Unseen Vengeance

Nicole slid the side door open, looking around as she and the others stepped out of the van. "Who's out there?!"

"What if it's Wenda playing her stupid pranks on us again?" Sandra asked, looking around.

"How could she knock on the door with her hands tied behind her?" Micheal asked in annoyance.

Nicole was about to say something when she felt her shirt being ripped off her, leaving her in her black thong... And hot pink bra!

"Whoa! What the hell?!" Nicole shrieked, throwing her arms over her breasts. She growled as she looked around and saw her shirt floating a few yards in front of her. "Wenda! If you thought I was going to make your life hell before, I -"

*SLAP!*

"YIPE!" Lucy screamed as she jumped, feeling someone deliver a hard kick to her ass. "That wasn't funny the first time, you bitch!"

"Wait... If that's... Then who..." Micheal asked as he looked between the floating shirt and the punk rock chick rubbing her ass. "How can she be in two places at the same -"

Before Micheal could even finish, an invisible **** grabbed his pants and yanked them down to his ankles, causing the three women to laugh hysterically.

"Cold tonight, huh, Baldy?" Sandra cackled.

Micheal looked down... And yelped as he saw both his pants and boxers around his ankles, exposing his three inch manhood. The man chuckled sheepishly as he threw his hands over his small shame and bent down to pick up his pants...

Only to let out a yelp as the invisible **** knocked him to the ground, ripping both his pants and underwear off his feet.

Sandra and Lucy cackled like mad until they both felt tugs on their own clothes; Sandra on her pants and Lucy on her shirt.

"Oh no you don't!" Lucy shouted as she swung her right fist... Hitting Sandra in the stomach. With a sheepish chuckle she said, "Uh... Oops?"

"Oh, I'll give you an 'oops', Bitch!" Sandra growled as she lunged forward... Falling right out of her pants and underwear as they were ripped right off her.

"Ha! Nice butt, Fat Ass!" Micheal laughed as he got to his feet.

"Ah, cram it, Peewee!" Sandra snarled as she pulled her shirt down in an attempt to hide her womanhood.

"Alright, Bitch! Where are you?!" Nicole shouted.

By this point, a small crowd of people had stopped from all the yelling, some unknowingly filming the group as they watched what was going on with their knowledge.

Nicole was about to turn around when she heard a yelp, witnessing Lucy struggle as her shirt was being ripped off over her head... Exposing the Hello Kitty bra underneath.

"Do you buy any of your clothes from the adult's section?" Sandra asked with a laugh... Which ended when she felt a slap to her ass.

"There you are!" Nicole snapped as she charged forward... Only noticing too late that her thong had been ripped off as she screeched to a halt, loosing her balance as she grabbed Lucy's bra and Michael's shirt, ripping both off as she fell flat on her face.

Lucy screeched at her topless state while Michael screamed at his nudity, both blushing crimson. Their blushes only deepened as they heard laughter coming from nearby, the entire group crying out in mortification as they finally saw the crowd.

"Give me your bra!" Lucy yelled at Nicole.

"Hell no! Give me your pants!" Nicole shouted back.

"That's it! I'm outta here!" Sandra yelled, turning to leave.

"Like hell you are, Bitch!" Nicole snapped as she grabbed Sandra's shirt, ripping it off her as well as her padded bra.

"No. Please! Not again!" Sandra cried out, blushing as her body was exposed once again.

Lucy suddenly paled as she felt two invisible hands grab the waistband of her pants and panties, gulping nervously. "Um... Parley?" She asked...

Before her last two garments fell to the ground, pooling at her ankles before being whisked off. Now the entire group was butt naked in front of a crowd that was laughing, jeering, catcalling, wolf whistling, and cheering at them!

Before everyone's eyes, the clothes seemed to gather up on their own before being tossed into the van, slamming the side door shut. Nicole covered herself and went to unlock the door when...

*BEEP! BEEP!*

At the noise, all four of Wenda's victims turned tormentors froze and turned to see the keys to the van dangling in mid air, almost tauntingly.

