"Thank you for washing out this loser's mouth!" Jazmin whined, spitting out toilet water as Mikayla pulled her back out before pushing Brielle back down into the cold water. "You're so welcome!" Mikayla giggled. "In fact, since you liked that one so much..." Jazmin yelped pathetically as she was pushed back into the toilet bowl while Brielle panted from her previous swirly. "Now, what do you say?" Mikayla smiled. "thank... thank you for my fifteenth swirly, ma'am," Brielle panted out pathetically. Meanwhile, Jazmin flushed the toilet on herself, kicking her legs fruitlessly as her tight jeans kept her ankles together, giving out a girly shriek into the swirling water around her.
"You are so wel-...." Mikayla cut herself off as she heard the bathroom door open. "Jazmin, pick up!" Mikayla and Brielle locked eyes, recognizing the voice of Jazmin's little sister, Cindy, echoing in the bathroom. "This is the third message I'm leaving you! That giant girl Leanne just left your bathroom with Brooke and Kayla in huge wedgies. Are you gonna- hold on, I think there's someone else in your bathroom!"
By this point, Jazmin's head had been lifted from the toilet, meaning she could hear Cindy's voice, which only served to further redden her already very red cheeks. The three girls in the stall jumped in fear as Cindy shouted out, "hey! This is my big sister's bathroom! Whoever's in there better have a good reason, otherwise she's gonna give you the wedgie of a lifetime. Flagpole's free, maybe you'll get a nice view!"
Jazmin and Brielle made eye contact, blushing profusely as they were reminded of their reputation as the top bullies, heavily contrasting with their current position: pantsed, in embarrassing undies, with wet swirly hair clinging to their faces, missing their lunch money. Truly the look of two nerds going through the daily ringer of bullying.
"Did you hear me in there? Hey!" The girls flinched as Cindy slapped the stall door. "Wh- how many people are in there?" Cindy laughed, seeing three pairs of feet under the stall door. "Wait a minute... gray jeans... blue leggings... both of them around ankles... oh my God, you embarrass me so much... Jazmin? Brielle? I know you wimps are in there. Who's giving you swirlies? In your own bathroom, too?" Cindy teased. "I mean, that's humbling, even for you guys!"
Jazmin blushed as Mikayla and Brielle stared at her, finally getting the courage to speak up. "Shut up, Cindy! Just go away, God..." Cindy scoffed, "uhhh, tell me to shut up again, and I'll kick you out of this bathroom in nothing but those cute pink teddy undies I picked out for you this morning. Got that, my sissy sister?" Jazmin winced, closing her eyes as Brielle and Mikayla giggled under their breaths at Cindy's threat.
"Okay, whatever! What do you want?" "Well, first, because of that sass, I want you to admit you're a wimpy sissy." "Ugh... fine. I'm a wimpy sissy." "And who's the cooler sister?" "You are..." "Good dork! Now, stand up and come open the stall so I can see who I'm sharing my loser of a sister with." Jazmin stared daggers at Brielle and Mikayla as she stood up, both of them smirking and pointing fingers at her as she did. The fuming Latina reached down for her leggings, only to be interrupted by Cindy.
"Uh uh uh! I didn't say those leggings could come up! Not like no one in here knows what cute panties you're wearing, anyways!" The younger girl giggled, leaving Jazmin to pathetically shuffle her feet towards the stall door. As soon as the door swung open, Cindy erupted into howling laughter, pointing a finger at her sister and Brielle, who was now standing, her pale legs exposed with her jeans on the ground, her bright blue panties sticking out like a sore thumb.
"Are you kidding me? Mikayla? MIKAYLA?" Cindy giggled. "I mean, no offense, Mikayla, but, you kind of... have a reputation. I mean, you're the Jazmin of boobs!" Mikayla blushed a bit, furrowing her brow and folding her arms over her chest, trying to cover more of her cleavage, a job her white tank top was failing to do. "You know, I'm still a senior, and you're still a freshman..." Mikayla said with very little confidence. "Uh huh. I'm sure that works on all the other girls, doesn't it? Right before they give you a titty twister?" "Your little sister's mean..." Mikayla mumbled towards Jazmin, still cowering a bit.
"So this is what you've been up to recently, huh?" Cindy smirked, turning her attention to Jazmin. "Getting bullied by the girl who was run up the flagpole yesterday?" Jazmin rolled her eyes. "Look, it's a long story, okay? Do you need something?" Cindy pursed her lips and crossed her arms. "Yes, actually, there is. This is getting out of control. I know you're a wimp, but the school doesn't. And we have the same last name, so if people start finding out that you're a wimp, they might start to think that I'M a wimp. Do you understand how that's an issue for me?" Jazmin gave a begrudging nod.
