Brielle sat in shock in the passenger seat of Avery's car in the school parking lot unable to articulate her horror due to her own shredded panties being stuffed in her mouth. Brielle was holding in her hands a script titled "The Bully and the Nerd". Brielle skimmed through it barely hearing Avery rambling next to her.
"...so, yeah, basically it is about a bully named Bria whose main victim, Maeve, goes to bed wishing Bria would experience things from her end. The next morning the girls wake up with their roles switched, which means that Maeve bullies and pranks Bria for most of the play. In the end they both learn a lot about each other and become friends, but mostly it a more slapstick heavy version of Freaky Friday." Brielle nodded dumbly at this as she read page after page that included pantsings, wedgies and various other forms of humiliation that the character Bria would go through. "Okay so, tomorrow after school you are going to come to rehearsal because Aelish and I have already decided you are perfect for the role of Bria," Avery said. Brielle just made muffled sounds in reply until Avery rolled her eyes, ripped the panties out Brielle's mouths and tossed them out of the car window. "Better fat-ass?" Taunted Avery. Brielle coughed and wiped up an embarrassing strand of drool before replying.
"Avery, you can't be serious! This is going to be performed in front of the whole school, I'll be ruined! This goes against the deal Kaitlyn made for us," said Brielle, frantically. Avery just shrugged and giggled before replying "Kaitlyn, your wedgie queen and mine, is fine with it because the play won't be performed until the last week of school, so it really won't be so bad plus at the rate you're going I don't think your secret is going to survive until then." Brielle glared at her and began to reply before being cut off by Avery's raised hand. "Brielle, you know how this goes. You either get on board or you get exposed, what's it gonna be?" Brielled snarled and said "Fine, whatever...bitch."
As Brielle stuffed the script in her backpack and turned to hop out of the car she felt tension on her tight, stretchy panties and yelped when she turned to see the angry face of Avery pulling them up above the waistband of her green leggings. "A-Avery, I'm sorry! Some might see please..." "Should have thought of that before you called me a bitch, bitch." Avery then yanked the panties up, smiling at Brielle's pathetic squeaks and the embarrassing message emblazoned on the undies, then Avery pulled the back of Brielle's leggings down exposing big her bouncing pale bottom and began to spank it with ferocity leaving red hand-prints behind. "Now, Brielle, I know you are somewhat new to nerddom so let's do some q and a to help you get caught up," grunted Avery, spanking Brielle after each word for emphasis. "Who is the bitch here?" *smack* "...me" "Louder!" *smack* "I'M THE BITCH!" "Good loser, Who owns your ass?" *smack* "You and Kaitlyn own my ass!" "That's right, nerd. Why does Kaitlyn own your ass?" *smack* "Kaitlyn owns my ass because she w-wedgied the hell out of me...WITH EASE!" Brielle added after a few prodding spanks. "Why do I own your big ass?" *smack* "You own my ass because my big bubble butt is bigger than yours...EEK!...W-way bigger!" "And don't you forget it, wide-load!" Avery said as she kicked Brielle in the butt and sent her sprawling face first onto the asphalt. Red-faced and red-assed, Brielle picked her small wedgie, pulled up her pants and hustled off to school with Avery's laughter ringing in her ears.
In the halls on her way to class Brielle caught some odd glances and titters as she passed through, likely because of her new girly look and instagram posts. Brielle silenced all of these when she grabbed a doe-eyed freshmen and gave her a frontal atomic wedgie so brutal that the entire hallway fell silent. Brielle chuckled and dusted her hands as she left the poor girl clutching her crotch and letting out only the weakest of whimpers. As she walked on Brielle received a text from Kaitlyn listing who she was allowed to wedgie today and the list made Brielle sigh with disappointment. "Great, so I can wedgie my friends: Jazmin, Gemma, and Louise or I can wedgie girls who know my secret: Cindy, Brook or Avery. That sneaky bitch," thought Brielle to herself.
When Brielle got to her locker she found herself flanked by her friends Gemma and Louise. Both were wearing skirts and spaghetti-strap tank tops. "Hey Bri, love the new outfit! Trying to emulate your sister in hopes of matching Kaitlyn?" Teased Louise.
"Or are you just trying to carve out some space for yourself now that Kaitlyn is starting to takeover the whole school?" Gemma chimed in. Brielle gave both her friends a playful shove and grumbled.
"I am way better looking than her, not to mention my figure, and I figured I should remind her of that. Plus if I look this good giving wedgies then doesn't that make me the real Queen of Jefferson High," Said Brielle with a confidence she definitely didn't feel. Both Gemma and Louise gave her reassuring nods before laughing a bit.
"Well, you've definitely got her beat in the booty department," laughed Louise as she grabbed Brielle's butt and shook it around getting a blush from Brielle for her troubles.
"Buuuut, I think she may have you beat up top," teased Gemma, grabbing Brielle's boobs "No worries though, nothing a little TP can't fix." Gemma winked at Brielle who shoved her a way and crossed her arms over her chest with a pouty look.
"Shut up," said Brielle with a comically exaggerated huff. Gemma and Louise laughed as they put their arms around Brielle.
"We did say things were going to be more even from now on," said Gemma, her hands wandering to Brielle's waistband. "Yeah, maybe we want to see what cute undies you have today, cupcake," teased Louise as her hand joined Gemma's. Brielle began to panic, but steeled herself before she gave anything away.
"Now girls, we are friends, but I highly recommend you remove your hands from there before I have to remove them for you..." Threatened Brielle. Gemma and Louise grinned back at her and in unison replied "Make us!"
Brielle smirked as she took her phone back from McKenna, who she had pressed into service as an emergency photographer. Brielle looked over her shoulder at her two skirtless friends. Gemma was hanging from a locker by her purple thong and Louise was hanging next to her in a yellow thong. "Can't say I didn't warn you, girls," called Brielle over her should while her friends could only groan in response and feebly flip her off. Brielle laughed and waved their skirts at them. "Two birds with one stone," thought Brielle "I get to reassert my dominance at school and make the instagram post Kaitlyn demanded." Brielle opened her instagram to post the photo and did her best to ignore the large amount of likes on her newest photos, taking extra care not to look at the comments. Brielle posted the photo of Gemma and Louise hanging in their wedgies with Brielle in front of them with their skirts dangling from her hands. She then added the caption "Found these two wearing this fashion abominations so I decided to take them off their hips and give them some time to reconsider their outfit choices in the future! If you see them make sure to give them a spank for making such hideous choices! #PrettyBully"
Brielle smirked to herself as she headed down the hall. It wasn't ideal, but it was better than how things had been going for lately...
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