Who Takes Control?

It Gets Worse for Hannah

Chapter 9 by Nathaniel Keam Nathaniel Keam

I desperately tried to fix my bra. I couldn’t fight in with my bra threatening to expose my tits at any second.

Nikki took advantage and delivered a massive blow to the side of my head. I still kept my hands on the clasp, scared to death that she would rip my whole bra off. My tits were a C cup and I couldn’t stand anyone else seeing them.

I spun away, still desperately trying to get the two sides of my bra back together. I was inches away from doing it when I realised I’d turned away from my opponent.

My latest big mistake.

To my horror, she used this massive fail against me. I felt her grab my little red gym shorts by the leg holes and rip them down my legs without any real resistance at all. I gasped in mortification as my tiny BLACK thong panties were revealed to everyone. Everyone could see nearly my whole ass. How could this be happening to me? I wanted to cry. Tears were already threatening to come as I covered my crotch. I just couldn’t believe what was happening to me.

Nikki hadn’t stopped to admire her handiwork, though. I hopped around with both pairs of pants on the floor. She dragged both my shorts and my pants away from my ankles, taking my socks and shoes with them. I fell to the floor and flailed around. That was it. I was in just a little thong and my bra barely clinging to my breasts.

Someone had to come help. A teacher, the police, anyone had to intervene before this went even further.

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