Brielle sat in her bed trying take her mind off of the events of the past week, but having a poster of one of her most humiliating incidents directly in her line of sight made that difficult. "Fuck this," Brielle thought "I need to clear my head and I know just how to do it..." Brielle stepped out of her house wearing her cassic black hoodie and black jeans combo. The outfit boosted her confidence in spite of the "Cute n Cuddly" panties that lay beneath it. Brielle head towards the park muttering to herself "I am going to wedgie the shit out of the first person I see..."
Brielle hadn't considered that it being night time the streets might be deserted. Brielle ended up wandering the park for 5 minutes fruitlessly, growing bored, but just as she was about to head home she saw a slight figure standing under the light next to the park bathroom. "Perfect," Brielle grinned as she began walking towards the figure. When Brielle got up to the bathrooms she saw that the person was a pretty brunette near enough to her own age wearing a pink skirt and a white top, she hadn't noticed Brielle's arrive as she was too busy typing on her phone.
"Ahem!" Coughed Brielle. The girl looked up at Brielle in shock "Oh! S-sorry, w-was I blocking the bathroom," the girl said shaking nervously. Brielle didn't recognize her. "Calm down, nerd," Brielle said menacingly "I haven't seen you around Jefferson High before." "T-that's because I don't go to Jefferson High. I go to Eastwood Collegiate," The girl replied nervously. "Don't be a smart-ass, nerd. What's, your name?" "T-Tiffany." "Tiffany, do you have 10 dollars?" "No..." "Bad luck, I guess I am going to have to give you a wedgie then. And a swirly for good measure!" Brielle cackled. "No! Please I am just w-" "Hush now."
Brielle spun Tiffany around, reached down her shirt and pulled Tiffany's red panties up to her mid-back. "HEEELLLLPPP!" Tiffany cried. "No one's coming for you, nerd," taunted Brielle as she kicked Tiffany's legs out from under and began to drag her into the bathroom by her panties while Tiffany's legs kicked futilely trying to find their footing. Brielle kicked the bathroom door open and dragged Tiffany into the stall. Brielle pushed Tiffany onto her knees and grabbed the back of her shirt while maintaining a grip on her panties. Brielle tipped Tiffany's face towards the toilet "Any last words nerd?" Asked Brielle. Before Tiffany could answer the bathroom door swung open and a gruff voice barked out "Drop her, wide-load!" "Jane! Thank god she was gonna swirly me because I didn't have 10 dollars! an-" "Shhh, sis it's all right calm down." Brielle tossed Tiffany to the side and turned around to face the newcomer who was a few inches taller than Brielle, with close cropped brown hair and a large form encased in a pair of cut-offs, a t-shirt and an Eastwood Collegiate Wrestling Team varsity jacket. "I don't recognize you," said Jane. "She goes to Jefferson," chimed Tiffany, who was cowering in the corner. "That makes sense. If there was a butt that round and bubbly at Eastwood I would be wedgieing it on a daily basis. What;s your name, fatass?" Jane taunted. "Fuck you," said Brielle. "Strange name. The two girls charged at each other.
Brielle reach around Jane, immediately going for her waistband. Jane countered by grabbing both of Brielle's legs and taking her down to the ground. Jane unzipped Brielle's hoodie and began to lift her shirt while Brielle slapped at her hands. "Pink Belly!" Jane called out as she smacked Brielle's tummy. Brielle found it more embarrassing than painful and was able to counter by slapping Jane's round ass hard getting a few yelps out of her. "Your ass isn't exactly small, hypocrite!" Brielle said as she pushed Jane's ass forcing her off of Brielle. "You've done it now, bimbo," growled Jane. "Not yet I haven't..." Brielle grabbed the black skull-print boyshorts from beneath Jane's cutoffs. "OW! You bitch!" Grunted Jane who cut off Brielle's laughter when she swung her foot up between Brielle's legs and kicked her in the ass. Brielle yelped and began to lose her grip. "That butt is way firmer than I thought," said Jane between pulls from Brielle and repeated the process several times before the last kick forced Brielle to fall forward onto all fours giving Jane one last wedgie before losing her grip. Jane capitalised on a stunned Brielle and ripped Brielle's hoodie off and used to to tie her arms behind her back. "I gotta admit you are pretty tough, but that don't excuse attacking my sister and it definitely don't excuse wedgeing me," said Jane as she reached beneath the waistband of Brielle's jeans and found the waistband to her panties. "Oooh these feel sturdy," taunted Jane. Brielle gulped.