"Wenda..." Nicole said desperately as she eyed the keys. "Okay, you had your fun. And you know what, we learned our lesson, too."

"Yeah, I mean, my hair wasn't everything, right? It'll grow back."

"And bullying you though high school? L-let's just start over, huh? Extend the olive branch and be friends?"

"Yeah, and you know what? That Magician didn't deserve my mockery."

"And it's clear that we're going to be bigger sensations online than you are!" Nicole finished with a pleading expression. "So, how about you give us the keys back, let us get dressed again, and we can pretend that today never happened? Deal?"

The keys continued to dangle there for a second... Before being tossed into a storm drain.

"No!" Nicole screamed, running after them. However, a plunking sound made her heart sink as she looked up again. After a few seconds, she got to her feet and snarled. "You little -"

"RUN!" Lucy screamed as she, Sandra, and Micheal ran down an alley.

Confused, Nicole paled as she saw a police car screech to a halt in front of her, the crowd backing up a bit. This humiliation couldn't get any worse!

"NICOLE ANNA MARIE CONNERS!"

Nicole gasped as she looked up to see the police officer was a fuming older woman in her fifties glaring down at the younger woman.

"Mom?!"

"You are in serious trouble, Missy!" Officer Conners shouted as she grabbed Nicole by the ear and leaned her over the hood. As she cuffed the younger woman, however, Nicole noticed that her mother was sitting down on the hood.

"Uh, Mom? What are you..." Nicole began, only to gasp in horror once her mother slid her over her lap, the woman connecting the dots as tears of mortification ran down her face. "No. No! Mommy! Not here! Not while I'm naked! Not while people are filming me! MOMMY!"

"I thought you learned this lesson back when I booked you for streaking in college, but I guess you need a refresher." Officer Conners said as she raised a strong and firm hand up high.

"MOMMY NO!"

*SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!*

"It worked!" Sophie cheered as she and Oliver ran down the alleyway, coming to a stop as she embraced her partner. "It actually worked!"

"I know! Even I had my doubts for a second!" Oliver replied with a laugh as he hugged Sophie back...

Before the two simultaneously kissed each other, temporarily lost in the moment before snapping back to reality and backing away awkwardly.

"You... Uh," Oliver said awkwardly, clearing his throat. "You're a good kisser."

"T-thanks. Y-you too." Sophie replied, stammering a bit before clearing her throat. "Let's... Let's go find Wendy."

"Wait, look!" Oliver said as he pointed to Sandra, Lucy, and Micheal leaving the alleyway.

"Ooh! I am going to break that girl's neck if I ever see her again!" Sandra growled as she used a potted plant to cover herself while running down the alleyways.

Lucy was following close behind, using a trash can lid to cover her front and a sign that read 'Do Not Enter' covering her ass, while Micheal took the rear with only a newspaper to cover his shame.

"Oh, God! As if I wasn't gonna be mocked online before all this!" Lucy moaned, "I'd rather just be seen in my Care Bear undies."

"Wait... Look!" Micheal called out as he pointed to the church across the street. "Think she went in there to hide?"

"If not, at least there might be some robes we can borrow to continue our search." Lucy said as they crossed over.

Unaware of the invisible, naked couple behind them.

Wenda was in a panic as she sat in the confessional, hyperventilating as she shook like a leaf. That was when she noticed a loose nail on one of the walls, carefully positioning herself to loop the zip tie onto it. She wiggled and tugged her wrists for a few minutes until...

*SNAP!*

"Yes!" Wenda silently cheered, her hands now free from their restraints. However, her victory was short lived.

Wenda froze again as she heard footsteps outside the confessional. She closed her eyes at hearing the wooden creek of a door open, waiting for the inevitable. Not hearing any gasps or angered shouts, Wenda opened her eyes and looked around to see the door closed, causing her to sigh in relief.

"And what have you come to confess, My Child?"

"Eep!" Wenda squeaked, burning a bright red. Of course! She was in a confessional!

"Do not be alarmed or frightened, My Child." The Priest said softly. "You are in good hands."

"I... Uh..." Wenda stammered, thinking of a way out of this.