Locker room

Gracie left the two women to their fun in the shower and walked around an isle of lockers in the changing room to where two girls were getting changed ready to go to the gym. They both looked in their early 20s and instantly gave off that rich girl vibe or maybe it was just the one girl's fake tits. With time frozen around them Gracie could get as close and personal as she wanted and strode up to the women. The first, a bottle blonde was in the process of taking off a blue sweater and was naked below the waist. The other girl had jet black hair had on a sports bra which clung to her obviously fake tits. Her leggings were around her ankles and was wearing a pair of plaid panties.

Gracie felt the girl's tits and thought to herself, 'Yep, these are definitely fake.' She pulled the women's panties high up her crack and moved her friend, the blonde, behind placing one of her hands around the panties' waistband. Gracie slipped the other hand under the sports bra so that the girl would get a nice feel of her friend's fake tits. Next Gracie shoved the black-haired girl's fingers so that they ended up sliding deep into her pussy.

When time restarted Gracie heard a howl from the other side of the lockers from the black-haired girl who was clearly feeling the full pain of the wedgie. "What the hell you creep!" She screamed at her friend who was struggling to get her hand out of the sports bra. "This is the last time I ever go anywhere with you and why is my hand wet!" She shouted furiously unknowingly waving around her own fluids.

Before the other woman could react, Gracie decided to teach the bitch a lesson by stripping the black-haired girl of her sports bra and panties and tying her hands behind her back and around a pole so she wouldn't be able to escape. When time restarted once more the girl couldn't process what was going on or the switch of location. She panicked when she realised she was completely naked facing the open door out to the hallway. "Hey... uh Tracey I didn't mean any of that stuff I said just please untie me and find my clothes NOW!"

"What happened to not being around me?" She said while still trying to figure out herself what just happened. "I think it would be better if I just took your clothes with me." Said Tracey, tired of her friends voice. She walked towards a locker, locking her normal clothes and the other women's clothes and sportswear in the locker, making sure to take the key.

"YOU BITCH!" She screamed as Tracey laughed at the sight of the rich snob thrashing around on the ground showing off her fake tits to anyone that walked past the changing room door.

"See you after gym yeah?" Tracey said sarcastically, while walking out.