Sucks To Be You

A few moments earlier…

Sitting in a boring math class a boy tuned out the unenthused teacher and watched a compilation of the **** Redhead’s exposures from last week. Suddenly he got a notification of a post to the **** Redhead subreddit. There was a fresh post of the girl clad in nothing but a lime green strapless bra and a strip of tape on her mouth. Swiping over he got a picture of her pale white back side, showing that she was handcuffed. His attention however was her girthy ass sticking out towards the camera. Swiping one more time he saw a gif of the girls bra sling shooting off the girls enormous chest, the pale perky mounds bouncing at the camera. If he took just a small moment to recognize the background he might’ve noticed how familiar it was. Feeling a raging erection coming on the boy looked up at the clock and noticed just a few minutes to the bell. Planning to make a quick trip to the restroom between classes.

Being the first one to the door the moment he exited the class he looked over to the restrooms, just to be caught off guard as a pale figure unsteadily jogged past him. His eyes were suddenly drawn to a pair of blindingly white ass cheeks that wobbled side to side with every unsteady step the figure took on her striped legs and high heeled feet.

“Holy shit it’s Strawberry Plump Cake everyone!” someone yelled.

Renee nearly tripped over herself hearing that.

However the comments didn’t stop coming as she ran past all the unfamiliar faces.

“White girl got BOOTAY!”

“She’s trying to blind us with Dat ASS!”

Many said similar while getting an eyeful of her jouncy posterior. A few bold ones reaching out to get a feel.

While others commented on the front half.

“Hey girl, want some chocolate flavoring for those milk jugs?” one guy offered.

“Just because you got D-cups doesn’t mean you can skip out on vitamin D, get some sun on those girls!”

“You put too much water on your tulips and not enough on your rose garden. One’s dry as a bone, the others Dripping!”

“That rack bounces more than a bouncy castle… so does that ass,” one said as Renee passed.

Renee’s face was redder with her hair as she tried to tune all the voices out, ignoring the feeling of her body jiggling with every step, and the many hands getting into places they shouldn’t as she ran by.

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Eventually in her **** state she looked for any escape and took the first appealing option. Running through a set of metal double doors she suddenly froze as she was faced with the entirety of STBY band class who stayed for two periods. The room went silent as everyone took in the sight of the girl in just a pair of knee high socks and heels. Her large chest heaving with every breath.

The moment passed by and the silence was broken by a trombone player playing a wolf whistle. Getting a laugh from the class while others rushed to get their phones out.

Renee took off again running through the back of the room and out another pair of metal doors. Leading to another long hallway filled with more people.

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*BANG!*

A pair of doors swung open to reveal Renee.

This time to a gymnasium that was luckily empty. Renee sighed in relief as she looked around. Then noticing a sign for the locker rooms. Feeling some hope to at least get a towel she took off running again. Only she made a fatal mistake forgetting the layout of STBY was different from Oakvale Heights, with the mens on the left and womens on the right.

So pushing through the door she was greeted by a group of half naked or fully naked boys. Who were all more than happy to welcome the basically nude bombshell to join them.

Renee in a panic tried to back out of the room only to find the door jammed. Her vain attempts to open the door just give all these boys a great view of all her bouncy assets. Wanting to cry she turned around and ran through the locker room to the emergency exit. Getting groped, fondled, and a few towel smacks as she ran by.

Eventually running through the door and as best as she could towards the nearby woods.

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Hours later Renee laid against a tree wondering what she should do now. Home and school were miles away. She had no way of covering herself. Nor a way to call for help. The adrenaline running through her had settled down and she was starting to get tired. She thought to herself that she would sleep until nightfall and make her way home in the dark. Eventually nodding off into a peaceful sleep.