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My girlfriend is a wedgie bully
Jack rushed through the halls.
“Late on your first day at a new school? No way, I can make it.”
Jack burst open the door to his math class, his first class of the day, holding his legs and panting.
“Sorry I’m late I just…”
Jack began to look at the classroom when he started talking, and his thoughts were stopped dead in their tracts by what he saw.
The teacher was at the front of the class drawing on the blackboard, but there was something very wrong. She was hanging in front of the class from her pink ** from a wire with a hook, hooked through her **’ legholes.
It wasn’t just the teacher, other students were in hanging wedgies in the back, there were a few small girls in the front laying on the floor in atomic wedgies, and many students were in chair wedgies.
“Who the ** is this?”
Jack looked over. The ** off sounding voice came from an extremely tall strong looking girl. She was giving a flossing wedgie to a small flat girl with dark hair in glasses in white ** who looked on the verge of tears. She let go of the girl’s ** and started towards Jack. She was blond in a red top with a red schoolgirl miniskirt with black stockings and white high heels.
“Oh, that’s right we have a new student, welcome, uuuuh, oh right Jack, to pre-calculus.” The teacher said as she turned over toward Jack, twisting the hook and her wedgie around, with a smile to greet him.
*Sigh* “Another new kid who won’t know his place.”
She walked towards Jack clearly with a hostile intent, but was doing it completely nonchalantly.
“What the fuuu” Jack couldn’t tell if what he was seeing is reality.
“Listen up nerd, here’s what is going to happen, I am going to beat you until you learn how things around here work and you submit to me, this could happen every day for weeks, or you can just take the smart option and submit right now, what is it going to be?”
Jack prepped a fighting stance and said defiantly “Good luck with all that.” He bolted out of the room. She followed him out of the door calmly. ‘This is his first day at the school and he thinks he can hide from me? I know every single hiding place in this building.’
She stepped outside the hallway.
“OOF” From behind the lockers right in front of the door to the classroom, Jack caught her off guard and hit the Amazonian right in the gut with a punch. She bent slightly over and Jack caught her with an uppercut to the jaw.
“Easy”
Jack turned around triumphantly and with the leading thought on his mind of whether this really was a dream or not.
“Where do you think you’re going huh?”
She reached out and snatched Jack’s hand, pulling him towards her. Jack felt the soft bonce of her meaty **, before feeling the hard ground as she lay on top of him.
“Wow that was the closest I ever came to losing a fight, you know that. You should have kicked me while I was down, but you made the unforgivable mistake of underestimating me.”
Jack struggled, but her giant body was just too heavy for him to break out of, but he would struggle anyway. He decided to bite her leg. She just slapped him off and grabbed his neck.
“Wow you really do have a lot of fight in you. Tell me, why didn’t you run”
“I didn’t think I needed to”
“But you’re tiny compared to me, you must have known that your chances were bad to win”
“Its about pride. There is absolutely nothing more pathetic than accepting that you cannot beat someone. I can beat anyone, even if you looked like Mike Tyson, I still would have fought.”
She started laughing.
“I really love that answer.” She brought her head down close to him and whispered, “I think its kind of hot, what do you say, will you be my boyfriend?” She leaned down and planted a kiss on Jack’s lips.
Jack stopped struggling and she got up.
She brought her leg back and kicked forward with the front of her white heels at Jack’s privates.
He grabbed his privates to stop the intense pain, with the wind knocked out of him and unable to make a sound.
“However, you are still a loser cuz you tried to fight me, and worse yet, you threw the fight by leavin.”
She picked Jack up easily, and opened a tall locker. Jack felt her hand reach to his waistband, but there was nothing he could do about it. She stretched his red boxer briefs waistband and hooked it in the locker. Jack wasn’t off the ground in the locker, but his underwear was still being pulled quite high up. Jack looked out at the beautiful girl as she slowly closed the locker on him.
“See me at lunch time, you better be there, or else. By the way I’m Taylor.”
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