The panty parade

"Hey," said Hank, looking towards the bright lights of Sideshow Alley. He could hear laughing, and squeals. A lot of people seemed to be having a great time, and a few people didn't.

"Dunno," said one of the other football players, who was sitting on a rock behind the Haunted House, drinking in a beer. "Man, this carnival sucks. I haven't seen anything cool yet at all."

"You're just not looking. Want to come and see what this is?"

"Nah. It's probably lame."

"Whatever," said Hank, getting up and walking down the hill into Sideshow Alley. A broad smile grew on his face as he saw what was going on.

Girls. Hot girls. With, and this was the part Hank couldn't quite believe, their boobies out.

But not just any girls. That was Mayor Peggy, leading the procession, marching down the street in just her frilly pink panties, face very red as her legs and arms were propelled along by some invisible **** she couldn't understand. She stopped, pivoted to face him, and saluted, her coconut-sized round tits bouncing just before his shocked eyes. Then her panties were jerked down around her thighs, for just long enough to let Hank see her pussy, and pulled back up, making her yelp as they rocketed up between her buttocks in an unmistakeably uncomfortable wedgie.

"Cool," said Hank. He watched as the next girl, Trixie Washington, was brought forward. "Hi, Trixie," he said, smirking at her, as she was similarly **** to salute him and give him a flash of her pussy. "Nice tits."

"Hank! You're unbelievable!"

"Hah! Is that you, Bonnie Driscoll? In your PANTIES?"

"No! Shut up!" Bonnie's cheeks blazed with fury as she was **** to salute Hank, her freckled full tits with their pink nipples on display for his inspection. He ogled her cheerfully, waiting for the inevitable.

Bonnie's panties were yanked all the way down around her ankles. She was spun around, bent over and **** to wiggle her bottom for Hank, who got a few good spanks in before her panties were pulled up and she was pushed back in line. Hank watched her go, smiling fondly to himself.

"Ah, Bonnie," he said. "Such a strong woman. Hey, Susie, is that you?"

"Oh my god, Hank! Don't look!"

The girls were marched all up and down Sideshow Alley, in just their panties, boobs bouncing freely as they strode across the grass in perfect time. They saluted, wiggled their hips and bent over, presenting their wedgied backsides as spanking targets to delighted strangers.

Finally, they were brought up onto a stage. Their panties were pulled down around their ankles, and they were **** to stand there for a full fifteen minutes before the spell wore off and they were finally able to move. The girls instantly yanked their panties up and fled, shrieking, across the carnival in all directions, towards whatever lascivious fate awaited them.