Lucky Misfortune: Millie's St. Patty's Day Debacle

Millie Kessler hurried through the halls of Blissfield Valley High School, her blue sundress swaying with each hurried step. The morning sun filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow over the bustling corridors. As she navigated the sea of students, Millie couldn't help but notice the abundance of green attire adorning her classmates. It took her a moment to realize the significance – it was St. Patrick's Day. A nervous giggle escaped her lips as she glanced down at her own outfit, a blue sundress adorned with small white polka dots, paired with a brown and beige striped cardigan. White sneakers adorned her feet, completing the ensemble. However, there was one crucial detail missing – she wasn't wearing any green.

Millie's heart sank as the realization dawned on her. How could she have forgotten? She mentally scolded herself for overlooking such a simple tradition. But then, she reasoned, it couldn't be that big of a deal, could it? Brushing off her initial concern, Millie attempted to reassure herself as she continued toward her first-period class. "It's fine," she muttered under her breath, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "I'll just have to deal with a few pinches, that's all. It's not like anyone will notice."

Just as Millie rounded the corner, she found herself face to face with her three biggest bullies. Their eyes lit up with mischief as they noticed her lack of green attire, a devious grin spreading across their faces. Before Millie could react, two of them lunged forward, seizing her by the arms and holding her firmly in place. She struggled against their grasp, her heart pounding in her chest as panic set in. She knew they definitely weren't just gonna give her a few pinches – it was about to become something much worse. Her mind raced as she searched for a way out of the situation, but she was outnumbered and overpowered. All she could do was brace herself for whatever humiliation they had in store.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" one of the bullies taunted, a sinister glint in their eye as they observed Millie's attire. "Looks like little Millie forgot to wear her green today." Her companions chuckled in agreement, tightening their grip on Millie's arms as she squirmed uncomfortably. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she braced herself for their next move. "Hey, maybe she's wearing green underwear," another bully suggested with a wicked grin. Before Millie could protest, they reached for the hem of her skirt, their fingers eagerly tugging at the fabric.

Millie's eyes widened in horror as her skirt was lifted, exposing her pale blue panties adorned with adorable dog paw patterns. The fabric stretched tightly across her hips, digging into her soft flesh, accentuating every curve and crevice. A small tuft of blonde pubic hair peeked out the top. She bit back a whimper of embarrassment, her cheeks burning with humiliation as the bullies laughed uproariously at her expense.

"I think we need to be a bit more thorough," one of the bullies suggested, a malicious glint in their eye. Without hesitation, they produced a pair of scissors from their pocket, the metallic glint sending a shiver down Millie's spine. She watched in horror as they approached, the cold steel of the scissors slicing through her clothing like butter. First went her brown and beige striped cardigan, the fabric falling to the ground in tatters. Then her beloved blue sundress, the delicate material torn apart with ruthless precision.

With a final snip, her white t-shirt was reduced to ribbons, leaving her clad only in her tight blue panties and white sneakers. Her small breasts were exposed for all to see, Millie stood before them, clad only in her white sneakers and panties. Her cheeks were flushed with humiliation, her petite frame trembling with fear as she awaited their next move.

Millie winced as she realized she couldn't even shield her modesty, her arms pinned firmly at her sides by the bullies who held her in place. She felt utterly exposed, every inch of her bare chest on display for the entire school to see. "Well, would you look at that," one of the bullies sneered, their gaze lingering on Millie's exposed chest. "I always knew Kessler was flat as a board, but this is just pathetic."

Her companions laughed cruelly, their mocking words echoing in Millie's ears as she fought back tears of humiliation. She wished she could disappear, to escape this nightmare and never look back. "Hey, where's your bra, Kessler?" another bully taunted, their voice dripping with malice. "Oh wait, I forgot – with those mosquito bites, you probably don't need one anyway."

Millie's cheeks burned with shame as she endured their relentless taunts, her entire body trembling with humiliation. She longed to disappear, to escape this nightmare and never look back.

