at the prom

Henrietta hid in the bleachers of the college gym, smiling nefariously as she heard the excited chit-chatting prom-goers start to enter.

Henrietta had always been the unpopular girl at her college. Nerdy and shy, she was the person everyone either spoke badly of behind her back, or just outright insulted as she walked down the hallway.

But tonight, she would have her ****.

For tonight, it was the college prom night. Everyone had been looking forward to this all month, students asking each other out. As usual, Henrietta had no one ask her out and the boys she asked either outright refused in disgust or tried to hide their **** and let her down slowly. After a comment too many at her expense, years of built up anger had reached it's breaking point.

This year, she would make them all pay.

Her plan was simple. She sent weeks designing a trap using many ropes and buckets full of itching powder she bought from a gag store. After perfecting it, she snuck in the locked gym an hour early to set it up with a pulley system, the trap being hidden from view until it was too late.

With 15 minutes to spare, she grabbed the rope and pulled it along with her behind the bleachers, snickering all the while.

And that leads us to the current moment, where everyone wag laughing and joking as they entered the huge hall, students and their dates flirting and slowly making their way to the tables with punch and appetizers.

From within the mass of conversations, Henrietta heard jabs at her and how she wasn't there because she was probably back at home feeding her pet shrimp or some other nerdy, dorky stuff. She fumed, yet had to calm herself as she knew that sweet, sweet **** was coming.

As the students spread throughout the hall and were getting comfortable, she sprung her trap.

"Arrghhh!" Came the yells of the students as the ropes were released and buckets of itching powder fell onto the room like snow, Henrietta safe from beneath the bleachers. She grinned as she peeked through the gaps to see all the students panicking and scratching themselves. The dignified past prom queens and candidates yelping as they grit their teeth, scratching themselves until it got so unbearable they tore off their clothes for some relief, exposing their fat breasts and perky nipples. Henrietta giggled as the girls realised what they did, freaking out while the boys whistled at them while scratching.