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Gargling toilet water wasn’t something Natsuki was in any way unfamiliar with. For the short woman, having her pink bob cut shoved into a toilet bowl and soaked through with the cold water as someone forced her face downward and flushed was almost a regular occurrence. The fact that it took her more than one hand to list all the times it had happened in the past two weeks was enough to make it as predictable as the classes she attended, one of which was about to start in five minutes. Also not unfamiliar for the spirited woman was the fact that the hand powering her nose down up against the porcelain basin was one of her best friends and fellow member of the school’s literature club, Monika. The taller girl fit her current role well, her beauty and her stature making her appearance mirror that of the cheerleaders who usually did this kind of bullying. As she glared down at the gurgling young woman in the toilet bowl in front of her, she released Natsuki’s panties, which she’d been

Jake showed Aiden around the place while they got caught up. Jake talked about all the various bullying he's been doing to Lucas, and Aiden shared some stories about bullying his roommate at university. "He's not nearly as nerdy as Lucas is, but I left him in a hanging wedgie for a full weekend and he's pretty much done whatever I want since." They continued sharing stories while Jake showed him the gym, pool, and some other stuff around the place. They hung out for a couple hours till they started to get hungry. "Hmm, the nerd should be making lunch by now" Jake gets up and goes to see where Lucas is. He walks up to Lucas's room to see him still standing where they left him a couple hours ago, with his atomic wedgie untouched. Jake starts cracking up "haha I totally forgot we left you in an atomic, good job on not moving - but now lunch is late loser." Jake walks up to him and grabs front of his briefs and lifts Lucas off the ground. He bounces Lucas around a few times then throws

There was a cold breeze in Sarah's home town at midnight. The day was over, it was a Nerd's recovery time, and she had left the window wide open. Sarah laid in her bed comfortable and recovering from at least 4 noogies, 6 titty twisters, 3 swirlies, 7 wedgies, and had to climb out of a trash can at least 3 times during the school day. All from her nightmare monster, Terra! She laid in her bed sleeping sound asleep Sarah's stretched out embarrassing ripped granny panties lined a wall. It was truly a humiliating sight if Sarah had seen. Her teddy bear panties, her hearts, unicorns, cats, rainbow panties; you name it, it's there. Some ripped and/or stretched out to an extreme, but they were there nonetheless. And something was stirring this night. This night a storm was brewing, someone was visiting. A sudden orange bright light appeared in Terra's room lighting up the whole room as if it were day. Terra awoke angry. "WHAT THE FUCK! What's going o-" she was left speechless by the figure

Vincent’s P.O.V. A laugh escaped as I shoved my boyfriend's head back into the toilet. I yanked his briefs higher, smirking at the plain old tighty whities in my grip. His body jerked as I pulled. It was adorable seeing his butt stuffed full of his dorky undies. I lifted his lower body up off the ground and started bouncing him. I watched as his ankles crossed as if that would do anything to help with his wedgie. “What’s wrong nerd? Not enjoying your swim?” I teased, as I lifted him back out for a breath. Instead of words, a squeal came out. He cupped himself as I continued bouncing him up and down. “U-uncle.” He managed to get out. “Wow, already begging for mercy. We’ve hardly even gotten started, wedgie boy,” I said. “Maybe if you admit that you’re a wimpy little dork, I’ll consider it.” “C-come on.” He groaned. “You know I’m hearing a lot of whining but I’m not hearing you say anything.” I started bouncing him even harder. “I-I’m a w-wimpy little d-dork.” Dominic replied.