"Hold on a minute," one of the bullies said, a wicked gleam in their eye. "What if she's hiding something green down there?"

Millie's eyes widened in horror as she realized what they were implying. Before she could protest, the bully brandished the scissors once more, the cold metal glinting menacingly in the harsh fluorescent light. "No, please!" Millie begged, her voice trembling with fear. But her pleas fell on deaf ears as the bully moved in for the final blow, the blade slicing through her tight blue panties with alarming ease. With a sudden snap, the fabric gave way, sending her panties flying off with surprising speed. Millie gasped as the sudden release caused her to stumble forward, her little round ass bouncing slightly as she struggled to maintain her balance.

She stood before them, completely exposed, her pussy on full display for the entire school to see. Her lips were pink and glistening with arousal, A small tuft of blonde pubic hair adorned her mound, a stark contrast to the smooth skin surrounding it. She felt utterly exposed, every inch of her most intimate self laid bare for the world to see. Millie felt her face flush with embarrassment as she realized just how **** she was. She closed her eyes, praying for the ground to swallow her whole and spare her from any further humiliation.

The crowd that had gathered to witness Millie's humiliation grew larger by the second, their whispers and laughter filling the air as the bullies reveled in their torment. But they weren't done yet – not by a long shot.

"We're gonna give you another shot," one of the bullies announced with a wicked grin. "And this time, we're gonna look even deeper to make sure you're not hiding anything green." Millie's heart sank as she realized what they had in mind, her cheeks burning with shame as she braced herself for what was to come. But before she could protest, the two bullies holding her arms bent her body down, leaving her ass up in the air for all to see.

The bully with the scissors put them away, their hands reaching out to spread Millie's ass cheeks apart, exposing her most intimate area to the hungry eyes of the crowd. Millie whimpered in humiliation, her face flushing with embarrassment as she felt the cool air against her exposed skin.

Then, as if that wasn't enough, the two bullies holding Millie's arms moved to her legs lifted her up and spread them apart, leaving her pussy on full display for the entire school to see. She squirmed helplessly, her cheeks burning with shame as she felt the eyes of her classmates boring into her most private parts.

And just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, the bully who had spread her ass cheeks moved to the front, their fingers reaching out to spread her pussy lips apart. Millie gasped in shock as she felt the intimate touch, her body betraying her with a soft moan of pleasure. The bully inspected every inch of her most sensitive area, their fingers probing and prodding as they "searched" for any sign of green. Millie closed her eyes in humiliation, unable to bear the shame of being exposed in such a humiliating manner.

"Well, would you look at that," one of the bullies remarked with a smirk. "Doesn't seem like Millie's hiding any green on her after all." Her companions chuckled in agreement, their hands still firmly gripping Millie's arms and legs as she lay helplessly before them. But their amusement was short-lived as they turned their attention back to their victim. "You know what that means, Millie," one of the bullies taunted, their fingers reaching out to pinch her sensitive nipples. Millie gasped in shock as pain and pleasure shot through her body, her back arching instinctively in response.

The other bullies joined in, their hands exploring every inch of her exposed flesh as they elicited gasps and moans of pleasure from their captive audience. From her nipples to her ass, no part of Millie's body was off-limits as they mercilessly teased and taunted her. But it didn't stop there – soon, even her most intimate area was subjected to their cruel touch, their fingers probing and pinching as they reduced her to a quivering mess of pain and arousal.

And as the rest of the crowd joined in, pinching and prodding at her exposed skin, Millie felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy and despair. She panted and moaned, her body writhing in pleasure as she struggled to endure the overwhelming sensations.

But when it was all said and done, Millie found herself on the floor, clad only in her white sneakers and surrounded by the tattered remnants of her shredded clothing. She panted heavily, her body slick with sweat as she lay there, utterly spent and unable to move. St. Patrick's Day had started off like any other, but for Millie Kessler, it had become a nightmare beyond her wildest imagination. And as she lay there, exposed and humiliated.