Locker Room Wedgie

    Jenny was a bit nervous about her new school, specifically the fact that she didn't have any friends there. Today was her first day, and she dreaded every minute of it. Who would she have lunch with? Who would she sit by in her classes?

    ...What if they made blonde jokes?

    The school had sent Jenny a list of her classes to her email address. She had Math as her first class, and she groaned. That wasn't at all how she wanted to begin the day. Her bright green eyes swept down the list. History. Literature. Lunch. Science. Her final class... she sighed. It could have been worse... Gym. Jenny was afraid to get sweaty, but at least she could go home afterwards.

    With her schedule printed off and folded into her pocket, Jenny went to her new High School. The move had been rough, but it seemed like a nice new town.

    Jenny arrived to school, and received the typical "new kid" stares. She had anticipated these glances, and had made sure to wear her best outfit today. A bright green and blue striped shirt over a blue skirt. She had considered putting makeup on, but worried that the other girls would call her a slut.

    Jenny went through her classes with ease, and was surprised at how easy they were. During lunch, she had sat alone on a bench outside the cafeteria. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of her life, but she told herself there were only two classes left and then she could go home.

    Science was an average class period, and then came Gym.

    Jenny was a bit nervous about changing in front of the other girls, but luckily the lockers were divided into four different changing areas with tall lockers in each area. Jenny changed into a white t-shirt and black shorts, and then began to walk out of the locker room. On the way out, Jenny had accidentally stepped on a bright green gym bag.

    "Hey!" Came a sharp cry. Jenny froze, and then turned toward the voice. It seemed that Jenny had accidentally trodden on another girl's bag by mistake. The girl was tall, with long brunette hair and a sneer. The girl walked over to Jenny.

    "Are you stupid? That's my bag! Why are you stepping on it?!"

    "I-I didn't see-"

    "Wait... I recognize you. You're that new girl."

    "Y-yeah..."

    The brunette sneered. "I'm Harriet. You know what happens to new girls who don't learn their lesson?"

    Jenny felt a cold breeze below the waist. She looked down in surprise, and saw that her shorts were around her ankles. Two of Harriet's friends had come up behind Jenny and yanked her gym shorts down, exposing her red high-cut panties. Observing her panties, one would notice they were also decorated with yellow curvy lines. Jenny quickly bent over to grab her shorts, but one of the girls behind her placed their foot on them, preventing Jenny from covering herself. Suddenly, Jenny felt her panties rise up between her plump cheeks. She squealed, and wiggled to try to get away. She only succeeded in losing her shorts from where they were around her ankles.

    Harriet's friends pulled Jenny onto her tiptoes, and transferred their grip to the unfortunate blonde's legholes, giving Jenny a rather painful wedgie. Harriet smirked as she walked closer and pushed her face into Jenny's.

    "This is what happens when you step on my shit, new kid."

    Less than a minute later, Jenny found herself hanging by her panties. Harriet and her friends had attached the back of Jenny's undies to a coathook inside a locker, pulled her panties over the top of the locker, and then slammed it shut. The lockers were quite large, and Jenny was short to begin with. Her feet dangled helplessly, the floor only a foot away. Harriet had stepped back to survey her work, and then had held up Jenny's shorts in front of her. Jenny squeaked, and tried to grab her shorts back. Unfortunately, she was held back by her own panties.

    "Be glad we aren't taking off your shirt," Harriet had sneered, "We can still throw you out into the hallway." Harriet began to walk away, swinging Jenny's shorts around as she swung her hips. "Girls, you know what to do."

    Harriet's friends grabbed the front of Jenny's waistband, and pulled up slightly. Jenny tried kicking, but it didn't work. Her panties were painfully stretched up in the front and in the back now.

    "If you keep it up," one of Harriet's friends had said as they left, "You'll be out of undies by the end of the marking period!"

    Jenny sighed as she continued to hang by her panties, preparing herself for a long hour. Her panties had completely disappeared between her cheeks, and were threatening to make it atomic very soon.

    She was still hanging when class was over. Harriet had gleefully strode back into the locker room, and looked Jenny over. The poor girl's red panties were now stretched quite far up her cute behind.

    "Now are you going to step on anyone's bags anymore?" Harriet asked, a hint of laughter behind her voice.

    "N-no..." Jenny managed to say, her face bright red from embarrassment.

    "Good," Harriet opened the locker, pushing Jenny aside and stretching her panties even further for a moment, and then she had successfully unhooked Jenny's undies. Jenny fell to the floor, moaning and rubbing her sore butt.

    "See you tomorrow!" Harriet had laughed as she and her friends walked out of the locker room.

    "Yeah... can't wait..." Jenny said sarcastically as she dug her stretched panties out from where they had been wedged.

    "Hang on... where are my shorts?!"