I try to calm my labored breathing and avoid being found, I hear Mike's footsteps approaching, I see his feet about to pass in front of the dining room table where I'm hiding. He seems to search thoroughly after a few seconds, a few long seconds Mike seems to move away. I let out a sigh of relief. Now I just have to run to my room and stay locked up until his anger subsides. I come out of my hiding place and before I can take a step, someone pulls my hair hard, and I find myself face to face with my older brother "Well, well, well. It seems someone will have a bad day" he says threateningly, I feel a chill run through my body and my mind quickly thinks about everything I'm going to go through. "M-Mike I'm sorry I-I" I try to apologize but my words are silenced when a strong punch hits my stomach you better shut up or you'll make it worse "You babble another word and I won't be friendly with you, UNDERSTOOD... little brother" he threatens pulling my hair enough to get me to his

Every year, on Father's Day, it was the same old song and dance. I don't remember exactly when it started, but at some point, my father made it a yearly tradition to give me a brutal wedgie every Father's Day. Called it his payment prank for fatherhood or something like that. He's done it so often, he started taking pictures every year. When I moved out for college, I completely forgot about the painful tradition and thought it would stop. Boy, was I wrong. Last year, I came home from college just to visit for Father's Day. I was actually really excited to see him again too! Classes had been stressful, and I was so busying studying I hadn't had the chance to call him in a while. He was excited by my surprise visit too. It was going fine at first. Perfectly normal even. I got settled for the weekend, we hung out. I had my guard completely down, and we started playing some video games. I think it was Mario Kart? Anyway, I was really focusing on the game and didn't realize his character

It was near the end of the day and I was walking through the hallway minding my own business when I was grabbed by several people, and dragged into a bathroom. “Hey nerd” Erica smirked I gulped as I realized that I was now in the girls bathroom….surrounded by cheerleaders “H-hey girls, uh what’s up?” “We were bored so we decided to swirly you” Erica says as the other girls snicker “Oh, no thanks I’ve already gotten my swirlies for the week” “That’s not how it works” A cheerleader says “If you behave yourself you can keep your pants on this time” Erica offers Two of the girls grab me and start to pull me towards the stall since all of them won’t fit at the same time, as usual I resist. “Stop squirming” “Leave me alone!” “WEDGIE!!” “OW!” Before long we’re in the stall and I feel the usual sensation of my head being dunked into cold toilet water, held there for a few seconds, and then FLUSH “See that wasn’t so ba- hey don’t drip your gross toilet water on my shoes!” “It’s your

I remember how it all started. It was a normal day of classes, and my friend and I had just left the lecture hall. "Dude, that test was sooooo hard!" I groaned. He just laughed. "You know, it's really not that hard. If you just studied more..." he began to tease. Seth was always like that. Super smart without even trying, sometimes flaunting it without even realizing. He may have been a mega nerd, but I didn't care. He was one of my best friends. "Whatever, you big nerd" I teased back as I lightly shoved him. He laughed, but it was another noise that caught my attention. It sounded like someone groaning really heavy, and it was approaching fast. "Hey do you hear that?" I asked Seth. "Kind of? Sounds like death" He said, confused. Why did he have to say that? Little dork was too smart for his own good. Before we knew what was going on, Seth was caught in a headlock by some meathead jock. He looked like any other sporty guy-fit, in his gym clothes, some decent muscles. Despite

*BLURRRRRRRRRRRRRRP* The darkness was all encompassing as the second blast of fart forced its way into my nostrils, the noise completely blocking the already muffled sounds of a rather large group of boys who stood nearby cheering on and having fun... its been a while since a jock have decided to face fart a loser in the middle of the gym locker room, and it so happens that I was the unlucky nerd choosen for that. After laying a few more farts over my face, the popular boy finally decided he had enough and lifted himself up getting his butt away from my face, bringing relief not only to my respiratory system but also from the pain of having most of a athletic dude's body weight concentrated over my head. ''HAHAHAHAHAHA BEEF STEW!!'' Laughed the jock ''How did that tasted dweeb?'' ''I've filmed it all, thats definetly end up on the internet latter loser'' ''sick dude you smell like ass!'' HAHAHAHA The guys tease and laugh as I ignore the mean comments and proceed to pick up my

