Spirit Week pt. 6: Friday

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So as I walked into school that morning, I swear I've received a wedgie from every single person who walked past me. Everyone was scrambling to get last-minute points for the peprally was later today. Whatever grade managed to Rack up the most points gets to completely humiliate me during the peprally. It was currently 15 minutes before homeroom, and the peprally wasn't until the 6th and 7th period. So before homeroom, I was given 63 normal wedgies, 45 melvins, 12 bouncing normal wedgies, 3 bouncing melvins, around 30 squeaky cleans and an atomic wedgie. In homeroom, in a room filled with about 30 students, they spent the 15 minutes of homeroom giving me a bouncing all around wedgie until they stretched my underwear enough to give me a double atomic shoulder wedgie then proceeded to carry me out to the main area near the entrance and hung me on the school's mascots statue where I hung until my underwear ripped just as the first periods late bell rang. After falling to the ground, a couple of seniors raced over to me, pants me, dug through my bag, and put the next pair on me. And began wedgying me, then dragged me off to the nearest toilets, leaving my pants behind still on the ground in front of the statue. They spent the next 45 minutes giving me swirlies and wedgies. Once the bell rang for the end of first period, I was drug off to a senior P.E. class, and there I was given wedgies in the locker room as everyone got ready for the class to start. I was passed around in a bouncing wedgie to each student. About each of them got their wedgies in, the collectively carried me out to the flagpole and strung me up and locked it do no one could get me down until the peprally.

2nd period, 3rd period, lunch, and 5th period I hung until finally.... the peprally

The peprally had already begun, and I was still up on the flagpole. It wasn't until the entirety of the seniors of The football team came over to get me down. Basically, the cheerleaders went through all the points, and the seniors, of course, won, so as they announced that the senior class won, that's when the football team ran in bouncing me by my underwear. During it all, the senior cheerleaders and football players wedgied me. Basically, to death, there was a competition to who could rip off my underwear the fastest (they ripped about 30 pairs off me), and they gave me a ridiculous amount of squeaky cleans, then I was dangled by a rope from the ceiling, lifted just enough for my tip toes barely touched the ground. I was then stripped of my clothes (even my bra), I was given tittie twisters, and I was spanked with tennis rackets. Then, at the end of the rally, they clamped my nipples, gave me a double atomic shoulder wedgie amd brought over to the football field where I was hung up on the score board and had to hang there throughout the homecoming football game and during half time I got bounced all the way to the top of the cheer pyramid then got hung up on the goal post and basically any time they got a touchdown, they'd slap my already burning ass. At the end of the game, they won and celebrated with giving me swirlies in the locker room, then gagged with the biggest, smelliest dude's jock strap, got me dressed in the rivals uniform then was hung on the flagpole just high enough where my feet couldn't touch the ground, was given a mummified wedgie so that my arms were no use to me and a sign taped on my stomach that read "kick me" with an arrow pointed at my pussy. So as people left the stadium, they'd walk by and either throw shit at me or kick me or hit me around the pole like I was a tether ball or something. And hung there the rest of the night. Spirit Week was definitely the worst of the worst.

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