Liar Liar Pants on Fire

"Let's teach her a lesson," said Megan.

"What are you going to do?" asked Cole.

"Liar, Liar, pants on fire," said Etta.

"Very childish, so...ow! What the fuck?"

"Your ass on fire?"

Cole stood up and started rubbing her ass. "What did you do?"

"What's wrong?"

"My ass! It feels like it's on fire! What did you do?"

"Take off your shoes and pants."

Cole kicked off her shoes. "What's going on? Why am I obeying you?" she kicked off the other shoe and started to undo her pants. "Stop this! Help me!"

The girls just laughed as Miss Cole stripped off her pants, leaving her in her white cotton panties with pink and blue flowers.

"Now remove your blazer, blouse, and bra," said Lilith.

"Please, whatever you're doing, stop. Oh god my ass!"

Soon Miss Cole was in her panties, rubbing her ass and pleading with the girls to stop tormenting her.

"You can no longer lie...." said Lilith.

"Unless you are in a life-or-**** situation," said Etta.

"Tell you what, put your shoes and blazer back on," said Lilith.

"I'm begging you, stop doing this to me!" said Miss Cole.

After she had her shoes and blazer on, the girls continued. "The only thing that will stop the burning is to cool your butt in the fountain outside of Bryceland Hall and soak it for ten minutes. Now leave your office, walk outside and circle this building twice."

Miss Cole left her office.

"Oh," said Lilith. "I put another curse on her: The Cassandra Curse: No one will believe a word she says, so even if she blames us for what she's doing, no one will believe her, unless of course it's life-or-****."

The girls walked outside. They saw Miss Cole being upbraided by an older woman. "This is outrageous. How dare you strut around like that."

Cole saw the three girls walk out of her office. "It's those three! They cursed me. My ass feels like it's on fire, and they made me strip."

"Hmph, what a ridiculous story. Get your act together, or I'll report you to the dean." The older woman turned and stormed off.