Reluctantly, yes

Lilian wanted to say no, to trust that Riley wasn't going to steal her clothes and to make it to her first class early. Unfortunately her wants were directly at odds with the three cheerleaders she sat with. Having never experienced any form of peer pressure in her life, Lilian found herself completely unable to deny the girls, as they pleaded for her to go with them.

She was dragged of the bus, Dinah and Hannah pulling her by the arms while Victoria lead the way. Lilian wanted to spend more time taking in the sights of her new school, but at least they were hurrying to get there.

As she was pulled through the maze of hallways, she noticed how students parted way for Vicki. Almost without recognition they would go silent and move aside, as if they were the ones interrupting her.

She had never seen someone who held this much influence before. Simple walking behind her made Lilian feel good about herself, like she was basking in an aura of self confidence and nobility.

But there was a dark shadow behind her presence. Smiles and happy expressions turned into sour faces of pointed disgust when they were out of her direct sight.

Worst of all were the looks directed at Lilian herself. There resigned sympathetic grimaces made her feel like she was a lamb being lead into the wolf's den.

She was finally released in front of a wide doorway, as the two other girls open the was for Lilian and Vicki. They entered the room, leaving Lilian to cross the threshold on her own volition.

A primal part of her brain was throwing up warning signals. She hated that she only had fiction to fall back on for comparisons, but this felt far too much like the things she had read. Like entering would be willingly walking into a trap, set by the popular mean girls.

But Lilian refused to let a fear born of reading too many mediocre teenage dramas, stop her from a potential friendship. Against her intuition, she passed through the doorway and into the locker room.

"Come on and close the door Lils" Dinah said as the three girls picked through a box of clothes.

"Of course! N-No problem." She squeaked out.

Despite her conviction she found herself surprised and relieved that nobody was waiting around the corner to tar and feather her. Or something like that.

Lilian closed and locked the doors and the girls giggled to themselves while sorting through the spare clothes. It was all so normal, amazingly normal to Lilian.

She'd was so worried that being home schooled would make it hard to fit in, but now she was hanging out with a group of friends and class hadn't even started yet!

"Okay girl, come over here and take all your clothes off." Hannah told her.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Lilian asked, feeling sure she must have misheard the red-headed girl.

"She said you need to strip it all off and show off those big tits of yours. " Vicki cooed. "Sexy dance is optional but much appreciated."

"But I thought I was just going to grab a bra..." She said, feeling her anxieties return.

"We thought you'd appreciate it if we gave you a full makeover." Dinah reassured her. "I think you'll make a great friend Lilian and well..."

She trailed off taking her time to carefully pick her words as Lilian waited in suspense.

"It's just that we have a certain standard, which you don't quite meet "

"I didn't think what I was wearing would matter that much..." She replied softly.

"Of course it matters" Vicki said, sounding offended at the idea it might not. "How you look is _everything. _You really should have figured that out by now."

"This is sort if my first time going to school." She explained to them. "My parents didn't let me go out much so I guess I've missed a few things."

"Oh sweetie there's no need to get so defensive." Dinah told her. "We just want what's best for you, so go on and take your top off."

The brunette girl was beginning to remind Lilian of her mother. Her voice was soft enough to be reassuring, but firm enough to be commanding.

Lilian did as she was told, raising her tight shirt above her head. She could feel the piercing gazes from the cheerleaders as her breasts dropped free from the tight embrace of her shirt.__

She wasn't fully finished removing her shirt when Hannah and Vicki pounced on her. By unspoken agreement the pair moved to either side of her and began aggressively fondling her chest.

"Oh wow." Hannah said, her hands running over Lilian's voluptuousness breast. "You know I half expected these to be fake."

"They still might be." Vicki retorted, groping her breasts with much more **** than Hannah. "You've seen my mom's tits right, a fake can be pretty convincing."

Lilian was struggling to take her top off her arms and head with the awkward position she was in. The way the two girls were handling her chest only added to the difficulty. It made her feel uneasy like she hadn't felt before, but also there was something about that uneasiness that felt almost good.

"H-How would they even be fake?" She asked as she struggled.

"You really don't know anything do you?" Vicki said, condescension dripping from her words.

