Rich Bitch Michelle

Megan spotted Michelle at her locker. Their lockers were right next to each other unfortunately, and Michelle always had a comment about Megan's outfit. Today Michelle was wearing a beautiful black halter top and a frilly white shirt. She had nice black heels on to match too. Megan knew she would have something to say about her White t-shirt, non-designer jeans and scuffed boots. "Jesus Megan, what the hell is that? I wouldn't be caught dead in cheap crap like that."
"Oh really?" Megan replied with a smile. "I wish we switched clothes."
"Ow!" Michelle screamed as her larger breasts were suddenly forced into Megan's smaller bra. "What the hell! How did you do that!?" Michelle unhooked the bra to stop her discomfort.
"Not bad" Megan said admiring her new outfit."Although this is a weird way to find out you don't wear underwear to school."
"Shut up, bitch! Give me my clothes back, I can't be seen in this cheap shit!" Michelle shouted, pulling the bra out the sleeve and throwing it at Megan. Megan put the bra in her locker and laughed at Michelle's predicament. She considered the many things she could do now. She could give her what she wants and take the cheap clothes off of her, she could parade her around in them, or she could find some other way to punish the bitch.