"Now I've got you, brat!" Jazmin panted, standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Grace clearly wasn't as winded as Jazmin was - in fact, she was standing there smiling! "Oh, no! Whatever will I do? The big scary hall monitor has me cornered in the bathroom!" Grace teases sarcastically. "We'll see how much you're laughing when you're in detention for a week!" Jazmin smirked. But Grace was three steps ahead of her. "Okay, I guess you're right. I'm sorry for being so disrespectful. Here's my phone." With that, Grace offered up her phone, holding out her hand. Jazmin raised an eyebrow, but smiled. "That's more like it," she said, casually walking forward and grabbing the phone.
That's when Grace yanked her hand back, pulling Jazmin forward suddenly, and sending her tumbling into one of the stalls. She barely managed to catch herself, her hair hanging around her face only an inch or two away from the toilet water. "You little- BRBLRBLRBRBLBLBLRBLRBL!" As Jazmin began to scold Grace, the high schooler shoved the Latina's face down into the toilet and flushed it. "No! This can't be happening! I'm an adult now! I can't get a swirly from some high school girl!" Jazmin thought to herself, desperately trying to get out of the humiliating position she was in. But Grace's hold on her was tight, and all she could do was wait as the cold water swirled around her face, forcing her wet hair to messily stick to it.
"Sorry, what was that? I think you got cut off," Grace giggled, finally letting Jazmin up as the water in the toilet rose back up. "Listen, young lady. You cannot d- BRLBRLBRLRBLRL!!!" All Jazmin could hear was the rushing sound of toilet water as she was given another swirly, her hands frantically shaking around and slapping the sides of the toilet in an attempt to get free. All the while, Grace stood above her, smugly giggling like a brat while she gave Jazmin a swirly.
"Please... please..." Jazmin panted, her hands on the floor, trying to hold herself up. "No more swirlies..." Grace thought for a moment. "Hmm... nope!" With that, she pushed Jazmin back down and flushed again, the water swirling and swirling around the poor woman's face. It was clear that Grace wasn't letting up, as she gave Jazmin ten more swirlies in a row, with Jazmin barely able to get a word out in between the humiliating rounds of swirlies.
"Now this time, I want you to call yourself a nerdy swirly dork before I dunk you in!" Grace giggled. "What? Come on, that's ridicu- BRLBRLBRBLRBLBRL!... *gasp* Okay! Okay! I'm... I'm a nerdy swirly dork, all ri- BRLRBLRBLRRBL! Come on!" Jazmin whined, pathetically putting up with Grace's humiliating demands. But then, somehow, the mortifying situation that Jazmin was in got even worse as she felt Grace's fingers wrap around the waistband of her panties.
"Waitwaitwaitwait! Okay, I won't take your phone, and no detention, and you can stay in the hall as long as you want! Pleasepleaseplease, just don't give me a wedgie!" Jazmin begged, turning her head and looking up at Grace, looking like a total dork with her toilet water hair clinging to her face. "You're such a pathetic little dweeb!" Grace giggled. Then, without warning, she gave an expert, hard, *YANK* to Jazmin's panties, instantly exposing the bright yellow fabric with little pink hearts all over it. Grace fell into a fit of giggles upon seeing the panties, forcing Jazmin to blush even harder than she thought she could as she winced from the pain of the wedgie.
"Okay, sissy girl, swirly time!" "Wait, nonon- BRLRBLRBLRBLRBL!" Jazmin once more bubbled against the cold, swirling toilet water as she was given another swirly, this time with her undies getting yanked up in a terrible wedgie. "You know, from this angle, this big fat jiggle-butt of yours really bounces around a lot!" Grace teased, giving Jazmin another hard wedgie and forcing her bubble butt to *wobble* around just to prove her point. "I can't wait to tell Ashley about this! First day and I already wedgied a staff member?" Grace giggled excitedly.
"Wait, wait! Seriously, please, Grace, you can't tell anyone about this!" Jazmin pleaded. "Why not? Why would I do anything a dork like you asks me to?" Grace responded with a smirk. Jazmin sighed. "Day one, and I already have a little brat bully. This is so humiliating..." she thought to herself. "Please, I can't have the whole school find out that a high schooler gave me a swirly on my first day." "You mean a swirly AND wedgies?" Grace smiled, giving another good *YANK* to Jazmin's panties. "Owie! Yes, yes, okay, swirlies and wedgies! Please, this is already humiliating enough! I'm the detention officer, I can't have everyone knowing that you bullied me like this. Please!"
