Ask the clowns for clothes

"This was not a good idea," Bonnie admitted.

They'd asked the clowns for clothes. Of course, the clowns had nothing on hand but sexy clown girl clothes. So that's what Susie and Bonnie had wriggled into.

But wearing sexy clown girl clothes made Susie and Bonnie sexy clown girls. And the clowns could do whatever they wanted with sexy clown girls. That was just how the universe worked.

So as soon as they'd wriggled into their sexy clown girl clothes, Susie and Bonnie had been picked up by the clowns and dragged across the carnival to Sideshow Alley. There, they'd been led into a booth and strapped down over a pair of padded benches with their bottoms in the air. A sign above the booth, they couldn't help but notice, read SPANK THE NAUGHTY CLOWN GIRLS! FREE!

"Oh my god," laughed Anne-Marie, walking into the booth, accompanied by a dozen giggling cheerleaders and a few curious boys. "It's Susie and Bonnie! And they're CLOWNS!"

And she'd flipped up their rainbow skirts, pulled their pink panties down around their knees, picked up a fat wooden paddle that happened to have been left lying around, and began to spank their naked bottoms. Hard.

Of course, Susie and Bonnie didn't particularly like having their naked bottoms spanked by giggling cheerleaders and curious boys with cell phone cameras. But they were tied down extremely tight, and there was nothing they could do.

Eventually, after quite a lot of spanking, and dozens of interested passers-by coming and going from the tent, it occurred to Bonnie to shout "I'm sorry! I don't want to be a clown girl any more!" Anne had handed the paddle over to Hank the football player, and Hank had handed it over to Sheriff Nina Reyes, and the Sheriff had handed it over to a complete stranger with a French accent. So Bonnie's bare bottom was now extremely hot, red and sore. And her pussy was extremely wet, which was somehow the most embarrassing thing of all, especially since giggling cheerleaders kept pointing it out.

The clown sitting by the door stood up. He walked over to Bonnie. He looked down at her.

"I hate it, okay? I hate hate hate being a clown!"

The clown pulled out a giant pair of scissors. He patiently snipped away every last scrap of Bonnie and Susie's clown outfits, even the shoes. Then, he changed the sign over the booth to read SPANK THE NAUGHTY NAKED GIRLS! FREE!

It took another half hour or so of spanking for Bonnie and Susie to communicate that what they really wanted was to not be spanked any more. The clown untied them from the spanking benches. He led them out into Sideshow Alley, tied them to two colourfully painted display poles in front of the booth, and changed the sign to read SEE THE NAUGHTY NAKED GIRLS! FREE!

Then he left Bonnie and Susie standing naked in the road, in front of thousands of amused carnival-goers, unable to escape, lovely tits and pussies presented for the public's entertainment. The cheerleaders came back, and made fun of them some more.

Susie shushed Bonnie before she could complain any more, and instead concentrated on working to loosen the ropes.