Saving Penny

Amy's cheeks are burning bright red as she hurries away from the cruel woman named Maria.

Who knows why that witch quite enjoys causing other women misery and suffering so much, but she clearly does. And now she has ammunition that she can use to severely damage Amy's reputation, and Amy is 100% confident that she's willing to use it.

Amy tries to put it out of her mind as she hurries towards the third floor bathroom, still dressed looking like, well, like a blowjob delivery girl. There's nothing else to call it.

Amy doesn't know what to expect as she quietly makes her way into the public toilets, but what she sees still manages to surprise and shock her.

Hanging from the cubicle stall's corner, dangling by her stretchy white briefs, is Penny.

Her own underwear is being used to suspend her off of the floor, and Amy watches mouth agape as Penny tries and fails to get any purchase on the stall wall behind her with her hands and lift herself up and away from the painful hanging wedgie. But there's absolutely no use. The underwear is pinned, hooked over the corner and held there by her entire body weight. That entire body weight is being held up by the fabric that is tightly digging into her crotch and butt crack. It must be a truly horrendous sensation to experience for even a few seconds, never mind how many minutes Penny has presumably been stuck like this.

Indeed, Penny is in tears, actively crying, Amy realizes. She rushes over to her, and Penny whimpers with audible relief.

"Oh thank god you're here! Harry got hold of you?"

"He did. I had to rush across campus dressed like this." Amy replies dryly.

"What? Why?!" Penny asks confused, looking Amy up and down, before shaking her head. "Whatever. Please, help me down, it hurts so much!"

"Right. Yeah. Of course." Amy says, and moves over to Penny's side, and pulls up on the briefs, which does absolutely nothing. Amy then just stands there, looking unsure.

"What are you waiting for?!" Penny squeals.

"Err... I don't really know how best to do this. It's completely wedged on there. I think I need to lift you up...?"

"Just... Just... Just... Do whatever!" Penny wails, squirming and panicking.

"Right. Um..." Amy moves back around to Penny's front, and moves her hands awkwardly towards her, trying to work out where to hold her to try and lift her upwards.

And then, her phone rings. And it's not her normal ringtone, it's a special tune, an ancient classic slut anthem called 'Wet Ass Pussy', which she'd set specifically for when Drake rings, to make sure that she doesn't miss it, and also because her Sentinel confirmed that she'd help stave off earning another Frigidity Point today if she did that.

"Ah shit. I'm sorry, I have to take this. I'll be quick." Amy says as she reaches for her phone, and answers the call.

"What?!" Penny squeals, flabbergastered that Amy would leave her stuck like this while she answered a phone call.

"Heyyyyy!" Amy says in a flirty, cutesy voice down the phone.

"Of course I was serious! You better be there are 8pm sharp, big boy." Amy continues, sluttily, as Penny watches her with an open mouth.

"Ooh, kinky! But yeah, we can totally do that, if you want. In fact, it sounds kinda hot~" Amy is talking like only a poorly acting porn star would, but, hey, that's pretty much the job description at this point.

"Looking forward to it. Bye, handsome."

Amy hangs up the call. "Sorry about that. It's a contract thing. Don't ask."

"Whatever! Just get me down!" Penny sobs.

"Okay, err, maybe if I..." Amy meshes her fingers together and forms a platform with both of her hands, which Penny is then able to stand on and push herself upwards. Now that her body weight isn't on the panties, she can reach up and unhook them. She then hops gingerly to the ground.

"Ah fuck, my poor asscrack... Ahhh... Ahhhh... AAAAAH!" Penny wails with pain even more as she tenderly picks at the panties until they are dislodge from her buttcrack. Amy can see from where she's standing that there's a huge red mark.

"This is so horrible. I can't believe Maria did this to you." Amy mutters angrily.

"It's fucking shit. I didn't think about how she could leave me in a horrible situation like that when her bullying time is over. I should have known, though, considering that her forfeit if she can't get me to break the contract would put her in a simialrly inescapable predicament."

Amy decides she doesn't even want to know what that is.

"So, um, you're going to potentially need rescuing every day, aren't you?" Amy points out gently.

"...I guess so." Penny reluctantly agrees.

"So, then, maybe having friends isn't such a bad idea after all?" Amy smiles weakly.

"...I guess." Penny grumbles.

"Well, you don't have to be such a grump about it." Amy says stroppily. "I kind of prefer friends that are enthusiastic about being my friend."

"No offense... It's just... A woman that turns up with used condoms hanging out of her clothing, and has already got herself into what looks like multiple contracts that **** her to live like a total slut... That's not exactly my first choice in a close friend."

"Well beggars can't be choosers, Penny. Maybe I should ignore your calls tomorrow and then see how you feel about being my friend the day after." Amy pouts angrily.

Penny sighs. "Look, I appreciate..."

She hesitates before continuing. "I'll do my best to be your friend, okay." She still sounds very sullen.

"What the hell is your problem?" Amy asks, now rather annoyed.

"I. Don't. Want. To. Be. A. Slut!" Penny harrumphs. "But this fucking academy, or the universe, or something, keeps making it more and more difficult to avoid... This!" She gestures at Amy's outfit. "I can't seem to escape the fucking weird sex nonsense going on here. You being in my life, looking like that, is a constant reminder that I'm just delaying the inevitable."

"Yeah, well, that makes two of us that hate this sex nonsense." Amy says, still frosty, but less so. "Let's not forget who the real enemy is here."

Penny nods. "Maria." She says, at the same time that Amy says "The perverts."

"The dickheads. The bullies. The wannabe abusers." Amy offers.

"The backstabbers." Penny adds, with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Agreed." Amy offers Penny a hand.

Penny looks at it, and pauses for only a brief moment before shaking it.

"Friends." Amy says.

"Friends." Penny replies, still sounding only half-committed.