Kathy sat in her History class trying to pay attention, but she couldn’t quite get her mind to focus. Her thoughts kept veering to Madison who was sitting across the room from her and the ordeal Madison and her friends had put her through yesterday. They had been picking on Kathy since she started at this school last year. She was never quite sure whether her failure to make friends was because she was homeschooled until her junior year and her parents had strict rules for her clothing (only long skirts and bulky sweaters) and her social life(no activities outside of school and church and no internet) or because of Madison and her gang’s harassment. It had started small with name calling and tripping, but had eventually escalated to wedgies, skirt lifting, and a few painful smacks to her rear. Yesterday, however, far surpassed anything that had come before.
It all started when she was showering after gym class. She waited a bit after class ended to avoid walking in with the other girls, and chose a cubicle as far away from the others as she could, closing and locking the door before starting to undress inside the cube. She knew most of the other girls changed outside by their lockers, at least down to their underwear, but she was very embarrassed about her body and couldn’t bear the thought of anyone seeing it.
She hung her clean school clothes on the left side of the door, and after peeling her sweaty gym clothes off her body those followed on the right side with her towel hung on a hook inside the booth. She tried to be quick with her shower to make sure she had plenty of time to get to her next class, but she couldn’t help dwelling on everything she didn’t like about her body as she washed. Her mousy brown hair that turned to frizz no matter what she tried to do with it… her weak muscleless arms… her pudgy stomach… her small A cup breasts… her wild nest of pubic hair… her flat butt… There was a lot she wasn’t happy with.
She was broken out of her thoughts when she heard someone bump the door to her shower. She instinctively clutched her hands to her body and angled her body as far from the door as possible, cowering, but, when after a few moments nothing had happened, she let herself resume her shower. By the time she finished she realized it had taken longer than she meant to. All of the other girls would likely have left by now. As she turned to grab her towel she suddenly realized what the bump on the door had been. Her clothes were gone.
She quickly dried herself and wrapped her towel around her body, venturing slowly into the changing area when she heard Madison’s voice call out. “Little miss prude, are you missing something?”
“Please just give me my stuff back” Kathy cried back, just peeking her head around the corner to see Madison with her cronies, Amy and Zoe, clutching her clothes.
“Not so fast,” Madison replied. “You’ve been keeping that body of yours wrapped up pretty tight. We just want to see what you’re hiding.”
“Yeah,” added Zoe. “Come over here and let us have a good look, then we’ll hand your stuff over”.
Kathy, turning bright red, shuffled over to the three girls. “Can I have my things back now?”
“Do you think this is a good look,” laughed Madison, starting to grab at my towel. “Your towel is blocking everything!”
Kathy gripped tightly to her towel, but the three girls all moved in on her, working together to tug it away. In seconds it was off of her body and she realized that holding onto it was only preventing her from using her hands to cover up. She let go and threw her hands over her breasts and vagina.
“Now something else is blocking our view,” snickered Amy.
“Really,” said Madison. “You had better start cooperating with us if you ever want to get your clothes and towel back. If you don’t do what we say, these are getting locked up in my locker and then we’ll see if you can follow directions well enough to avoid getting dragged into the hallway.”
“Please..” Kathy begged.
“Hands on your head,” barked Madison. Kathy couldn’t believe she was forced to do this. She was more humiliated than she had ever been in her life, but she was fully defeated, so she complied, showing the girls everything.
“Wow, I can see why she was so eager to hide it,” laughed Amy. “Have you ever heard of a trimmer? And what tiny tits! You barely even need a bra!”
“Her tits may be tiny,” replied Madison, “but take a look at those nipples.” She reached out and gave one a tweak. “Rock hard. Is the prude getting off on this?”
“No!” Kathy shrieked. “It’s just… cold! It’s cold in here”. Kathy couldn’t believe Madison had noticed, and she was amazed how turned on she had gotten..
“There’s a pretty easy way to test that,” said Zoe “Sit down on the bench and spread those legs”
“No,” cried Kathy. “I can’t!”
“Do it,” said Madison “or your horny ass will be out in the hallway when the bell rings”.
Kathy knew she didn’t have a choice and sat down on the bench and spread her legs wide.
“I knew it,” shouted Madison. “She’s practically dripping! I can tell even through that jungle down there. Well if you are enjoying this, we might as well help you out!”
Madison grabbed Kathy by her shoulders, pulling her to her feet and pushing her towards the door. Not the door to the hallway, but the door to outside of the building! Kathy was freaking out and trying to wrestle herself away from Madison, but the lacrosse captain overpowered her easily. Amy opened the door and Madison pushed her out of it slamming the handle-less door behind her.
Kathy spent a minute banging on the door, trying to cover up, and praying that no cars would come by. Fortunately the gym was in the back of the school so she wouldn’t be visible from any windows, but some kids cut this way on their way to gym class, so she definitely wouldn’t be hidden forever. Kathy turned to look at the street considering her options, and just then the door opened and Madison came out of it holding something.
“This belongs to Zoe, but she is going to be kind enough to let you use it to earn your way back in, and even earn your clothes back.” she said, holding the object out to Kathy. “This is her vibe. If you want us to let you back it all you have to do is get yourself off with this.” She fiddled with something on the toy and it started to buzz.
Kathy couldn’t believe this was happening to her, that she would have to share the most intimate experience possible with these bullies, but she took the toy wordlessly from Madison, accepting her fate. The best she could do was try to limit the humiliation. At least this shouldn’t take long. This was the horniest she had ever been in her life. She took the toy and pressed it to her clit. Almost immediately she let out a moan. She had never felt anything like this before. Her only experience masturbating had been with just her hand alone in her bedroom. It didn’t take her long to build up a rhythm and suddenly she was thrashing around uncontrollably with her eyes closed. When the pleasure subsided she looked up, and was relieved to see Madison and her friends had gone and the door had been propped open.
When she got inside she was overjoyed to see her clothes were there. She blushed when she realized her bras and panties were missing, both the dirty and clean ones, but was very happy to pull on her skirt and sweater all the same before she rushed to her next class.
Remembering all that left her crossed between humiliated and oddly aroused. It was worse that it had been Madison that had done this to her. She hated Madison for the bullying, but in spite of that couldn’t help being deeply attracted to her. Madison was everything she wasn’t. She was conventionally gorgeous with her perfect platinum blonde hair, creamy white skin, toned muscular body, C cup bust and cute bubble butt, she had tons of friends, her parents were crazy rich, she was even in line to be the valedictorian, which Kathy particularly resented, being just behind her. Kathy couldn’t even beat her in the school’s essay competition even though English was her best subject. Madison was completely untouchable.
Kathy wished that there was some way to get back at Madison. As much as the experience in the locker room had turned her on, imagining doing those things to Madison turned her on more. She imagined doing everything Madison had done to her, wedgies, skirt flipping, stripping her and forcing her to masterbate. She pictured herself going even farther, involving pictures and videos, more people, pornographic poses, more humiliation. She even imagined dominating Madison and forcing the athlete to go down on her. She wished every horrible, humiliating, perverted fate possible on her. She wished she had some way to make things change.
She suddenly noticed an odd ring with an orange eye on her finger as a voice rang out, loud and clear inside her head, I can help you make things change.