''Rieeaaa....awww....ouch.. no you guys please stop....'' The terribly familiar felling of impotence and dread had fallen over me, and only seemed to increase as the cotton of my undies were shoved further up my buttcrack, spliting my nutts and bitting my behind.... the now permanent scab in the tailbone been particularly sore today, as two jocks bounced me by my tighty whites, as I walked over to this group of cheerleaders in order to deliver their homework for the week. ''HAHAHA DON'T FORGET TO WIPE!'' Laughed the jocks, as they highfived each other and walked away laughing, satisfied with their job. ''Awww, whats the matter dweeb, did the boys pulled your undies a little too far ?'' Laughed Anna, the head cheerleader, as she watched me picking myself up from the ground and trying to pull the undies out of my butt. ''Oww... sorry you guys.. here, thats all of your math homework for this week... can I please go now?'' I asked the hot girls while delivering the mountain of

A reunion with a old bully I hadn’t seen Emily since hi school graduation when she left me hanging from the flag pole dressed in the girls uniform. Since then I had gone to university gotten my degree and a job I had been convinced that she would’ve failed gotten pregnant early and never been successful in the business world. It turned out I was only correct on one account 14-year-old Amy had just joined my class and she was just like her mother had been in high school incredibly popular and cruel to the nerds of the school. She took great delight in giving any student who ever define her looked like an easy enough target brutal wedgies and it was not uncommon to see students with BeaverTails as a result of her actions. I had tried to talk to her multiple points but it never worked ultimately I had gone to the principal hoping that she would be able to sort this out. And that’s how I learned that the rest of my assumptions about Emily were incorrect. I have been informed that the

Alana is about to suffer yet another humiliation in her life after losing to Erlan again this time in the fetish tournament as she made a bet with Erlan whoever lost would get swirly wedgie from all the girls (Beatriz, Kayla, Monica, Isabella, Priscila, Adriana, Jennifer and of course you can't forget about Erlan it will be the main event the worst everything will be recorded by Isabella's cell phone, because Cesar's cell phone is with Cesar watching his beloved wife try to support this cruel bet that she herself had the confident idea to beat Erlan In the end, he took too many risks. Alana gets the first swirl from Isabella best friend Erlan every bubble she makes inside the vase luckily she's totally clean at Priscila and Adriana's house, plus she moans in pain at every tug on her white granny panties wet with piss, this is just the beginning of the humiliation because after that she will come home in a diaper. Cesar is worried about his submissive wife for these crazy fetishes at

Ruby was excited! Today was a day that only comes along every once in a while, the day being Friday the 13th, or at least Friday the 13th in her favorite month of October. Unknown to most of her friends she was a massive horror movie aficionado, much to Yang’s dismay. To celebrate the day she is going on a spree! No, not a killing spree, a wedgie spree! See, she planned to put on a totally cool outfit inspired by horror movie slashers that Jaune and her put together, then she’d go after a list of targets she made in preparation and it was perfect because class ended not too long ago. Revenge List Blake, for reading her smut book, ignoring her, instead of getting her out of a hanging wedgie on some coat hooks in the library. Weiss, for making her study in a shoulder wedgie for hours without end, tugging on them whenever she got a wrong answer. Yang, for every wedgie she has given her in her life, especially the atomic wedgie she was put in next that one time during sparring. Yang

Arriving at the home nearing midnight formed quite the tableau. The lights of the old house bursting through the windows like some unearthly force; very appropriate in that regard. A young priest, dressed in almost all black traditional priest attire, hat and glasses, average height with an in shape physique, stepped from the Taxi cab as he looked at the old house and could hear noises from what sounded like the top floor even outside as he gathered his things from the trunk of the car. Insults being hurled with a series of yelping, groaning, hideous laughter, and begs of mercy were mixed in there as the priest pushed his glasses up and sighed to calm his nerves as he walked up to the door and knocked. After a second, someone opened the door in a nervous and panting panic. “Oh thank goodness you’ve arrived!” The short black haired college boy said as he blushed some looking up at the priest as he was adjusting his pants. “I see he’s already entered the beaver tail stage? This is

