make miss perfect mess up, one way or the other

“I handle this!”, proclaimed Etta proudly, which admittedly took both Lilith and Megan aback.

Etta wasn’t on Jenny’s shitlist. She was a nerd, for starters and a pretty damn smart one at that. Her grades were even about equal.

In fact, the two could even be called rivals.

Unfortunately, what could have been a nice wholesome relationship had two major hiccups.

First, Jenny was a teacher’s pet. And this was no exaggeration. While Jenny and Etta were equal on most subjects, Jenny easily surpasses her in any subject in which the grade was given on a pure subjective level.

Jenny knew whatever the teacher wanted her to say and parroted that out with perfection. Meanwhile, Etta didn’t find her own answers to be particularly inferior. It just wasn’t what the teacher wanted to hear.

For Etta, who had basically zero social awareness this gift Jenny possesses could have well been called magic on its own.

But it was the second grievance that really sealed the deal and that was Jenny’s treatment towards her friends. Chiefly her smug, obnoxious attitude towards anyone she deemed not as smart.

In short, she was the very definition of a middle manager who sucks up to her superior but treats her subordinate like crap.

She’s like Mr. Satan from Dragon Ball Z! Only much sexier and more intelligent.

Actually she is nothing like Mr. Satan, but anyways! Etta has to do something before Jenny gets shot and awakes Evil Buu.

“Ura meta para horahora ranran horohoro pi harara!”

Etta recited the level up chant from her favorite eroge and pointed at Jenny. Meanwhile both Megan and Lilith couldn’t help but cringe.

“Yes, very cute”, Jenny responded to that childish behavior with a sigh. “Would you mind terribly leaving me alone now?”

To both Lilith’s and Megan’s surprise Jenny didn’t even seem to realize what’s going on.

“Your not feeling any different?”, Lilith asked and Jenny sighed.

“Now, Miss delinquent, I do not. I know this is hard for you. But Santa Claus doesn’t exist. Neither does the Easter Bunny and neither do witches.”

“I know something else that doesn’t exist”, Lilith added with a smirk. “Your bladder control.”

For a moment, Jenny just stared at Lilith. What a juvenile response that was. But she should expect nothing less from this loser. Then however, she couldn’t help but notice a very...odd sense of warmth between her legs.

With a sense of dread she looked down and shrieked.

Her pants were positively drenched! And we aren’t talking about a small amount either! This was a veritable waterfall down there!

Jenny tried to stop herself but she just couldn’t! It felt like she had zero control over her bladder at all. It didn’t help that she was relatively full either. She planned to visit the toilet just before her class but it looks like she can spare herself the trip now!

Finally, completely beyond herself, she put both her scarf as well as her book over her legs to at least somewhat hide the evidence.

As for the three witches they found this scene very amusing. Even Megan, who isn’t particularly fond of this type of toilet humor and would have wished for a somewhat more ironic punishment couldn’t help but smirk at the very red face Jenny was sporting right now.

“What’s the matter?”, Lilith teased. “Mommy forgot to pack your diaper this morning?”

As for the orchestrator behind this mess, Etta was just standing there with a big grin on her face.

And there was indeed absolutely nothing Jenny could do. Like a deer in headlights her bladder didn’t stop until every single drop was expelled outwards. Not even her jeans but the bench she was sitting was now soaked forming a puddle so large that the witches took a step back.

Of course, now that the initial shock over this situation was over, Jenny’s fight or flight response kicked in with a vengeance. She choose flight but found herself stuck in place.

“Sorry about that”, Etta said with a giggle. “But this is for your own good, just sit tight for a little while longer. Don’t worry. We let you go soon.”

To keep her cool in this situation was borderline impossible. To wet herself in public was humiliating enough but to then have her body manipulated like that was almost too much to bear.

Unbeknownst to Jenny, Etta was actually not only manipulating her bladder but her mind as well. Only a tiny amount though, just to make sure the group wouldn’t have to deal with the girl having a nervous breakdown.

Because of that, Jenny was mostly humiliated and angry right now but not scared out of her mind. Which was exactly what Etta needed.

That didn’t mean the situation wasn’t immensely stressful for Jenny. Tons of question raced through her mind. She finally settled on. “What did you do to me?”

“First!”, Etta began waggling her finger. “I like you to admit that we are witches.”

“Or do we two also demonstrate our powers?”, asked Megan.

Jenny’s mind desperately tried to find explanation for this. Did they spike her drink with some sort of laxatives? With that timing? Impossible. But even if they somehow did, that wouldn’t explain why she was stuck in place.

“F-Fine”, she finally relented. “You are witches.”

“Good girl”, Lilith cooed. “Now admit that you are stupid, dumb pants wetting bitch.”

Lilith was aware that she could make Jenny blurt that out with just a snip of her finger. But it was funnier this way.

This one came harder. Especially because of the idiotic redundancy that troglodyte put in. But self preservation won over. “I...I am a stupid, d-dumb...pants wetting...bitch.”

Lilith nodded. Almost disappointing how easy that was. “Guess you don’t deal with pressure all that well, huh?”

“Hah!”, Etta guffawed.

