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Chapter 7 by haileytraynor haileytraynor

What was it?

A hotdog

There it was sticking out of my butt, the very thing everyone was laughing about. It was a hotdog. It was a frozen hotdog that popped out once it was thawed from my hot red bottom, and was shoved back in. And worse, it was sticking out and flopping around to give what I'm sure what was an amusing sight to those in the room watching it.

I honestly couldn't believe that hotdog even fit as it was a bit thicker than the average hotdog you would find at a grocery store. Maria laughed as she grabbed the hotdog and gave it a yank. I'm sure she assume it would just pop right out, but instead, it broke off.

"Oh my god!" I cried out.

Maria held half of the hotdog in the air but the rest of it was still inside of me. I had a hotdog, stuck in my butt.

I had heard the stories of idiots sticking hotdogs up their private holes and getting them stuck up there, but I never thought it would happen to me! It wasn't even my fault!

"Uh oh," my mom laughed. "It looks like we might have to take someone to the emergency room to get it removed."

Everyone laughed at that.

"No way!" I cried. "This can't be happening!"

"Well it has to be done, young lady. I guess this little punishment is going to become a bit more public than we thought as well, you have no clothes and we have to get you to the emergency room right way. In fact, it would be better for you to stay lying down so that the hotdog doesn't get lodged further inside," my mom said. "Tom, Mark, and Eric, please help lift her up and escort her to the car it's out front."

My dad and two uncles stood up. My dad grabbed me by my armpits and my uncles grabbed each leg and lifted me up like a wheel barrow. And together they escorted me out the door, out front, completely naked, with a hotdog up my ass, all the way to the car laying me down in the back seat as everyone else got into their cars to meet us at the hospital. My dad drove the car as I laid there, my hands still cuffed behind my back, unable to cover or move from my position as my uncles helped hold me in place to make sure I didn't get thrown around or get hurt. And like that, we were off to the hospital.

What happens next?

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