Agnes pulls Ellie’s pants down

Agnes glared at Ellie as she stood there. Suddenly, Agnes reached over and yanked on Ellie’s pants. Angela and Agnes both burst into fits of laughter as Ellie’s My Little Pony underwear. Ellie blushed as she reached to cover the front, but Angela grabbed her arms, pulling them back. “You think you’re so tough,” Angela growled. “Mocking us, making fun of us, telling lies to our parents, but now that you’re all alone, I want to see you try to fight us in your pathetic pony panties.”

Angela grabbed hold of the back of Ellie’s panties and yanked up hard. Ellie squeak as the old panties yanked up, and buried itself between her butt cheeks, exposing them almost completely as Angela carried her to a coat hook on the wall and put the back of the underwear through the hook. Ellie squeaked as Agnes took a picture of Ellie hanging, feet dangling as she lost control of the twins. “Wait, please. Don’t hurt me,” Ellie pleaded.

“What’s wrong? Losing your bravado already?” Angela said.

Agnes whispered to Angela. Angela smiled and then smirked. “Well, Ellie, if you want down. I think we can strike a deal.”

“What deal?” Ellie asked.

“We’re in charge for the rest of the summer. We have already proven we’re stronger than you. So, if you agree that we’re in charge, then we’ll let you down and we’ll proceed as your babysitters. But if you don’t want to do that, then we can leave you here and you can get down on your own or whenever those panties rip,” Agnes said.

“Go to Hell,” Ellie spat.

“That’s not very nice,” Angela said as she reached over and pulled Ellie’s baggy shirt off.

The twins burst out laughing as they eyed the padded bra and slim wrap. “No way,” Agnes giggled. “You really think this thing works?”

Agnes poked at the white fabric around Ellie’s stomach. “Let’s see the results,” Angela said as she pulled the wrap off.

Ellie squirmed as her stomach bulged out. “Please,” Ellie cried. “I’m sorry. Just let me go. I’ll do whatever you want. Just please let me go.”

“We’re past that point now,” Angela said. “Now let’s see what you’re made of.”

Angela pulled Ellie’s padded bra off letting the inserts fall to the ground as Ellie’s little marshmallow mounds came into view. Her nipples were at full attention much to her embarrassment. “Please. I’ve learned my lesson, don’t leave me here,” Ellie pleaded. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

Angela turned to Agnes. “I’ll leave it up to you.”