(All characters are 18+)
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Scene 1
Shelley idly passed the time away in 5th period, dwelling on the lengthy list of homework assignments she would have to contend with that evening. So distracted was she by these matters that when the bell rang, quite prematurely from its regularly scheduled time, she at first drew a blank as to its purpose. After a second she recalled the announcement made that morning that the entire student body was summoned to a presentation to be held in the auditorium halfway into 5th period.
Had she thought anything of it, she may well have concluded that the lack of specificity and foreknowledge of the presentation, to say nothing of it being conducted by the school principal himself, presented a rather peculiar scenario. In arriving at the auditorium Shelley quickly caught sight of two of her closet girlfriends, Suzi and Deanna. Deanna, the slightly eldest of the three, was a statuesque, fair-skinned, straight brown haired, overachiever. Her personality could be deemed grating, but the long-time connections she had with friends ensured her presence within school social circles. Her prominent large boobs didn’t hurt in this regard either. Suzi conversely heralded from a mixed ancestry between American and Korean parents; she stood 5’3 and possessed a mischievous smile and even more mischievous nature. Her slender frame had always caused her great consternation concerning her lack of large boobs, though was offset by her plump, bubble butt. Shelley, the nominal leader amongst her cabal of friends was a Catholic girl born in the American south. At 5’2 and with dark hair, darker eyes, killer boobs, and an amazingly curvaceous butt more than one guy had summed her up as a perfect combination of girl-next-door meets sex kitten.
The three girls settled into the vast attendance, quickly absorbed by the gossip of the day, absentminded to the entrance of Principal Meyer until such time that he began speaking into the arranged lectern. For all the girls appeared to notice he was speaking in platitudes concerning appropriate dress – a not unfamiliar topic of address.
“…therefore, for the young ladies in attendance, I am pleased to issue license that from this day forward Bienville High will permit the attiring for those so interested, in thong bikinis throughout the duration of the school day commiserate with the powers vested…” so said Principal Meyer to a suddenly shocked and rapt audience. The hushed pall was broken after a moment by sheer pandemonium.
“Wait, what did he just say?” Suzi was the first in the group to declare.
“Thongs…thong bikinis…” Deanna intoned part in response to Suzi, but mostly in a stunned disbelief to herself.
Shelley merely sat between her two friends, and amidst the chaotic scene, taking it all in.
Scene 2
Arriving home from school that very afternoon, Shelley found her house phone to already be in mid-ring. Unsurprising, her best friend Collin was anxious to talk to her. She had grown very close to Collin over a matter of only a few months, but to date, despite much commentary from outside observers, the pair remained only very close friends. They would by custom speak every afternoon by phone, often multiple times, so his call was nothing out of the ordinary.
“Hey, how’s it going” Collin intoned.
“I’m good, just got home, way too much homework to do tonight too…probably means I won’t be free later to meet up with Suzi too” Shelley responded.
Collin waited, allowing a quiet moment to pass. All afternoon he had tried to cross paths with Shelley. The announcement at school was as shocking to him as to anyone, but only now was he at last able to speak to the person he most wanted to gain a read on. Collin, rather secretly maintained a love of bikinis, especially thong bikinis, and likewise maintained a rather not-so-secret love of Shelley herself. For him, this turn of events afforded the opportunity to broach a subject he heretofore had been too reticent to engage – the trick was though, to be subtle about it.
“So, I can’t believe that you could wear a thong bikini to school like, as of now basically!” Collin interjected. Subtlety had failed him.
“Umm…” taken aback by Collin’s direct and enthusiastic decrement “I guess it means I could, but I wouldn’t” she responded firmly back.
“Oh well, yea, I mean, it was just stated and all, who even knows if it’ll wind up going into effect” Collin rambled on, both trying Escort Esenyurt to deflect attention to what he was increasingly sure was the transparency his initial remark came across with and to attain whatever small measure of hope he could salvage for his dream scenario amid the collapse his blundering had invoked.
“Well, what girl is seriously gonna want to walk up and down the school halls with her butt on display?” Shelley posited.
Collin mostly remained back on his heels, still concerned about turning her off even further than where she presently appeared to be. “Yea, no, I can definitely see that. Although, it could be that people would see it as sexy, I mean, if it were the right girl and all…I mean, you, you would look beautiful, and all…I mean if you ever wanted to or something. If for some reason, you ever did, we could probably even go like shopping for one…I mean…”
“If I don’t wear a thong bikini up the butt to the beach now…I don’t know why you would think I’d wear one to school in front of everyone…” was Shelley’s seemingly final response.
Shot down across the board Collin changed subjects a few times, and then, no longer feeling much vitality in the conversation both he and Shelley excused themselves to tend to other matters.
Scene 3
As Shelley saw it, whatever thong bikini craze Collin and many other guys foresaw was wishful thinking on their part. Two weeks since the fateful announcement and nothing but a very small number of girls had attempted anything. Most that had either insisted on being checked out by parent or guardian or else fled school in a hastier fashion, often in tears.
