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If I was gonna put these girls in their place, why not make that place on my cock? I rose from my table, getting Jeanie's attention off her own cleavage and over to the bullying group, her eye's gleaming with potential punishments. "Oh, this'll be fun. Let's have these girls go down and get pegged." that wasn't the phrase, but there was no time to educate her. These girls were getting on a roll, and their target looked ready to bolt from the situation. I grabbed Jeanie by a chain, in case I needed an invisible cohort. I ignored her gasping moan as I tugged her along, balancing my food tray in my other hand. I had an idea to insert myself into the situation, as long as this girl caught on quickly. I guess I could just make her catch on. I reached the table, getting the admiring attention of the bitches, but the shy girl didn't notice as she had pulled her sweater hood up, trying to hide her shame.

"Pardon me, ladies. Mind if I sit with my girlfriend?" All the women looked at me in absolute shock, especially my new girlfriend, who was looking at me like a guardian angel, while the bullies looked at me like I was blind. I placed my tray at the seat across from the sitting girl, who, if she wasn't already blushing, would be crimson from my bold actions. The three standing ladies hadn't stepped back from the table, so I took the time to examine them.

The head bitch was the classic blonde Barbie, hair perfectly styled and flattering makeup on her perfect face. She took care of herself in the way a spoiled rich kid can afford to, her body toned from a personal trainer and sculpted by a plastic surgeon. Her right hand woman was of a similar build but slightly smaller in all ways, a natural beauty that she knew how to show off. Her brown hair was tied in two messy buns, and she stood a few inches shorter than the leader. The third girl caught my attention the most, because she seemed the most uncomfortable by her friends actions, tagging along to avoid being a target herself. She was a petite girl, her bright eyes hidden behind round frames, Her jet black hair was braided and hanging over her shoulder, where she fiddled with it anxiously. She was the shortest of the three girls, and didn't seem to come from the same tax bracket as her friends, dressed less expensively than the showy girls. All three were decked out in the day's purchases, looking like a bunch of mean girls.

"Umm, did you say girlfriend? You're with her?" Before the Ring's changes to my physique, I probably looked more like someone who could be seen as her boyfriend, but to these shallow girls, I was out of her league. Used to being in control the leader was doing the talking for the group. Cute. "Wow, that's so sweet of you to give her a chance." She thought she was complimenting me, but it just made me want to punish her more. She smiled coyly, trying to flirt with me in front of my girlfriend. "But maybe you'd rather have someone that would look better on your arm. Or on something else?" She easily could be, but it was gonna be on my terms, and she'd earn it the hard way.

"No thanks. Don't wanna catch anything." I smiled, grabbing my intended chair and slowly inching it out, forcing the girls to awkwardly relocate to the side of the table. Their look of indignation seemed to make my new girlfriend a little happier and she was now revealing her face enough for me to look at her. I understood why Jeanie had described her as plain. She seemed to be wearing minimal makeup, maybe just foundation and concealer, that smoothed out her pale skin. She had a cute, slightly upturned nose, and sparkling emerald eyes that searched mine for some explanation. I gave her a quick wink and took her hand tenderly. "Thanks for getting the table, baby. Are these your friends?" I played dumb for a bit to see just what kind of ladies these three were. Jeanie has perched her chain clad ass on the table, feet on a chair, observing.

"N-no, uh, sweetie, they're some girls from Uni." The shy girl had a timid voice, though how much of that was just embarrassment was still TBD. Her eyes darted to the trio at our side, who were starting to look flustered themselves. She gestured to each girl in turn, from lowest to highest rank. "Lin, Tiffany, and Laney." Each gave me a wave or flirty wink upon introduction. They really thought they could still save this.

"Oh, come, Annie! We consider you a friend." Laney chirped. Thank God they said her name before I had to. Their previous mocking tones were replaced by gooey friendliness now that there was a witness, but I could get the real answers from them easily.

"Really?" I act surprised. "Now, be honest," I command the ladies, feeling the ring heat up from three simultaneous commands, "how do you guys usually spend time together?" Time to see what these girls were guilty of.

"Oh, usually we find her minding her own business and make fun of her." Tiffany answered, her fake cheery voice betrayed by her words. The other three women look at her in shock as she realized what she confessed. "I mean! because we think she's so ugly, you know?" Her hands flew to her mouth in fear of her honesty. Laney glared daggers at her friend who shriveled under the gaze, taking a more defensive position like the still quiet Lin. The leader decided to step back in and fix her friend's blunder.

"What I'm sure Tiff meant to say was, we taunt her for having no curves and no fashion sense." Now the blonde looked shocked at her word choice, losing her confident smirk. The truthful girls looked at each other, then to their quiet third, expecting her to fix it. She gulped meekly and tried to.

"Well, I usually just tag along because I don't want to make myself a target. I'm at least able to meet their standards." Lin slammed her mouth shut after she confessed to the table. Unlike her blushing companions, her face paled as she saw her social life crumble before her eyes. Annie was in awe at hearing them admit their deeds after claiming to be friends, turning her attention to the man who was helping her. Now that we'd established these ladies weren't all friends, I could start an appropriate punishment.