Yep

Sophie and I froze time and walked over to the remaining two brunette. She immediately got to work relieving both girls of their tiny black thongs. Giving a chuckle she held them out for me to look at. Both tiny pieces of fabric were drenched in sweat, but that wasn’t what caught my eye. The taller brunette, with the long sleeves, thong had a very evident skid mark down its backside, while the shorter brunette’s thong had a thick yellowish white stain down the front and stunk of fish.

Sophie proceeded to put their thongs in the other’s mouth stain first. Stepping back we restarted time. Both brunette’s started gagging and spit out the filthy undergarments.

“Hey that’s my thong,” the taller brunette said.

“Well that’s my thong,” the shorter brunette said. “And fuck Ashley wash your ass. Look everyone at Ashley’s shitty thong,” she continued holding up the thong.

Ashley looked completely mortified, “Well at least I don’t have a rotten crotch... smell Britney horrifying crotch rot.”

Britney’s face immediately became serious. “Bobby hasn’t minded this pussy the past week,” she said with a smile before turn towards the bathroom still slightly gagging.

Ashley froze for a second before yelling. “My Bobby, you whore.” Ashley reached out, and thanks to a few strategic cuts from Sophie, ripped Britney’s dress clean off leaving her completely naked.

“Fucking bitch,” Britney yelled, but instead of covering up she charged Ashley.

Ashley was stunned, and tackled to the ground by her naked friend. The two rolled around on the ground, and thanks again to Sophie, Ashley’s dress seemed to slide right off. Now both girls were naked slapping, scratching, and hair pulling on the ground.

A bouncer who tried to break it up, mysteriously ended up tied naked to a light pole outside. The bitchy brunette’s eventually knocked over a table, showering them with beer, ranch dressing, hot wings, and a hot clam chowder. Both girls were a mess, but Ashley got the worst of it as the hot chowder coated her breast. Britney took advantage of this, and was able to straddle he friends stomach.

Britney hocked a huge loogie in Ashley’s screaming mouth. She next squeezed and twisted her friend’s already tortured breast. “Doubt you like that bitch, Bobby did always say you were a pathetic lay.”

“You fucked my boyfriend, now I will fuck you,”Ashley said. Britney was too busy taunting to realize what Ashley had grabbed. With one giant thrust an extra spicy hot wing was shoved deep within Britney’s pussy.

“Fuuucccckkk,” the home wrecking brunette screamed, as she rolled off he friend. “It’s burning.. get it out... get it out,” Britney cried unable to extract the wing. She began to crawl to the bathroom clearly in a lot of distress.

Ashley got up and slowly stalked Britney, “And this is for saying my ass stinks.” With one evil motion Ashley jammed another spicy hot wing, this time, up Britney’s ass. The smaller brunette hopped to her feet, in too much pain to make a sound, and sprinted to the bathroom. On her way to the bathroom she knocked into a waitress holding another bowl of hot clam chowder.

The bowl flew through the air, and struck Ashley’s chest again. The remaining bridesmaid screamed and ran to the bathroom, as she held her chest.

Sophie and I laughed at the final two bitches humiliation.

“I think the bathroom might be a little crowded, might need to empty it out,” Sophie said with a smile. Catching me off guard she stopped time again. Thinking we were done with the bridal party, I happily watched as she brought the bride and all four bridesmaids to the front of the dancefloor. She proceeded to strip all five women completely naked and placed them on all fours. She then got some duct tape and started creating a bitchy women human centipede.

First in line, who I believed to be the luck one until five bridal party thongs were shoved in her mouth, was the champagne pussy. Next was hot tits, her nose resting on her friends asshole. After that was the home wrecking whore, getting a closer smell of her ex-friends stinky ass. The blonde was next, nose touchy the small end of a chick wing. And last but not least was the probably not “bride to be” anymore.

“Best for last, and I don’t envy you for the ass you’ll be smelling,” Sophie said with an evil laugh looking at the blonde’s stained brown ass before shoving the bride’s snooty face deep within her friends dirty crack. After getting all the duct tape secured, Sophie got a marker and wrote “Bachelorette Party 2018” in big letters across the girls naked bodies. Finally Sophie grabbed six open bottles of champagne. Giving them each a shake, she proceeded to inserted one bottle into each of the four bridesmaid’s pussies. Temporarily forgetting about the wing in Britney’s pussy before realizing why the jamming wasn’t working.

“Oopsies you might be a little sore tomorrow, guess Bobby’s gonna have to go back to fucking his girlfriend for a while,” Sophie laughed as she replaced the wing with the neck of the bottle.

Sophie approached the snobby bride with a smile and two open bottles of champagne in her hands. After giving them the longest shake yet she said, “This is for yelling at my boyfriend.” Driving a bottle deep up the bitch’s cunt. “And this is for calling me ugly,” Sophie said jamming the second bottle up the bride’s stuck up ass.

“Note to self don’t piss you off,” I said with a smile and Sophie returned to me.

“My masterpiece,” she laughed and began humming and moving her hands like a conductor, as time started.

The reactions were immediate. Champagne sprayed out of five pussies and one asshole. The muffled moans of pleasure, pain, and disgust could be heard across the bar. The delayed laughter of the bar patrons was now in full ****, with people taking videos and pictures of the naked women.

I grabbed Nikki’s phone a took a video before posting it to all her social media accounts with the caption #BacheloretteParty2018.

Laughing Sophie and I left the chaos of the bar, “So what does my karmic mastermind have planned next.

Sophie just looked at me with a smile and said, “You’ll see.”