Jazmin exited the bathroom with a proud smile on her face. It had been a long time since she was able to bully anybody - her and Brielle were turned into wimpy nerds their senior year of high school, and their college years were... not something Jazmin liked to think about. So, with her newfound bullying-inspired confidence, she began to roam the halls, making sure the students weren't causing any trouble during the lunch period.
And that's when Grace found her.
Jazmin had just ushered some cheerleaders out of the mathlete club's room, and when she turned to leave, she jumped as she saw Grace standing in the hall with her. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised a dork like you is spending time around here," she teased, to which Jazmin blushed. "N-no! It's not like that, I don't like math, I'm /not/ a nerd!" She replied with desperation in her voice. Brielle is the nerd, not her! Sure, she has a little high school bully, and sure she plays dorky games in her free time and even cosplays, but she's not a nerd!
"Uh huh. Sure, nerd, sure. Anyways, I'm done eating, and I'm bored. And there's about forty-five minutes left in lunch, so..." Grace smiled up at Jazmin, who fearfully nodded. "Okay, let's go..." she mumbled, following Grace down the hall, trying her best not to look totally dejected and embarrassed.
"Wait, seriously?! Come on, Grace, this is way too public!" Jazmin whined, blushing as they arrived in the gym. "Trust me, dweeb, no one's gonna come here. The popular girls eat outside, the soccer girls eat on the field, and the dorks are all in their little club rooms. Nobody spends time in here, not even freshman," she explains. "It's just gonna be you and me," she adds with a sly smirk, causing Jazmin's nervousness to spike.
"First thing's first, dork! Front and center," Grace giggled, one hand on her hip and the other pointing to the floor in front of her. Jazmin paused, opening her mouth to speak, but instead just sighed. There's no point in fighting back, she's already Grace's dweeb. Fighting will just make it even more humiliating.
Jazmin walked forward, rolling her eyes and then turning around, pointing her backside towards Grace. "Fat-butted dork," Grace teased, giving Jazmin's butt a *SLAP*, causing her to give a little yelp and take a half-step forward. "My butt isn't /that/ big," Jazmin groaned, looking forward, not daring to turn her head towards her bully. "Seriously, jiggle-buns? I could pick this monstrous meat wagon out of a lineup, that's how ridiculously, obnoxiously fat and bouncy it is," Grace responded with a giggle, shaking her head and taking a nice, big handful of Jazmin's booty, shaking a fat cheek around in her hand. "Like, for real, the dictionary definition of 'gigantic' should just be a picture of your butt, and everyone would immediately get the idea," the high schooler giggled, watching Jazmin's wobbling rear end *bounce* and *shake* and *jiggle* ridiculously with every small movement of her hand.
But, after a few minutes of groping Jazmin's tush, Grace let go, causing the Latina's fat, juicy booty cake to wobble and ripple until it finally came to a stop. Then, wordlessly, Grace reached forward, easily finding Jazmin's embarrassing panties, getting a good grip, and *YANKING* upwards, causing Jazmin to wince, her upper body leaning forward, giving her bully even easier access to her tush and panties.
Jazmin didn't know what to do with her arms. She realized they were just hanging around at her sides, pathetically moving around as Grace happily *TUGGED* at her panties. She tried lifting them up at an angle, but that only made her look more pathetic. Then, after a particularly rough pull that dragged her hips backwards, her hands pushed between her legs, her face scrunching up as her panties bunched up inside of her pants.
"What's the matter, dorkus? Don't know what to do with your hands?" Grace asked, smirking and giving another *PULL*, causing Jazmin to give a pathetic little yelp. "N-no, it's nothing," Jazmin replied. "I have an idea! Since I'm so busy giving you these nice, big, /wedgies/!" Another *TUG* at the last word of the sentence, "you can help me out, by giving yourself a wet willy!" Jazmin scoffed. "Grace, that's ridiculous. You're already giving me, an adult, a /wedgie/. I'm not going to bully myself just to make you laugh."
It only took two more good *YANKS* before Jazmin cried, "okay, okay! Wet willy it is, please! Please, not another hard wedgie!" Grace couldn't reply - she was far too busy giggling. Jazmin groaned, using her left hand to pull her dark hair to the left side of her head, exposing her ear. As she did so, she caught a glimpse of herself in one of the door's windows.
Jazmin was by all means a pretty woman. She had nice, sharp facial features, hair that framed her face perfectly. But the yellow panties with pink hearts printed on them being yanked out of her jeans by a high schooler? She didn't look like a pretty woman. She just looked like some wimpy loser.
