None of that! Enough for you!

"None of that! You've had enough!" You try to say as confidently as possible and stand up.

But that's when your seatmate's hand grabs you and pulls you back down onto the seat.

"Not so fast, you haven't decided yet!" Says Nadia.

"Yes I have!" You say and stand back up.

"I've decided not to play in your game anymore!"

But again, you are immediately yanked back down to the bench. Nadia's friend next to you is just so much stronger than you, almost muscular.

"Then I'll decide for you!" Says Nadia coldly.

"I choose your shoes, pants and panties!"

"What, no! And even if you did, why so many things?" You ask.

Nadia lives back relaxed and explains.

"Your shoes" while pointing to the girl sitting next to you.

This one holds you and grabs your feet and takes off your shoes.

"Let's get them so you can even sit here!" She puts them down on the floor in front of you and Nadia continues talking while more panic rises in you.

"And your pants" At this your seatmate lifts you up and Nadia lifts your t-shirt up a bit and unzips your pants and slowly pulls them down for you.

You try to resist but have no chance against Nadia's friend.

In order not to attract the attention of the whole bus, she also covers your mouth.

At the same time, Nadia continues to speak.

"We get because you got up the first time! And your panties for the second time!" As she finishes the sentence, she rips off your panties, exposing your shaved vagina.

One by one, she lifts your legs out of your pants and panties. She lifts both up and places them next to her on the seat.

Your seatmate lets go of you and you pull your shirt back down as fast as you can and you sit back down as fast as you can.

Nadia grabs your shoes and throws first one, then the other out of the window.

Before she can throw your pants and panties out too, the bus brakes and the bus driver yells loudly.

"Who did that? Who's throwing stuff out the window?"

Nadia recognizes an opportunity and shouts.

"Here, the girl next to me!" And she points, "Then get out of here right now!" Shouts the bus driver and opens the door.

"Go on, get out!" Says Nadia. You want to reach for your things, but Nadia stops you and says.

"You'll get them at school! Meet us behind the gym! Now get out of here."

You hear others on the bus grumbling at you, too.

"Get out of here!" And "get out! I have to be on time!"

You pull your T-shirt long so it's almost like a very short dress, grab your backpack, and leave the bus under the stares of your classmates.