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Chapter 7 by Milk5hakes Milk5hakes

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Tracy Returns

Renee had fallen asleep draped on the tree, with commands written on her nubile body. The wind kept spinning her, causing the redhead to find comfort in her dreams. Where she was clothed again, at her locker, when Trey, the dreamy, muscle bound hunk of a football captain was asking her out to homecoming.

But before she could answer, a jolt to her butt caused Renee to wake up shouting a quick mmf into her tape. After another few short sharp slaps to her buttocks, Renee finally heard a large group of howls and laughter.

"Man two full moons out tonight!"

"Yeah, I'll spank that alright."

"Who's the bitch who pissed off Tracy this time?!"

"Hey girl...friend of mine at STBY told me you were here. So I brought some friends!" Tracy smirked as she continued to bring her palm against the ginger's pale bum.

"Boys, who wants to see what's between the cheeks?!" Tracy's snarky voice questioned the crowd Renee couldn't see at all, who was looking at her most treasured privates.

She could feel Tracy pull her cheeks apart, and hear oooos, aaaas, and the loudest in her mind, camera snaps. After letting go of her buttocks, she pushed them upward and gave them a final swat.

"Who wants to see the front?!" Tracy announced as she spun Renee towards the audience before they could answer. To her ever growing horror, she instantly recognized the crowd as the football team and cheerleaders of Oakvale Heights High.

"Yo, look at that cute patch of fuzz!"

"Knew she didn't shave, but god damn, she has a rack and a half.."

"Yo Tracy, give us a better look at dat tuna!"

The comments continued as the blushing beauty could only stare at their shocked faces. Most adorned with jaws dropped, including some of the cheerleaders, as Renee continued to show off her big, round, chest shaking with fear at the group. In the center, Renee saw the man of her dreams. Trey was smiling ear to ear, laughing hysterically with his phone towards her uncovered form, recording a live stream for his Insta followers.

"So, fellas, what should we do with the student body president?" Tracy grinned from ear to ear looking over at Renee, who was pleadingly looking at Tracy for any kind of mercy.

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