Francine bounced me up and down a few more times by my new panties with unabashed glee. Meanwhile I was moaning and squeaking with each bounce, the panties sending sharp pangs of pain and something else before she finally set me down with a satisfied sigh.
“Oooohhhhh…” I groaned, finally set back down onto my feet and wincing as my butt felt chafed. I felt oddly satisfied with the session too however and blushed.
Looking at Francine, the blonde cheerleader just smiled at me.
“Thanks for the fun squirt! But I’d hate to rip these panties so soon!” she giggled, “Like, it’s inevitable…but I don’t want to be like the one to do it so—“
She snapped at my waistband playfully and I squeaked again.
“Tootles!” she said cheerfully, leaning forward and giving me a good view of her bosom. She then pecked me on the forehead and winked, making my brain short circuit for a moment as I opened my mouth and closed it like a fish.
“Th-Thanks.” I muttered, rushing to the door and grabbing my backpack from the hands of an amused Sarah.
“Hey [Anon]!” I heard Val call out, making me turn around.
She smirked, “Don’t forget to pick those panties out of your butt wedgieboy~”
The girls giggled again and I blushed even harder as I realized I didn’t even bother to adjust my wedgie! I opened the doors hurriedly and rushed out into the hallway, face burning and wanting to adjust my wedgie quickly in what I hoped to be an empty hallway.
However, the moment I set my backpack down to reach behind and grab the prominent tail of panties pouring out of my jeans…
Someone did it first!
I let out a squeak as a pair of hands grabbed my stretched out panties and I turned to see—
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