All characters are 18+ Contains: noncon, asslicking, feet, swirlies, wedgies, bullying F/M Please leave a comment below telling me what you think. I’m planing on doing a spin off series with the two new girls introduced in this story. The night in Chloe’s locker is easily the most uncomfortable night of my life. I’m in complete darkness, crammed awkwardly into a metal locker, hands tied behind my back and my ankles are also tied together. The zip ties are cutting into my wrists a bit as I struggle to free my arms. I spent the first hour or so trying to scream for help, but Chloe used so much tape I couldn’t make a sound. Her socks left me with a constant reminder of her superiority as they slowly drip her foot sweat down my throat. After the first hour I accept the fact that I’m here for the night and the school is likely empty. I silent cry for most of the night, unable to sleep due to the fear I feel, and uncomfortable position I’m forced to stand at. My neck and back are aching, my wrists and ankles are being cut by the zip ties and my head is pounding from the two brutal locker shots I took at the start of the altercation. The entire night all I think about is Chloe. She is likely very comfortable, in her warm bed completely satisfied in the fact that she knows I’m suffering the whole night. After what feels like days I hear the first bell ring. I have bags under my eyes and my back is so sore but I’m ready to get let out. I hear the second bell ten minutes later which starts the first class. I groan as I realize Chloe isn’t letting me out right away. The hours go by as I’m left all day on this hot locker, sweaty a lot as I whimper and groan absolutely hating Chloe’s guts. Eventually the finally bell rings and I start to panic. She somehow forgot about me and she is going to leave me in here all weekend. I feel the walls closing in around me as I start to feel claustrophobic for the first time. A few minutes later I hear the door swing open and the lights flick on as the girls basketball time walks in and starts to change for their game. “What the hell happened to that locker?” One of the younger girls ask pointing at the dent my head left from the impact. I try to stay as silent as possible. I wanted out but I didn’t want it to be in front of all these girls. “Who cares” I hear Chloe say as she leans up against her locker, blocking out the light entering the locker I am in. The team changes and talks about typical high school girl stuff as they do. I breathe as quietly as I can as the girls change. Once they are all changed Chloe gives a quickly prep talk. It is actually a pretty good speech and then the team leaves the room for their game. As I groan just wanting out of this hell I can faintly hear the whistles and cheers from across the hall in the gym. The girls must be playing well as there is a lot of cheering. I lose track of time and zone out until the door flings open and the girls come in screaming and celebrating. They obviously won. The room quickly fills with the scent of sweat. Chloe once again leans up against the locker I’m in and the smell of sweat starts to fill it. I try to stay silent as my little box is soon filled the scent of her back sweat. The girls start changing except for Chloe. “Alright you girls all played great, especially you Maddy.” Chloe says to one of the younger girls, likely a freshman. She blushes as I’m sure getting compliments from the best athlete in the school is a big deal. “I need you all to clear out, except for the seniors. See you all Monday” With that the freshman, sophomores and juniors all leave just leaving 3 girls in the room including Chloe. I recognize all both of the other girls. Each of them have had a hand in bullying me over the years. Syd is directly across from the lockers, she is about 5’8, and absolutely jacked. She has already taken off her basketball shorts and replaced them with male, loose, ripped jeans. She has her jersey off and is just sitting in a sports bra. Her chest isn’t very big and I have never seen her ass out of jeans or baggy clothes so I didn’t really know what it looked like. She is the definition of a tom boy. She has a 6 pack and rather big biceps. She currently has a farmers tan going on as her chest and abs are pretty a bit pale compared to the rest of her body. Her long blond hair is thrown back in a pony tail. She has a small scar over her left eyebrow from a fight she had back in middle school. Out of all the people who have punched me over the years, Syd punches the hardest and no one else comes close. This includes all the guys who have beaten me up. Her ocean blue eyes look around the room as she buckles