Brielle spat a candy wrapper out of her mouth as she moaned in pain and humiliation at finding herself in an all too familiar situation: wedgied by her upset bestie and left head first in a garbage can with her pants around her ankles. "Jazmin! c'mon," whined Brielle, "we're grown ups now don't leave me here. I'm a teacher! I can't risk a student finding me...Jazmin?" Brielle heard the bathroom door shut and banged her head against the inside of the can in frustration. She tried pushing herself out, but found all it did was drive the wedgie in deeper. "Stupid Jazmin...I should have remembered hooking a nerd's panties on the rim of the can was one of her signature wedgies...it's just been so long since we were bullies." Brielle thought to herself, bringing a blush back to her face. Thoroughly defeated she took out her phone, which Jazmin had mercifully left her, and thumbed through some videos, entirely too accustomed to this position
After what felt like an eternity Brielle heard the bathroom door swing open, she almost called out to Jazmin before catching herself in case it was someone else. There was the sound of shoving and shoes squeaking before followed closely by a squeal and the sound of someone falling. "Get in there Amelia," ordered the unseen assailant, "You don't cover me then you get a swirly, same as ever."
"I'm sorry Harriet," whine Amelia, "I wanted to, but Miss Williams didn't give me a chanc-Owie!" Brielle winced as she heard the stretching of fabric, but she hoped for her sake Harriet would be occupied with Amelia to somehow not notice her jiggling booty hanging out of the trashcan. "Well, she'll get what's coming to her soon enough," spate Harriet, "Math teachers at Isabelle never go too long with out a wedg-wait a second look at this cake. Amelia grunted as she was dropped. Brielle let out a few pathetic yelps as Harriet slapped and pinched her wobbly bubble butt.
"I feel like I would remember whoever had an ass this fat," mused Harriet, "You wanna tell me who you are nerd? A well end-owed freshman? A transfer student? A dork who had a humiliating growth spurt?" Brielle clamped her hands over her mouth as Harriet began tugging on her panties, letting out a series of muffled squeals. "Don't want to speak up? That's fine I'll just dump you out and then we can really get to know each other." "EEEEEEP!" Brielle wailed pathetically as Harriet gave her panties an incredibly hard yank in order to unhook them from the garbage can. "Hooking the panties on the lip...nice technique. God, I bet it was that bitch Grace. She thinks she's such a great bully." Brielle's heart began racing as Harriett started rocking the the garbage can back and forth, preparing to tip it.
Just as the can was about to fall over the bathroom door swung open and Brielle heard Jazmin shout: "All right, everyone out right now unless you want to get hauled into the office!" Amelia yelped and scuttled out of the bathroom. "I said now!" Harriet slowly backed out, but not before adding: "I'm going, but it's not going to be hard to find a butt that big wearing panties that embarrassing, see you soon!"
Jazmin tipped the garbage over letting Brielle wriggle out like a worm. Brielle glared at her bff as she picked her wedgie and wiggled her tight slacks back up her wide hips. Jazmin, to her credit, looked a bit ashamed. "I'm sorry princess," muttered Jazmin, "getting wedgied by a student on my first day back in a high school brought back some bad memories." Brielle's face softened, "That's ok dorky butt. I'm having a lot of complicated feelings being back here too. On the plus side you still give a mean wedgie at least." Jazmin smiled as Brielle nudged her, "You haven't lost it either, sissy, you're almost as good as me still."
"Truce then?" Brielle stuck out her hand and Jazmin shook it. "I'm still wedgieing you if you tease me or I need a stress relief, Miss Williams," Jazmin teased. Brielle smiled back "Of course and you'll understand that when Ellen asks me how my first day went I'll have to tell her about the wedgies you gave me then she'll tell Madison and Madison will probably make sure you're properly punished." Jazmin scoffed, "You're going to tattle on me?" Brielle stuck out her tongue and said, "What else would you expect from your 'big nerdy loser friend.' Have a good night!" Brielle strode out of the bathroom taking in the shocked look on Jazmin's face.
Throughout her afternoon classes Brielle's mind drifted to her bathroom wedgie session and seeing Jazmin bring out her bully skills after all these years gave Brielle confidence she hadn't felt in a long time. "I gave Jazmin a few good wedgies and she said I still have my skills. We dominated high school for over 3 years and we were only defeated because of our families' interference." Brielle smiled as she thought to herself and decided that she was going to give coach Hannah a piece of her mind. She was going to see how a jock liked getting bested by a math nerd-er-math enthusiast.