She had heard a few comments that Jenna had come to school in a thong bikini at least two days at this point. For Shelley though, this too was unsurprising and rather right in keeping with the reputation of a slut like Jenna. No doubt she wasn’t moved to tears or any other concept of shame; she probably gobbled up the excess male attention for all it was worth. Besides, dressed as she was on a day like today – skin tight jeans showcasing her bubble butt, and a lowcut red crop-top nearly busting with her big boobs – she had a firm grasp of how sexy she looked and of the appeal this had on nearly every man she came across.
Something beyond shock then greeted her approach to her 2nd period English class. Suzi approached the same entrance from the opposite direction, only while being accompanied by a small entourage of exclusively men. At first, Shelley couldn’t divine what the scene was suggesting, not until proximity gave way to a better view. Suzi, clad already in a pair of black stiletto heels, complimented the remainder of her outfit with nothing more than an emerald green bikini. Even after catching sight of Shelley, she turned quickly to giggle at a comment from one of her potential suitors and in so doing Shelley’s line of sight fixated on the dominant image within its gaze – her best friends ass clad in the thong back of the emerald green bikini. A hand attached to the previously cited man held a solid grip on one of Suzi’s butt cheeks.
In a stunning sequence that would churn in Shelley’s mind throughout the day he calmly turned her around, bent her forward and if her eyes and ears weren’t deceiving her unleashed a rapid slap to her exposed butt cheeks. Too startled to truly take in the events across the hall, he appeared to shake the hand of a neighboring man, who in turn gripped Suzi’s butt and ‘escorted’ her into the next class they both shared with Shelley.
The entire class came to a hushed silence watching Suzi and her male escort enter the room. The men in attendance were uniformly aghast each staring at the beautiful butt of Suzi, as it swayed across the room. From Shelley’s vantage point, to a sequence of bizarre occurrences yet another was added as once the man gripping Suzi’s butt took a seat, Suzi casually and without any imploring placed her thonged clad ass into his lap. The rituals concluded, class carried forth. All of the men, most of the women, but most prominently Shelley could scarcely take their eyes off of the sight of Suzi in her thong bikini riding the lap of a seemingly random guy. His hand never wavered though, it held firm gripping her butt cheek throughout the entirety of the class.
Scene 4
Shelley raced back home upon school adjourning, arriving around 2:15. She tried to replay in her mind the event of the day…Suzi, Escort Avcılar the thong bikini, the spanking… Suddenly, the phone rang.
“Hello” she replied into the speaker.
“Hey girl” came the reply, and with it instant recognition by Shelley that it was Suzi.
Suzi continued, “crazy day huh”!
“What were you thinking Suzi! You were wearing a thong all day at school…you let some guy spank you…in public!”
(Laughing) “Hunny, that’s just part of it…the rules stipulate it. If you are wearing a thong bikini at school, anytime you are standing a guy has to have a hand on your butt. And if you are sitting, then you have to sit in a guy’s lap”.
“How…or why…would you let them do that?” Shelley implored.
“Hunny, I haven’t a choice in the matter like I said. If I’m going to be a thonged girl…it’s what you have to do. Besides its fun…and probably harmless” she giggled in closing.
After, Shelley kept replaying the image in her mind…Suzi walking down the hall, her big ass swaying this way and that clad in only her thong bikini…everyone’s attention fixated on her…on her body…on her butt.
Scene 5
Shelley returned home having visited a few surf shops down by the coast. She stood in from of her full-length mirror and prepared herself mentally for what was to come. Slowly she stepped out of her leather shorts…and stepped into the bright neon pink thong bikini she recently purchased. Inch by inch she began pulling it up higher to its eventual resting place, between her gorgeous butt cheeks. As she did she stared straight into her own eyes in the mirror’s reflection; it was as if they spoke right into her soul: “Slut”. She broke this trance to slowly turn her back toward the mirror, and to then cock her head around so as to catch sight of the view, the vibrant pink color of the thong, disappearing amidst the flesh of her big butt. Tears started to form in her eyes…she knew in the morning she would head to school…wearing only this thong bikini…and a pair of heels. But she would have to make the call that Suzi referenced.
“Hi, Nick, it’s Shelley”
“Hey baby”
“Listen, I don’t know how to ask this, but can you pick me up for school tomorrow morning?”
“Sure, car trouble?”
“No, no…nothing like that…it’s just…it’s just that I’m doing the dress code thing…”
“You mean, you’re going to wear a thong bikini tomorrow!” he exclaimed in delight and shock.
Taken aback she replied “…yes”
“That’s great…and, so you need me to escort you! I’d love to!”
“Cool…”
“Can’t wait to feel that big bubble butt of yours in my hands…damn, you will look so amazing…what color is it?”
“Pink”
(Laughing) “Like a slut!”
Shelley found herself crying to sleep, thinking ‘starting tomorrow…I’ll be defined by my ass’.
Scene 6
Shelley sat still in his car. Nick was approaching to open the passenger side door for her. Students were milling about, mostly headed into class, unobservant to their surroundings. ‘Can I really do this?’ she debated. From the safety of Nick’s car things had felt ok. But in a moment, she would be standing upright. In a moment she would be walking in…led in, to a school of thousands, her butt on full display.