"Implants dear, to make small chests get as large as yours" Dinah told her, aiming off to the side while idly scrolling through her phone.

"Yeah, stupid bimbos get them to attract more men." Hannah said.

"Hey don't talk about my mother like that! You know she got men just fine without them." Vicki joked back.

"This is all very, uhh, interesting... but do you mind giving me some space to undress now? Lilian asked, under different circumstances she could see herself enjoying the way they were touching her. As things were with her hands stuck above her head, all she felt was humiliated.

"So you think it's possible they're fake?" Hannah asked, completely ignoring Lilian's request.

"Hmmm, it would be some of the best work I've ever felt." Vicki said while inquisitively bouncing her breast. "But its definitely possible."

"There really not fake guys. Now, could you please give me some space?" She pleaded with them.

"Just a moment sugar tits, there's a few quick tests we can run to be sure."

"That's not-"

"Ooohh yes tell me about them!" Hannah interrupted her.

"Well first you have the classic taste test."

The blonde launched her mouth to Lilian's nipple. Her tongue lashed back and forth against it as she started sucking at them.

Hannah took her to her breast into her mouth, taking a more aggressive approach. She had taken to biting at her nipples, licking them while they were squeezed between her teeth.

Lilian had never realised how sensitive her breasts could be, especially her nipples. The way they were treating them hurt her both physically and emotionally, but within that hurt and angst was something else.

"Mmmhhh that's definitely the taste of a real big titty." Vicki said, releasing her mouth and licking her lips. "But let's see if it passes the real test."

Lilian felt the sharp pain pulse through her body as her teeth ground against each other. If she wasn't being supported by the two girls molesting her, she would surely have collapsed to her knees.

"See, you give her tit a hard slap and you can tell from the vibrations if she's got fake bimbo tits or not." Viki explained.

"Wow Vicki, your so smart." Hannah said before striking her breast.

The girls took turns slapping Lilian's tits as hard as they could for what may have been minutes or hours from her perspective. She screamed and struggled with each strike, but any resistance was met with one of the girls telling her it would be over in a second or that she should stop being such a baby.

"Alright, I guess giant bimbo tits are real." Vicki admitted, finally finishing her ****. "Now hurry up and get naked! You'll need to pick out an outfit to try."

Lilian dropped to the floor as they let her go, tears streaming down her face as she slowly removed her top. She was outraged the hurt her like that and filled with disbelief that anybody could be so cruel.

But before she could vent her anger at her abusers she was embraced by Dinah.

"Shhh shhh shhh, you did so good sweetie." She whispered softly into Lilian's ears, her hands rubbing her back. "I know that mist have hurt but you were so brave to take it like that."

"I-I was?" Lilian asked through her tears.

"Are you kidding me? There's no way I could have stood my ground like you did. But it almost looked like you enjoyed the pain to me."

Her words soothed Lilian's bubbling anger. Lilian was sure they had taken things to far, but maybe that was just how close friends treated each other? She herself was guilty of purposefully annoying her brother for amusement, was this just a stage above that?

That last comment Dinah made stuck in her mind. How could somebody enjoy pain? It had been the worst pain she'd ever experienced and definitely not enjoyable in any way.

But when she thought about it more, as she pulled down her skirt, she began to wonder. Why hadn't she fought back harder? Why didn't she listen to her instincts, telling these girls might be dangerous? Was there a small, small part of her that wanted this?

"Allow me" Hannah interrupted her thoughts by gracelessly dropping her underwear to the floor.

"Oh my God you don't even shave?" Victoria and Hannah burst into tears, even the more reserved Dinah found it hard to keep her composure.

Lilian normally never felt embarrassed or disappointed in her body like characters in her books did occasionally. But standing there, fully naked with her breasts marked red from ****, she felt an inadequacy. Like when she was a child playing make pretend with blocks and her brother screamed that she had done it all wrong.

Still she endured the comments and didn't walk away. Maybe because the three girls were holding all her clothes ow. Or maybe because, like Dinah said, a part of her wanted this.

"Okay enough of that, we've put together a few different outfits here." Vicki explained, her eyes drinking in Lilian's naked body. She gestured towards a selection of clothes the girls had set up.

"Which one did you want to try."