“If I have offended you, I am very sorry. Please forgive me.” Jenny humbly lowered her head, thankfully that she was allowed to do even that much.

Lilith and Megan exchanged a look. Jenny wasn’t a teachers pet for nothing. She knew when to suck up. They had no idea what Etta had planned. If she wanted to let her off with just that, they reckoned there were indeed bigger fish to fry.

Unfortunately for Jenny, Etta was nowhere that forgiving. “So here’s the thing. From now on we are playing the Messy Jenny game.”

...

“What?”

“First rule is that you have to attend college every day. You can’t just stay home or drop out or anything like that. You will have to attend fully for the rest of the semester. Got it?”

“Y-Yes.”, Jenny nodded, a sense of foreboding creeping up.

“Next”, Etta was smiling. “I messed around a bit with your body as you sure are aware by now. But I didn’t just make you wet your pants, what I did was tie your bladder to your grades.”

Etta burst into another fit of giggles. The lock on Jenny’s face was just too good! “The better your grade average the less control over your bladder you have. A here, I give you an overview.”

Grades

F) bladder of the gods, capacity increased by 9001%

F+) legendary bladder, capacity increased by 500%

E) strong bladder, capacity increased by 100%

E+) above average bladder, capacity increased by 25%

D) baseline, all systems working as intended

D+) below average bladder holding capacity cut by 25%

C) weak bladder, holding capacity cut by 50%

C+) very weak bladder holding capacity cut by 75%, bed wetting level

B) extremely weak bladder, capacity cut by 90% will not make it through a single class without leaking

B+) no bladder capacity, will leak at any moment, diaper recommended

A) oblivious to leaking, thick diaper recommended

A+) toilet privileges in school are revoked, two layers of diapers recommended.

Not just Jenny was absolutely speechless, even Megan and Lilith couldn’t help but by astounded to the lengths Etta got there. The nerd definitely must have planned this.

“Y-You want me to mess up my grades?”, Jenny was shaking with outrage.

“M-Mess..pfft…” Etta was desperately holding her laughter back. “N-No…I-I mean, not unless you care more about your public image then your grades.”

.“Little miss perfect here?”, Lilith was smirking. “Not very likely. I think she would hate to have her record...stained.”

“GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Megan coughed loudly, getting very strong second embarrassment from this. “Girls, please. Just because we are witches doesn’t mean we need to cackle like them.”

“R-right..,right.” Etta took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. “L-Look Jenny, I...you’re are a good sport so far, so I throw you a bone. How does that sound?”

Not very good as far as Jenny was concerned. But what could she do but nod?

“So, just to check your grade average for the semester is at A+ right?”

“Of course”, Jenny confirmed. Even in this situation, sitting in a puddle of her own piss, she was unable to completely hold her pride about her perfect score back.

“Alright, Jenny”, Etta smirked. “I hereby offer you to magically lower your average down to any number you want.”

“What!” Jenny roared. “Leave my grades alone!”

“Finally getting some bark out of this one”, Lilith commented that outburst with a smirk. “You sure you want to swat that offer aside though?”

“And you can get your average back up or down, depending on your test score”, Etta further clarified.

Jenny was shaking. No one messes with her grades! But if what these reprobates have told her is the truth…

No it can’t be the truth. There is just no way...but the best course of action for now was to assume that it is.

“D+, lower it to D+”

“Sure thing, cutie!”, Etta promised. This time she opted to forgo her spell in favor for a snappy snap with her finger. Jenny couldn’t help but wince at what that meant.

“And jut like that your grades are as...pfft...spotless as your panties! For now, I keep the Messy Jenny game up until the end of the semester.”

“Until the...?”, Jenny paled. “The year has only just begun!”

“Tough”, Lilith responded. “You pissed me off all year long, so that sounds fair to me, Miss Leaky.”

“If you clean up your act towards my friends”, Etta allowed. “I will remove the spell for the second semester. Sounds good?”

It sounded anything but good. But what could Jenny do but nod sheepishly? Aggravating these crazy witches will only make things worse. “Yes, I am sorry that I was such a bitch...”

“One more thing”, Megan felt the need to add. “You are probably smart enough to figure this out on your own, but don’t tell anyone about this. This can get way more crappy for you.”

Unfortunately she caught herself to late and cursed as Etta began laughing like a Hyena once more. Even Lilith couldn’t help herself from chuckling.

Jenny, unfortunately didn’t found much amusing in her situation but she did notice that she was finally able to move her body again.

“Now piss off!”, Lilith snapped and the utterly disgraced honor student ran, or rather waddled, off.

“Got to say though”, Lilith pondered. “Wasn’t expecting Miss perfect to go as low as D.”

“I did”, Etta said with a wink. “D+ is the lowest rank she can have now and still end up at A+ by the end of the semester.”

“You both calculated that in your head?”, Megan asked astounded.

“Uhu”, Etta grinned. “Of course there’s no way Jenny will accept anything less then straight A’s. Which means we can look forward to five months of things slowly getting more pfft...messy for Jenny.”

“Hah!”, Lilith barked. “You are one hell of a bitch.”

“Correction”, Etta giggled. “I’m a witch!”