Baby Butters, gets blackmailed. Chapter 1 part 2 available
Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2021 8:08 pm
It started on a Monday morning. I was getting changed ready for gym class. It was as I opened my locker I found the hand written message in my locker. It was lying on top of my gym clothes. The strange thing was it was sat neatly on top of them. I’m the only person who has a key to my locker. I didn’t have a clue who had put it there.
I’m Emily Jayne Matthews, I’m fifteen, by the way, I’m red headed, 6 ft tall, skinny, with B cup breasts. I have a cute button nose, blue eyes, look a bit young for my age. But I’m the most popular girl in school. Every guy wants me as their girlfriend, every girl envious of me.
Im kind of bitchy, if you have something about you that is odd, or I think is ugly, I call it butters. I hang with a group who follow and copy everything I do. They want to basically be me. Im the leader top cat, as it were.
Anyway back to my letter. I opened the letter and read it.
Dear Emily, from now on I own you, you will do exactly as you are instructed or you’ll be sorry.
You’re first task is to pants yourself in gym class and make sure everyone sees your panties, if not, there’ll be a big surprise waiting for you when you return to the locker room.
I read it several times, I thought it a practical joke someone was playing on me, so I ignored it, and did gym as normal without pantsing myself.
Oh boy I didn’t see what was coming. I returned to the locker room. Several girls were crowded around an a1 poster which spread across 4 lockers. On the poster was a picture of me, after I had just wet the bed. Fortunately my head was not in the shot. Just the pyjamas I was wearing and my wet bed sheets.
It had happened on Saturday, I had wet the bed but no real reason as to why. I don’t even remember needing the toilet before going to bed that night. Anyway whatever happened, I woke up Saturday soaked through.
But as to the origin of the picture or how it had got there I had no clue.
“That girl has lovely pyjamas” said one of the girls.
“Aww the wittle baby had an accident.” Said Another.
“It’s just some random butters girl.” I said, trying to draw attention away from myself as the girl in the picture.
“Haha, it’s Baby Butters.” Shouted another girl.
Another girl got out a baby pink highlighter and wrote “Baby Butters” over the top, before dragging it out into the hallway and pinning it to the notice board.
All the girls laughed. Someone even knocked on the boys changing room making sure the boys saw it too. I was beet red, but couldn’t tell anyone the true identity of the girl in the picture. I sulkily went back to my locker and opened it.
On top of my clothes was a second note.
I told you, there’d be a surprise for you. Now I’ve got Baby Butters attention, you are to strip naked, put all your clothes in your locker, then shower. Once you’re out of the shower your new uniform will be waiting for you.
As to my identity, I’m sure you’re figuring I’m the girl who first said Baby Butters, or I’m any one of the other girls in this locker room. I’m not, I don’t even go to your school, you’ll figure out my identity eventually, but it’ll be too late to save your dignity, your secrets, or every little detail about you.
If you defy me again, I’ll post the full picture with your face to boot. I’m sure the school would love to know the identity of Baby Butters.
Speak soon little Baby.
I scrunched the note up and threw it in my locker, in anger. I didn’t want me exposed as that girl now pasted to the notice board, so I did as the letter suggested.
I stripped completely naked, and walked into the shower fully nude and without my towel. Knowing every girl in the room staring at my nude form as I walked. I quickly showered and walked back to the locker dreading the moment I would open it.
It creaked open and I peaked inside….
I’m Emily Jayne Matthews, I’m fifteen, by the way, I’m red headed, 6 ft tall, skinny, with B cup breasts. I have a cute button nose, blue eyes, look a bit young for my age. But I’m the most popular girl in school. Every guy wants me as their girlfriend, every girl envious of me.
Im kind of bitchy, if you have something about you that is odd, or I think is ugly, I call it butters. I hang with a group who follow and copy everything I do. They want to basically be me. Im the leader top cat, as it were.
Anyway back to my letter. I opened the letter and read it.
Dear Emily, from now on I own you, you will do exactly as you are instructed or you’ll be sorry.
You’re first task is to pants yourself in gym class and make sure everyone sees your panties, if not, there’ll be a big surprise waiting for you when you return to the locker room.
I read it several times, I thought it a practical joke someone was playing on me, so I ignored it, and did gym as normal without pantsing myself.
Oh boy I didn’t see what was coming. I returned to the locker room. Several girls were crowded around an a1 poster which spread across 4 lockers. On the poster was a picture of me, after I had just wet the bed. Fortunately my head was not in the shot. Just the pyjamas I was wearing and my wet bed sheets.
It had happened on Saturday, I had wet the bed but no real reason as to why. I don’t even remember needing the toilet before going to bed that night. Anyway whatever happened, I woke up Saturday soaked through.
But as to the origin of the picture or how it had got there I had no clue.
“That girl has lovely pyjamas” said one of the girls.
“Aww the wittle baby had an accident.” Said Another.
“It’s just some random butters girl.” I said, trying to draw attention away from myself as the girl in the picture.
“Haha, it’s Baby Butters.” Shouted another girl.
Another girl got out a baby pink highlighter and wrote “Baby Butters” over the top, before dragging it out into the hallway and pinning it to the notice board.
All the girls laughed. Someone even knocked on the boys changing room making sure the boys saw it too. I was beet red, but couldn’t tell anyone the true identity of the girl in the picture. I sulkily went back to my locker and opened it.
On top of my clothes was a second note.
I told you, there’d be a surprise for you. Now I’ve got Baby Butters attention, you are to strip naked, put all your clothes in your locker, then shower. Once you’re out of the shower your new uniform will be waiting for you.
As to my identity, I’m sure you’re figuring I’m the girl who first said Baby Butters, or I’m any one of the other girls in this locker room. I’m not, I don’t even go to your school, you’ll figure out my identity eventually, but it’ll be too late to save your dignity, your secrets, or every little detail about you.
If you defy me again, I’ll post the full picture with your face to boot. I’m sure the school would love to know the identity of Baby Butters.
Speak soon little Baby.
I scrunched the note up and threw it in my locker, in anger. I didn’t want me exposed as that girl now pasted to the notice board, so I did as the letter suggested.
I stripped completely naked, and walked into the shower fully nude and without my towel. Knowing every girl in the room staring at my nude form as I walked. I quickly showered and walked back to the locker dreading the moment I would open it.
It creaked open and I peaked inside….