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Chapter 11 by VLADVLAD666

Does Donna Deal Well with Changes at School?

Takes a Lot of Getting Used To.

Donna was awaken by the girls who had drunk most all of the liquor in her apartment and were still either drunk or hung over, none in a good mood or pleased with her, or feeling forgiving for her plot against them. The fact that she was tied tauntly spread-eagled on her bed, naked and gagged, proved that to her, as well as the fact that she was awoken by Luisa pinching her Nipples and Isabella slapping her upper thigh, hard! The girls had then spent all day Saturday and Sunday at her apartment, tossing around idea's and finally deciding on the outfits Donna would wear to school for the remaining, toughest two weeks of her life!

For Monday, since it was still disgustingly hot and humid; the girls had decided on **** cut-off denim shorts. But not just any shorts, they took the one pair of extra jeans she'd bought in the Barrio for winter wear, and took scissors to them, turning them the smallest shorts she'd ever seen, and certainly tinier than any she'd ever her worn! The end result was a tiny denim bikini, consisting of a waistband, a zipper, and inch wide strip that started at the base of the zipper, went between her legs and up her butt showing a lot more skin that most of her bikini's and a tee short that had been 'donated' by one of the smaller Latina's in the class, Rosa! That left Donna stretching a small tee shirt to the limits! Then topped the outfit off with a pair of heels from the thrift store that were half a size too small and had 6 inch heels! After dinner Sunday night, which Donna was **** to eat on her knees at the feet of her students, who alternated between shoveling food into Donnas mouth and forcing her to eat a sandwhich they **** into her mouth. Then, Donna was made to dress in her new 'School Outfit'; and she was driven back to Luisa's sisters apartment, so she could the walk the short distance to school with the rest if the girls, in the morning. Donna spent her night tied to the bed next to her student, Luisa who took full advantage the sluts helplessness to add to her humiliation! Luisa's hands explored at random just to surprise Donna and press on the bulge of the two sex toys she was still stuffed with.

Morning came all too soon for Donna and the two block walk to school surrounded by her 11 'fellow' students. The girls were all dressed in at least jeans and tanks, while Donna was painted into tiny cut-off shorts and a tee shirt so small it was not only skin tight and stretched to the point of being see-through. The short walk to school was a greater challenge than Donna expected; since with every step, not only did her feet hurt, but her ass felt like it was on fire as the other girls were constantly slapping and pinching her ass, feeling her up and slapping at her big tits!

On entering the school building, Donna felt like she stepping into a sauna between the heat and the humidity, but that was nothing compared to her shock when she reached her classroom, only to find Bella tucking her black hair up under a blonde wig and wearing the dress slacks and top that Donna had brought in the pervious Friday in case the new Principal was a stickler for the rules.

With a grin on her lips, Bella turned to the girls and tossed them a black wig that soon had Donna's long blonde hair tucked under in and pinned firmly into place, and Donna was shoved into an ancient desk that was smaller than most, lower to the ground, with a ancient wooded seat that was more splinters than wood! Donna's seat was positioned so she sat in the sun and was soon dripping sweat, while she was surrounded by the other girls, so she got the least air from the box fans, while soaking up the sun, so Donna was sweating like a Pig as she was **** to sit, and her class and teacher demanded she sit up straight, her legs wouldn't fit under the desk, so Bella made Donna sit with her knees spread wide so her legs were outside the low desk, and the desk being so small, Donna's ample breasts were sitting on the top of the wooden, lift up desk.

Does Meeting the Principal Go Well?

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