Fight! (As Sara)

WWe both give into peer pressure at the same time, running at each other, but I chicken out at the last second. Wanda grabs my hoodie and I try to cry out in protest, but its too late. My hoodie is yanked off revealing I'm not wearing a shirt underneath. My C cups bounce around, only contained by a bra a size too small. My face feels warm and I'm sure my face is tomato red as everyone around me laughs. Suddenly, I feel pain in my right breast and a slight breeze. It takes Wanda slapping my left breast from below causing it to pop out for me to realize what had happened with emberassment. My chest was on display for everyone. Next was a breeze around my pussy and I didn't have to look down to realize my skirt was around my ankles, showing my heart print panties to everyone.

"Stop it!" I finally squeak out, but it falls on deaf ears as Wanda grabs the front of my panties with a devious smile. Suddenly, the front waistband of my panties is being violently yanked towards my head, creeping up past my belly button in one yank. I could feel the fabric pull across my clit, having immediately my lower lips aside. I was sure with my luck, my lower lips have pushed their way out to be shown to the world but I couldn't be sure. She gave another hard yank and I could only provide a pathetic squeak in protest as camra flash went off around me.