Sealing her fate.

Jordan takes a few steps forward as she hangs her head low.

“Hold it slut. Why is your shirt down?” Bella asked

“I… umm...I...” Jordan mumbled

“Spit it out whore.” Bella demanded

Without words, Jordan slowly lifted her shirt revealing her skirt which is now just 2 inches from showing off her pussy

“Oh. wow. Figures a slut like you would have such a revealing outfit. Well. You really aren’t going to like this next part.” Bella says smirking

“Ple...please Bella, Let me be! I’ll do anything. Just let me be!” Jordan begged

“Hmm… ok. Do 5 more favors for me. I’ll leave you alone.” Bella said

“Deal!” Jordan without hesitation shouted.

“Good. Now your first of the five favors. Give me your underwear.” Bella said

“I don’t have any on…” Jordan whispered

“What was that?” Bella asked

“I don’t have any on!” Jordan said sternly

“Oh… well, I assume the one who made your skirt like that, also took your underwear.” Bella said “Well. I guess, take off your shirt.”

“I c..c...can't do that.” Jordan whimpered

“A deal is a deal,” Bella said

“B..but...but…” Jordan said giving up. She slowly raised her shirt above her head and took it off.

“I almost forgot you were a B-cup. Laughable.” Bella said

“Your second favor is wearing this shirt,” Bella said as she reached into a plastic bin and pulled out a widened mesh shirt toddler size.

She hands it to Jordan and Jordan pulls it over her head. The shirt catches on her shoulders and can’t pull it down further.

“I..it doesn’t fit,” Jordan said

“Not my problem. Make it fit.” Bella exclaimed

“I need. Help.” Jordan muttered

“Well, you’ll have to ask Tommy. I am not helping you.” Bella said turning her back

“Tommy. Please help.” Jordan said lowering her head

“Uhh.. sure. But you have to do something for me.” Tommy said

“What…” Jordan asked

“Give me your thigh highs and let me pinch your boobs,” Tommy said smiling

“But… that's two things!” Exclaimed Jordan

“Don’t care,” Tommy said smirking

“Fine. Help me with the shirt first please,” Jordan said

Tommy walked over and helped Jordan pull the shirt down. Right after doing that he wasted no time and grabbed Jordan's nipples, squeezed and twisted them. The tight mesh allowed for clear viewing of her nipples. Jordan is brought down to her knees as she wheezes in pain from Tommy’s nipple twists. Tommy lets go.

RRRRRiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggggggggg The bell rings loud as they all temporary divert their attention

“Well. Take off your thigh highs.” Tommy says

“Ok…” Jordan whimpers as she takes off her Doc Martens. Jordan rolls off her first thigh high and then the other. She gives them to Tommy. Jordan takes time looking down at her new attire. Her sore nipples poke through the mesh and it just barely goes over her boobs. Leaving anyone to look at her skirt situation.

“I….I've done everything… leave me be.” Jordan demanded

“You still have 3 more favors to do.” Bella said “Those will come at a later time though. Have fun being late to class whore.”

Bella walks away with Tommy walking ahead. Tommy is much more confident after getting a good feel of Jordan's nipples. Jordan stands up and debates ditching school and walking the long trek home or continuing.