Freed from Class.

After that peculiar incident, class went as usual, Arianne calmed herself a little by doing some of math work, she was very nerdy, so she enjoyed solving the problems.

The sweater’s pressure was really starting to weigh on her, she felt as if the zipper would just break, and her boobs would pop out like two gigantic watermelons.

When the class ended, while exiting class, she tried to look for Shelly and tell her what she had done, but she couldn’t find her.

She walked to her locker, and felt a warm, wet hand on her elbow.

“We know what you did. And you’re gonna have to pay for the damages, y’know.”

It were the pervy boys, Arianne froze and didn’t knew what to do, if she tried to escape, they’d do something even worse than whatever they were planning, with all her will power, made words come out of her mouth, in dangerous situations, she used her “social aptitude” to save herself.

“I-I j-just…ummm…wrinkled a-a… piece of p-paper...” she said, incredibly nervous to whatever could happen to her. She was blushing hard, and kept her arms on her breasts to protect her of anything the boys did.

“You don’t realize how valuable that piece of paper was? It belonged to a notebook made from cherry tree that was property of Kenny’s grandfather, you know his full name? KENNY.WASHINGTON. “ Yelled Kent, the self-proclaimed leader of the pervert boys.

Arianne left out a small chuckle, she knew that kid’s last name wasn’t what they proclaimed it was. They all gasped, she truly had spilled the last droplet in their glass.

“That’s it. That’s fucking it. You’re going down. We we’re going to dox you on Twitter, but now, you’re suffering actual consequences.