up a black belt. The girl to Syd’s right is her girlfriend Mya. Mya has long dark hair which is flowing down her back as she stands around waiting for the other girls. She has already changed into a pair of black lulu lemon leggings and a white crop top. Her ass is famous around our school since it is easily the biggest. Her ass threatens to rip free from her leggings at any moment . It is so big you can see it when she is facing you from between her thigh gap. Her eyes are a beautiful green and her tanned white skin looks incredible soft. Mya never really directly bullied me, but would get guys to beat me up to earn a date with her. She never went out with them no matter what since she is dating Syd who could kick all the fuck boy’s asses. “So you guys remember at the start of the game when I said I have a surprise for you all for playing so good this season so far?” Chloe says as she starts to put in the combination for her locker. It takes me a second to realize what she meant. The lack of sleep has certainly got to me. I start to squirm and desperately try and break the cable ties so I can run away. I know what Chloe has planned and I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy it. Chloe opens the locker and gives me a predatory smile, unable to hide her amusement at how satisfied she is seeing be look so defeated. I try to beg her with my tired eyes, but she grabs me by my hair and pulls me out of the locker. My legs give out immediately and I collapse to the floor. I didn’t realize how sore my legs were. My whole body is sore. I cry into the gag of Chloe’s once sweaty socks as the two other girls all react to me being pulled out of a locker. I look up and see Syd looking down at me like I’m a wounded animal. Mya on the other hand is in complete shock. Her shocked face quickly turns into a bit of a smirk as I’m sure the ideas of what she and her friends are about to do to me runs through her pretty little head. Syd is the first to approach me smirking from ear to ear as she bends down right beside my head, placing a threatening hand on my shoulder as I breathe heavily, almost hyperventilating as I’m absolutely terrified of her physical presence. I’m locked in a room with three girls who hate my guts and have done nothing but make my life a living hell. “Scared?” I look up at Syd who is smiling down at me. I nod my head. Scared probably didn’t cut it though. I’m terrified. Syd’s hand moves to my hair as she takes a fistful of it right at the scalp. I whimper as she drags me to my knees by my hair, I whimper like a dog as she lets go leaving me kneeling in the middle of the room. Syd then grabs the tape covering my mouth and yanks it off with a tremendous amount of force. Any hair I have on my face is ripped off and I scream into Chloe’s socks as a few tears run down my face. “Let’s see if he cleaned my socks for me” Chloe says as she bends down beside me. I spit them out and she picks them up giving them a sniff. “I don’t smell any sweat, good job bitch” Chloe smirks at me as she discards the socks to the side. I’m glad they were clean enough to satisfy her, I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if they weren’t. “How long was he in the locker?” Syd asks as she smirks down at me, while I kneel, shaking in fear. “All night and day” Chloe says proudly. “Now punch him Syd.” Syd smirks and before I can react she punches me right in my left ribs, I gasp out and fall to the side holding my ribs, it feels like I got shot. “Fuck that hurt” I say wheezing as I try to get back to my knees just as Chloe sends a kick right to the same spot on my ribs. I fall to the ground, winded as I try to fill my lungs with air. Syd kneels down and grabs me by the hair, yanking me up to my knees as she shoves my face into her sweaty abs. “You like that bitch boy?” Syd asks as she rubs my face around her abs, which makes me feel so small and weak. Chloe stomps on the back of my knee. “Syd asked you a question bitch. I suggest you respond” she snaps. “Yes Syd, I love your abs” I say blushing dark red as the girls all laugh at me. “Good, lick them clean then. They’re nice and sweaty” Syd laughs as her grip on my hair is so tight I feel like she is ripping my scalp off. My tongue shoots out and Syd drags it over her toned body, pulling me by my hair. I feel so weak as my tongue collects her sweat. “That right. Keep that tongue out little bitch” Syd smiles as Chloe appears beside her smiling before spitting down on my face hitting me right in the eye as I groan in embarrassment. I just keep my tongue out as I lick over each of Syd’s abs. Sweat is sweat, but I will say the taste isn’t nearly as bad