Brielle clenched her butt and closed her eyes bracing for the pull, but it didn't come. "I suppose I should offer you the same deal you offered my little sister. Got ten dollars?" Asked Jane. Brielle let out a small whine before replying "Not here, bu-AHHHHHHHH!" Jane laughed "Cute n Cuddly, huh? These are cute. I don't know why you and my sister were fighting when it turns out you've got the same sissy streak." Brielle bit her lip not wanting her big mouth to get her into more trouble. Brielle felt the back of her jeans get pulled down. "I can't believe it, those things were actually containing your bubble-butt," taunted Jane as Brielle's pale booty bounced free and hung over her jeans. Then Jane's free hand grabbed the back of Brielle's shirt, lifted her up and carried her towards the toilet. "Deep breath," commanded Jane as she held Brielle above the toilet. "P-please no! Not a swirly!" Brielle began to plead, but when she saw her face headed towards the toilet regardless she did as ordered, puffing out her cheeks, feeling like an idiot. Brielle's felt her lips kiss cool porcelain as Jane submerged her head in the toilet. "Tiffany, stop cowering and flush! It is time to toughen up." Tiffany obeyed and the waters swirled around Brielle's head whipping her hair around. Jane pulled up a sputtering Brielle who was coughing as toilet water ran off of her face and plastered her drenched hair to her forehead. "Looks good on you," mocked Jane as Tiffany finally relaxed and started to laugh. "Deep breath for round 2, cute butt!" Jane repeated this process 10 more times. By round four Tiffany grew bold enough to start slapping Brielle's ass with surprising ferocity making Brielle yelp and commenting about how bouncy her butt was making Brielle blush.
After her swirly ordeal was over Jane hauled her back onto her feet. All Brielle could do was gasp like a fish out of water as the two sisters laughed at her. "Wish we could play with you some more, nerd," Tiffany said. "Me too sis, but we have gotta get you home. It's a school night and I don't want Mom freak so let's send this fat-assed Jefferson High bimbo one last message about not messing with you before we go." Brielle started shaking just like Tiffany had earlier as Jane ordered Tiffany to strip Brielle down to her undies. Once Brielle was left in just her pink bra and embarrassing panties Jane dragged her out of the bathroom to the garbage can "Time to take out the trash," cheered Tiffany as Jane made Brielle's wedgie atomic and then dumped her head first into the garbage can leaving only Brielle's lower half out in the open. The sisters laughed as Brielle's legs kicked pathetically and her pale booty jiggled in the moonlight. "If you want your clothes back you can collect them from the Eastwood flagpole tomorrow! Have a nice trip!" Brielle screamed when Jane tipped the trashcan over and tipped it down the hill that lead from the park.
The can's roll was stopped by a tree and Brielle groaned as she wiggled out of it. Brielle unhooked her atomic and groaned as the panties snapped back and made her butt uncomfortably damp as the undies had been soaked by the toilet water from her drenched hair. Brielle didn't bother to fix her hair or her wedgie and headed home as quick as she could. When she got home she found her sister and cousins sitting on the porch waiting for the cousins Mom to come pick them up. Brielle endured a lot of taunts from her cousins and smug looks from Bonnie. The only thing that stopped Brielle from walking by them was Lucy taking her picture. Brielle had frozen for a second, but then blushed and kept walking. She took a couple slaps to the behind as she went by.
Brielle skipped the shower and hopped straight into bed groaning "Well that was a miserable failure..." Brielle whined to herself and eventually drifted off to sleep with the last thing she saw being that awful poster of herself.
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