed her down and she felt a cold sensation as the cake squished under her big buns. "Some cake for your cake," teased Ellen, "Want some?" Before she could answer Ellen scooped some cake from Brielle's cheeks and stuffed it in her mouth. "Time to get back to the show I think."
Ellen took the waistband off her own head and hooked it under Brielle's nose. "Oh no babe you can't see," mocked Ellen, "Let me help." Ellen then put Brielle's glasses on over her atomic wedgie, giggling wildly as she did. Brielle just groaned as she enjoyed the sounds of her favourite show with intermittent tugs and spanks from Ellen.
At the end of the night Ellen asked, "What did we learn?" Brielle, wedgie free for the first time in hours, replied "That I'm a your fat-assed math princess and I love it!" Ellen gave her sly smile and used a wedgie to pull Brielle into yet another makeout session.
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