With a small *pop*, Jazmin pulled her finger from her mouth, closing her eyes tightly as she pushed it into her own ear and twisted it around, her nose scrunching up in discomfort. "Now call yourself a juicy-butted dork, and tell me you deserve this wedgie." Jazmin groaned, keeping her finger in her ear. "Grace, can I- Yowwwwie!" She cried, cut off by another *YANK* from the high schooler behind her. "I'm a... a juicy-butted dork, and I deserve this wedgie," Jazmin repeated begrudgingly, her face growing a deep, deep shade of red. "Mmm... I didn't really believe that. Let's try one more time, huh?" *YANK*!
"I am a juicy-butted dork, and I deserve this wedgie."
*TUG*
"I am a JUICY-butted dork, and I deserve this wedgie?"
*YANK*
"I'm a juicy-butted DORK, and I deserve this wedgie???"
*PULL*
"I'm a juicy-butted dork, and I really deserve to get my big juicy badonkadonk wedgied!" Jazmin cried out, her eyes shut tightly as Grace gave her an expert wedgie, stretching the girly undies all the way up her back and just past her shoulders, each tug pulling the stretchy panties deeper into her fat booty. "Pleasepleaseplease Grace, that's a really hard wedg-IIIEEE!" Jazmin's plea turned into a cry as Grace gave a hard *TUG* and lifted the short, curvy Latina into the air, bouncing her up and down by her humiliating sissy panties.
"Hard wedgies are what dorks like you are /supposed/ to get, remember?" Grace giggled, keeping a firm grip on Jazmin's panties and bouncing her up and down repeatedly, giggling as she saw Jazmin's fat booty cake *wobbling* around hypnotically, even in the tight jeans, the hearts on her panties stretching out as she came towards the ground, and then retracting to their normal size as she bounced back up due to her XXL-sized panties being very elastic in order to fit over her big round buns.
"Ow-how-how-howww! Grace, my tushy!" Jazmin cried out pathetically. She didn't care how humiliated she was now, this was a seriously bad wedgie! "Oh my God, what kind of super-dork ARE you?" Grace giggled, continuing to bounce her adult-sized nerd in the air to her heart's content.
After twenty minutes of non-stop wedgies and butt-teasing, Jazmin finally had a moment to breathe and recover, her panties still sticking out of her jeans. "One more thing, dork," Grace smiled. "I'm trying out for the volleyball team this week, and I need to work on my serve." Jazmin sighed. "Oh, okay. You know, I actually played volleyball in college. I can help you with that." "Oh, you're gonna help me, all right!"
[5 minutes later]
Jazmin groaned, trying - and failing - to get into a comfortable position. Grace had pantsed her, exposing her tan, thick legs and bubble butt, then hung her up on a basketball hoop. "How is this going to help with your /serve/?" Jazmin whined, unable to see Grace behind her. "You'll see, dweeb. Just call out 'serve!' for me." Jazmin sighed, shaking her head. "Okay, I guess. Serve!"
Grace leapt into the air, rearing her hand back and delivering a hard, echoing *SPANK* to Jazmin's exposed jiggle-butt, causing her to swing forward in her hanging wedgie and howl in a mixture of surprise and pain as Grace's hand left a pink imprint on her fat cheek. "Owie! Grace, you can't just smack my butt!" Jazmin whined, as if /that/ was somehow crossing a line that wasn't crossed long ago. "Just call out another serve, dork," Grace giggled excitedly.
Countless more 'serves' later, Grace had finally let Jazmin down, but not before pushing her, causing her to trip over her still-pantsed jeans, and then sitting on her back and proceeding to give Jazmin a wet willy for about five minutes straight, all while making her call herself a "juicy-booty jiggle dork". As a parting gift, Grace reached back, grabbing Jazmin's panties one more time, and once again proving that her 'specialty' is atomic wedgies, as she managed to *snap* Jazmin's yellow undies over her nose in about three seconds flat.
"See you tomorrow, dweeb! Can't wait to practice my serve some more!" Grace giggled, leaving the gym as Jazmin pathetically tried to get up onto her hands and knees, her head pulled back by her own panties as she struggled to get up.
She eventually managed to get her wedgie pulled out of her fat booty, smoothing her panties out and pulling her jeans back up (which embarrassingly took her about five minutes). She then went to the bathroom and narrowly saved Brielle from being discovered by a couple of students, at which point Brielle informed her that she would be tattling to Jazmin's girlfriend, Madison, who would definitely punish Jazmin for, in Madison's words, "trying to be a bully when you know you're just my little dorky cushy tushy!"
Jazmin was able to get another laugh in, however, as Brielle had apparently been bullied by one of their fellow staff members and hung up by her panties on the same basketball net Jazmin was hanging on a few hours prior. Jazmin helped Brielle down - after taking a few pictures to tease her with later, of course.
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