Ashe says it

It only takes one spider. The big fat yellow tarantula you drop into the barrel is harmless, but Ashe doesn't have to know that.

"Eeek! Eeeek! Okay! Okay! I admit it!"

"Admit what?"

"I have no breasts! I'm afraid of letting everyone see that I have no breasts! Please, please, please let me out!"

You lean on top of the barrel, trapping her in there with the spider, enjoying her squeals. "What was that, Ashe? How small are your breasts, exactly?"

"Tiny! So tiny! I'm a member of the itty bitty titty committee! Please, let me go! Eeeek!"

"You don't want me to put half a dozen more spiders in there?"

"No! Eeeek! Let me go!"

You step back, and let the barrel tumble over. Ashe spills out onto the floor, wild-eyed and wearing nothing but her pink heart-print panties, frantically trying to brush the spider off her legs. "Stop looking! Ahh! Stop looking at my... my..."

"My tiny tits?"

"No! Shut up! Where's my towel! You said you'd get me a towel!"

"I certainly did." You grab Ashe by her short blonde hair and haul her to her feet. The spider scuttles away into a corner. You produce a small fluffy towel, holding it in front of Ashe's face. She tries to grab it, but you snatch it away.

"Come on! Give it!" Ashe has one arm cupped over her breasts now, but it doesn't hide the fact that she's standing in a crowded corridor full of students wearing nothing but her panties. Her cheeks are bright red and she's breathing hard, obviously furious. "You have to give it to me! You promised!"

You snatch it away again. "Come on, Ashe! You can get it!"

"This isn't fair!"

"Padding your bra isn't fair either, tinytits."

"I'll get you for this! I'll get my ****, you... liar!"

"Hey, I don't lie." You grab Ashe by the wrist and spin her around so her arms are locked behind her back, too suddenly for her to respond. It's the work of a moment to wrap the towel round her wrists and elbows so her arms are tied firmly behind her back. You push her away. She stumbles forward towards the gathered, giggling crowd, unable to cover herself, breasts and panties exposed for all to see.

"Hey, everyone! Check it out!"

"The new girl's got tiny tits!"

"And pink panties!"

"Tell everyone in the school!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeek!" Ashe, incandescently angry, darts this way and that, blocked in every direction by the teasing students. She has no idea where she could run to, anyway. "I hate you! I hate all of you!"

"Yeah!"

"Bounce those little tits, girl!"

"Alright, alright." Raider is making his way through the crowd. "We've all had our fun with Ashe's tiny tits. But now it's time to get down to serious business."

"Damn right! I... wait, what business?"

"The serious business of depantying, of course."

"What? No, I... no. No no no no no..."

"Depantying, stamping, spanking, tying up and leaving on display somewhere very public... you know the drill. Who wants to prove that Ashe is actually a girl?"

"No!"

"By showing the whole school her pussy?"

"Nnnnnnnnnooooooooooooo!"