Brielle gave the doors to the gym a hard push and marched in with purpose. Almost immediately she bumped into the departing Hannah. "Williams," said Hannah, "What can I do for ya?" Brielle went to stand nose to nose with her, but ended up backing off a little. "I'm here because I'm still sore about you getting handsy with me in my classroom." Hanna looked her up and down then walked past her towards the door. "Seriously," scoffed Brielled, "Just turning tail at the first bit of pushback huh? pretty pathetic." Hannah reached the doors and locked them before turning around and heading back towards Brielle with a grin on her face. Brielle gulped, but shakily stood her ground.
Hannah stood across from Brielle and opened her arms challenging Brielle to do something. Brielle took a breath and reminded herself of her years as a top bully and went in the classic spin and wedgie opening. Unfortunately Hannah dug her feet in and despite struggling with all her might Brielle couldn't spin her around. Hannah chuckled, grabbed Brielle's shoulder with one hand and spun her around while bending her over in one movement. "Anymore tough talk for me," asked Hannah. "Do your wors-eeeEEE! GWAH!" Brielle shrieked as Hannah used her free hand to reach down the back of Brielle's pants and yank her pink lipstick print panties up to her shoulder with such force that Brielle was seeing stars. Hannah deepened the wedgie and the humiliation by kicking Brielle's feet out from under her, leaving her dangling and gasping in pain.
"If you wanna quit just admit to me you're a pathetic little math nerd or if you want another shot tough it out for a minute." Brielle bit her lip to try and muffle the series of pathetic squeaks coming out of her, but she did not submit. Hannah let her stand up and once again stood with her arms out. Brielle tried charging her, but Hannah sidestepped her, as Brielled skidded by she heard a clatter and her blouse fell open revealing her yellow pink bra as her buttons scattered on the ground. Brielle let out a cry of frustration before charging again and getting sidestepped again. This time as she ran by Hannah yanked her black slacks to the ground and tripped Brielle leaving her on her cushy tushy.
Hannah went behind her and grabbed her waistband again. "Time for an around the world wedgie, mathlete." Hannah began swing Brielle in a circle, building momentum until she was swinging Brielle in circles through the air held by her panties while Brielle let out an unbroken scream. Brielle held on remembering that whenever Jazmin was decimating her she would get overconfident leaving openings.
Hannah laughed as set Brielle down, "ready to quit yet?" Brielle lunged and gave Hannah a frontal wedgie, revealing her red panties and then tripping her. "Maybe you should quit instead." Hannah smiled through the pain, "Eep! Pretty good for a math geek." Hannah then grabbed Brielle's arm and performed a wrestling maneuver that ended with her sitting on Brielle's back. Without a word Hannah gave her hardest pulls yet, lifting Brielle's fat-ass into the air while smushing her face into the floor. "OWIE! I'm a pathetic little math nerd!" Abandoning all dignity as she felt pulls on par with the worst of her bullies in high school Brielle kicked her legs and pounded the floor pathetically. Hannah made her repeat the phrase three times before she removed Brielle's glasses and hooked her undies over her chin a brutal atomic wedgie.
Hannah stood up and took a series of pictures of Brielle's utter humiliation. Brielle whined as she heard the clicks, "I'm begging you Hannah, please don't show those to anyone. I'll do anything." Hannah laughed, "You really folded after all that tough talk, didn't you." Hannah put her phone away and continued, "You put up a bit of a fight though and that's worth points. I won't tell anyone and I won't even give you a daily wedgie. Just a couple times a week." Brielle was stunned into silence. "It isn't entirely altruistic," continued Hannah, "I want a math teacher who last more than a year here for once."
"Wh-what?" Gasped Brielle. Hannah sighed, "Every math teacher gets so humiliated during their first year here that they quit. Wedgied by all the teachers, all the bullies, not to mention the rival schools. I never get to keep my pets. I wanna keep you, so I won't expose you, got it." Brielle was too taken aback after learning about the fate of her predecessors to do more than nod. "Great, it's a deal then!"
Brielle groaned as she hung from the basketball net by her panties with her slacks around her ankles and her ruined blouse tied off at the bottom showing off her cleavage, her arms hanging limp at her side. Hannah waved before she turned off the lights and locked the door behind her as she left. Brielle began the painful process of trying to get her phone out of her pants to call Jazmin to get her.
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