"So, I'm giving you a little homework assignment. By the end of the week, you need to somehow show the school that you two are the expert bullies you claim to be. I honestly don't care how you do it, but you need to keep your reputation alive, okay? I won't even tell mom about it. Deal?" Cindy smiled. "Okay, fine, deal, we'll figure something out... but we're kind of... in the middle of something here," the short girl replied, clearing her throat and motioning to Mikayla and Brielle. "Yeah, yeah. Look, I don't care how many swirlies you get. As long as no one else knows about it, it's fine." Jazmin nodded, blushing deeply. "No one else is going to know your secrets, right?" Cindy asked, looking between Brielle and Jazmin, both of whom quickly chose to avoid Cindy's eye contact.
"Ugh! Are you kidding me?" Cindy groaned. "Leanne knows?! She just got to this school, like this week! You two dorks really couldn't keep yourselves away from her for that long?" Brielle and Jazmin now stood in the middle of the bathroom, their pants still around their ankles as they were chastised by the brunette freshman. "Fine, whatever. I'll deal with Leanne, okay? I mean, obviously, she's still going to wedgie the two of you, because I think it's hilarious. But I'll make sure she stays quiet. But no one else finds out - or else. Am I clear?" The two bullies nodded, both of them completely wimp-ified by Cindy's lecture, looking straight down at the floor, which got a giggle out of Mikayla, who was simply enjoying the show.
"Now, before I work on covering up your mistakes," Cindy smiled, setting her backpack down near the door. "I want to be filled in on this whole situation," she motioned to Mikayla, and the pants around the bullies' ankles. After some very humbling explanations from Jazmin and Brielle - and plenty of laughter on Cindy's part - there was finally a moment of silence. "Wait a minute, you two dorkazoids are dating Madison and Ellen?" The pale blonde and tan Latina nodded solemnly. Cindy's face slowly grew a huge smile as she looked at Jazmin. "Seriously, sis? You know the rule!"
"Come on, Cindy, not in front of Brielle!" Jazmin whispered, her face contorting into a humble begging expression. "What rule, bubble butt?" Brielle asked, a smile growing on her face as well. "Yeah, I wanna know, too," Mikayla grinned. Cindy winked at Jazmin, "Jazmin here isn't allowed to date anyone until college. Last time she mentioned getting a girlfriend, mom spanked her at the dinner table and washed her mouth out with a bar of soap!" Jazmin felt like she was shrinking as the bathroom was filled with the echoing laughter of the girls around her. "I guess that's one more drop in the blackmail bucket," Cindy smiled before turning to Brielle. "And you. You can stop giggling at my sister, because if I remember right, last time we met, you ran away with a massive wedgie. And as for you," Cindy turned to Mikayla, wordlessly reaching a hand forward and giving the brunette a titty twister to make Jazmin proud. "Ow! Owie owie owie! Please let go!" Mikayla whined, her feet dancing up and down pathetically.
"Now, Mikayla here so graciously promised not to wedgie you," Cindy smiled, wrapping her arm around Mikayla's frightened shoulders. "But I practically made the opposite promise! Dweebs like you get wedgies from girls like me, that's just how it works. So, I think we're going to work out a nice compromise here," Cindy smiled, looking between the two pantsed bullies.
Jazmin and Brielle made a scared eye contact, gulping and instinctively reaching their hands back, pulling their panties free from their big bottoms in anticipation of the aforementioned wedgies. "But first, I interrupted Mikayla's punishment. So, back to the stalls you go!"
"Thank you for washing this loser's mouth out!" Jazmin sputtered out, gasping as she flushed the toilet once more as Brielle's head was dunked in. "Swirlies are just showers for nerds!" Brielle whined, wiping wet hairs from her face as she waited her turn.
"Okay, one more time!" Mikayla smiled, pointing her phone camera at the two humiliated bullies. Brielle's makeup was running down her red face, with Jazmin's dark hair smattered around her mean features embarrassingly. They looked at each other, panting for a moment before looking towards the camera and speaking in unison: "We're not tough - we're nerdy and girly! So give us what we deserve - a nice long swirly!" Jazmin took a deep breath before dunking her own head down into the bowl once more, Brielle flushing for her before the girls changed positions for Mikayla's camera.
"Oh, that was great!" Cindy giggled, congratulating Mikayla as Jazmin and Brielle shuffled out of the stall, their hair dripping water everywhere. "Now what are we going to do with you two?"
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