“Hey let’s go” Nick intoned.
In a fugue state Shelley draped her legs out of the car, took his outstretched hand and dropped down to the pavement. Her 6″ heels clicking as she adjusted her stance, turning to collect her books. Then she felt it, unmistakable, a hand, where it would never previously have been, grasping her left buttcheek. She immediately repressed the instinctual response to swat it away. ‘No, this is part of it’ she rationalized. ‘Nick, for that matter other guys have access to my butt, I can’t deny them’. Defeatedly she hung her head in shame as he closed her door, leading her toward the school while clutching her ass.
Nick was beaming with pride conversely.
“Shelley, you know your butt feels great” he remarked in the direction of the only conversation he was probably interested in having. “I felt Jenna’s big butt last week too, but I don’t know, yours might be even nicer…thicker” he followed, intending it as a compliment.
The words sunk into Shelley’s mind. Comparisons to Jenna…to her ass. But Jenna was a slut, or so said all the girls, so this made Shelley… Her mind couldn’t stay focused on this internal debate as Escort Beylikdüzü they had at last reached the doors to the school. Nick opened the first door they came to for her to walk through and suddenly she was at the moment of truth. Her neon pink thong bikini was settled perfectly high on her hips, pulled taunt up her butt. Her big boobs displayed nicely as well in the ideally sized top. Nicks hand tightened its squeeze on her butt emphasizing its presence. The cool air from the air condition immediately hit her skin. The cacophony of voices began to drop off as the pair walked down the center of the school hallway. Shelley knew what was happening, everyone’s eyes were glued to her thonged ass. There was no escape now, she was broadcasting exactly what she was to the entire school in plain view of everyone; but it still took her breath away to hear it with her own ears: ‘Slut’ – came the whispered remark by some unseen girl off to one side of her. ‘Slut’ remarked another that caught her ear. ‘Slut’ followed again as she continued her promenade to her first class. ‘Slut’ ‘Slut’ ‘Slut’ filled her ears as tears filled her eyes. Nick’s hand had taken what was a firm grasp and replaced it with a massaging, kneading motion serving only to emphasize the jiggle her ass would otherwise make in a thong bikini and 6″ heels.
Eventually they arrived at what was 1st period for both Nick and Shelley. They entered with Nick dictating Shelley over to his customary seat. Shelley had seen how this played out with Suzi before. Any thonged girl was expected to always be sitting on a guy’s lap just as she is always expected to have a guy’s hand on her butt when she’s standing. Nick had already remarked to her that it was up to the guy how she sat, whether facing away, or facing toward him by straddling him, or else maybe in some type of sideways position. For the duration of the class, Shelley was positioned facing away. Nick constantly rubbed and kneaded her butt cheeks while Shelley’s eyes glazed over whatever the teacher was attempting to instruct and at times caught the gaze of either male students lost in lust for her (or more likely her ass) or female students with contempt on their mind.
Scene 7
The bell rang, but most of the male students hung back trying to look ensnared in one task or another while awaiting a glimpse of Shelley’s big butt when she was escorted across the room – few were unsuccessful in this endeavor.
“So, I’ll escort you to your 2nd period class and then I’ll be handing you off to Chuck, ok” Nick informed her without a hint of question to his voice.
Shelley nodded in absent-minded agreement. Being back out in the halls was worse than the still, quiet of the classroom. Here every turn represented a different unknown; who would she come across, who would catch sight of her dressed only in her neon pink thong bikini and towering 6″ heels, who would catch sight of Nick’s hand clutching her butt in public.
“And you have been told how we make this exchange…right?
“I…I know that you will shake his hand…and…you’ll spank me…” her voice trailed to a whisper
(laughing) “Yea, exactly. I’ll turn you around, bend you at the waist…and then SMACK! Loud enough for the whole hallway to hear!” he chortled on.
“Nick, I’m nervous about that though…do you have to, I mean…so hard and all…”
“Shelley, relax, it’ll be fine. You’ll love it. You’re already an amazing slut” he confidently interrupted her.
There was the word again…Slut. It was ringing away in her ears. No…she wasn’t a slut. But maybe… Maybe she was. Wasn’t she the one gliding through the hallway hall wearing only a thong bikini… Wasn’t her whole ass constantly on display. Wasn’t she even now being bent over at the waist while a crowd gathered. She stared thoughtless at the cold ground beneath her. Somewhere above her two men, men she barely knew were shaking hands. They were trading her, like a commodity. All based on her thonged ass. Her thonged ass that was stuck up in the air, while her head hung down, out of sight. There were a few further breathless moments of anticipation. It couldn’t be long now because she no longer felt the previously constant pressure of Nick’s hand on her butt…then, as if the whole hallway had gone silent…
‘SMACK’
The sound ringing out throughout the hallway, maybe the whole school. Shelley suppressed a ‘yelp’ constituting a mixture of pain and shock. Before she even had time to respond further a rougher hand took its place along her freshly spanked butt cheek. She rose upright to once more catch the eyeline of the classmates gathered to watch her evolving shame. Chuck guided her forward to their 2nd period class, his hand never wavering from its fixated place atop her bubble butt.