Grace thought for a moment, looking down at Jazmin's pathetic plea for mercy. "Fine. But in exchange, you have to do whatever I say," Grace smiled. "Obviously I get to be in the hall whenever I want. And I'm gonna come bully you whenever I want, too. I hope you like wedgies, booty-dork, because there's a lot of them in your future!" The high schooler giggled, letting Jazmin's panties snap down, still exposed above her black jeans, contrasting brightly. Jazmin sighed, humiliated, but relieved that at least only one high schooler knew her secret, instead of the entire school and staff. "Thank you..." she said softly. "Don't thank me yet, dork."
*FLUSH* "I'm a nerdy swirly dork!" *FLUSH* "I'm a nerdy swirly dork!" *FLUSH* "I'm a nerdy swirly dork!" Jazmin cried out for the fifteenth time, gasping for air as she gave herself swirlies while Grace recorded it on her phone. "I think that's enough blackmail material," she smiled, putting her phone away. "Now you can come out of the stall. I want to get a better look at that ridiculous dumptruck in your pants!" Grace giggled, stepping towards the enter of the bathroom. "It's not /that/ ridiculous..." Jazmin mumbled, meekly standing up and walking towards Grace.
"You're kidding, right? The thing is gigantic! You have a whole cake factory back here!" Grace exclaimed, giving Jazmin's round bottom a good *SLAP*, causing the thick Latina to wince and roll onto her tip-toes. "God, look at this thing jiggle!" Grace giggled. She had Jazmin turned so that her shoulder was pointed towards Grace. Grace's hand reached forward, greedily groping and kneading Jazmin's fat booty, her fingers sinking into her big, fleshy cheeks and practically disappearing in Jazmin's butt fat. "I don't know I've ever seen so much junk in a trunk before!" Grace giggled, bouncing Jazmin's big butt up and down in her hand, of course causing Jazmin to blush a deep, deep red. It was all made even more humiliating by the fact that Madison said a lot of the same things, and she also loved to grope and grab and bounce Jazmin's fat butt for entertainment.
After a few minutes of getting her booty ogled and groped, Jazmin was given another order: "okay, dork! Assume the position!" Jazmin winced, unfortunately knowing exactly what Grace meant. She shuffled forward until she was about two feet from the wall, then leaned forward and placed both of her hands against it, arching her back and sticking her fat dumpy out. "Is this really necessary?" Jazmin asked with a groan. "Unless you want me to share that video with the entire school, then yes, dweeb, it's necessary." Grace responded with a smirk, giving Jazmin a *SPANK* just to emphasize her point.
"And unfortunately for you, my giga-bootied nerd.." Grace giggled as she wrapped both hands around Jazmin's bunched-up panties, "it's wedgie time!" With that, Grace gave one good hard *YANK* up on Jazmin's exposed undies. "Eeeeeep!" Jazmin cried out, her eyes crossing as her new high school bully gave her a mega-wedgie in the bathroom. Her panties instantly slid right up between her fat cheeks, forcing them to *wobble* and *shake* around as she leaned on the wall for support. "Eeeeep! Eeeep! Eeeep!" Jazmin kept yelping out as Grace gave more and more tugs to her panties, each one a perfectly-executed wedgie.
"Ow-how-how-how-howwww!" Jazmin groaned, wincing and whining, keeping her hands firmly on the wall as Grace yanked and tugged her panties up and up and up. "Who taught this girl how to give such a perfect wedgie?" Jazmin thought to herself, wincing as Grace gave an especially hard *TUG* that nearly lifted Jazmin's thick legs off the ground. "Ow! Hey! That's really hard! Wait! Don't tell me you're going to give me a..." a shadow came over Jazmin's vision, and then with a loud *snap*, the waistband of her panties was hooked under her nose. "Atomic wedgie?!" She cried out pathetically, finally taking her hands off of the wall and *slapping* them both down on her poor wedgied butt.
"That's right, dork!" Grace giggled out, taking a picture. "That's my specialty! Want me to prove it to you?" "No! That's okay! I don't need another example!" But despite Jazmin's pleading, Grace proceeded to give her five more atomic wedgies. Each time she would un-hook Jazmin's girly undies from her nose, give her a minute to recover, and then brutally yank the yellow heart panties back up and over Jazmin's nose, blinding her with her own sissy-ness. "Now there's one last thing to do to you, dork..." Grace smirked, cracking her knuckles.
With a loud *crash*, Grace forced her locker closed. "Okay, dweeb! This is my locker, so no one will bother you as long as you keep quiet! I'll come to get you in about two hours. Have fun!" Jazmin groaned, whining as Grace left. Grace had managed to stuff Jazmin's thick dork cake into the locker, then gave her an atomic wedgie and left her there. "Brielle better be getting bullied today, too. It would be so humiliating if I got bullied and that girly booty princess didn't..." Jazmin groaned to herself.
What happens to her next?
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