as Chloe’s feet, ass or armpits. I have no idea how long as passed but Syd eventually steps away from me only to get behind me holding onto my arms as she pushes me towards Mya Mya is sitting down, with her bare feet up ready for me to lick. “Lick her feet clean bitch” Chloe says who is standing behind Syd directing my bullying. Syd shoves me towards Mya’s feet and I immediately start licking them. I groan at the salty smell and taste. Tears run down my face as I drag my tongue over each inch of Mya’s feet. “Wow you are truly the biggest fucking loser I know” Mya grins as she wiggles her toes in the back of my mouth causing me to gag on them as Chloe grabs my head holding me in place. I lap up the nasty sweat from her feet over and over gagging on the awful salty, cheesy smell. “Good boy, lick her fucking feet” Chloe continues to mock me as she keeps a firm grip on my hair, letting me know that she is the one in charge. After about 15 minutes I finally finish cleaning Mya’s feet and my head gets pulled away by Chloe, she shoves it straight into Syd’s now bare ass. I whimper as I feel Syd’s sweaty toned cheeks on either side of my face while my nose is plunged into the sweaty ravine that is the crack of Syd’s ass. “Start sniffing bitch boy! I know it probably smells like hell down there” Syd laughs with her manly laugh and starts to rub her ass up and down my face while Chloe holds me in place. I see Mya stand up and step in front of Syd. I hear them start to make out and blush in embarrassment. While the couple makes out Chloe keeps my head completely still for Syd to smear her ass sweat all over my face with just one hand. With the other hand she starts to jab me in the ribs. She hits the same spot over and over again. The punches from Chloe only make me have to breathe in more and with each breath the smell of sweaty unwashed ass hits me like a freight train. Syd seems to sweat way more than the average person. After a few minutes I feel Chloe’s hot breath on my ear, “lick her ass bitch” She says it in a soft, cruel voice. It only takes one more shot to the ribs and my tongue shoots out into the pool of sweat that has collected in Syd’s ass. I hear Syd moan and slap Mya’s ass as the two girls make out while I clean Syd’s ass. Dragging my tongue up and down her crack, collecting mouthfuls of warm sweat and swallowing it all down with shudder. Chloe lets my hand go and then pins it to Syd’s ass with her own sweaty ass. I can feel Chloe’s ass sweat absorbing into my hair as I lick away as Syd’s crack crying weakly as I hear Mya moan as the two make out. My tastebuds burn as I lick the most disgusting part of Syd’s body over and over again. My tongue passing over her rosebud multiple times as I’m abused by the three powerful girls. Eventually all three girls step away and I gasp for fresh air and try to hide my tears. “You did a great job” Syd laughs as she gets dressed. I hear Chloe whisper something to the two girls who just smirk and nod. They approach me and Mya and Syd both grab me by the waistband of my boxers and yank them hard up. I feel my boxers go right up my ass and against my balls as I squeal in pain. “Bring him over here” Chloe demands as the couple carry me by my boxers over to the bathroom stall. I squeal and whimper the whole time. “Mya please let me go. Please have mercy” I cry as I try to plead with the least cruel one. Mya just laughs as they get me in the stall. “Dunk him in” Chloe demands as she watches the two girls pick me up by my underwear causing more screams before they plunge my head into the dirty used water in the toilet. I close my mouth just as my head is hitting the water to avoid taking a mouthful of it in. I try to squirm and kick and struggle with the two girls holding my up. The water splashes all around me as I fight for air. My hands slap helplessly against the toilet and my feet kick uselessly in the air as Syd and Mya hold me upside down in the toilet. A minute passes and I feel scared for me life. I fight for my life and the girls just mercilessly keep me in the water. After a few more seconds I hear and feel the water being flushed around me as Chloe flushes the toilet. I feel the water swirl around my head as I can finally breathe again. I gasp for air as my chest is pounding. “You’re so pathetic” Chloe laughs as the water fills back up and the girls just make me hover above it. “Drink it puppy” Chloe demands with a cheery voice as I’m still gasping for air, trying to calm down from almost drowning. “Do you want use to dunk you back down?!” Syd snaps at me and I immediately start drinking the fresh toilet water. Despite it being freshly flushed it still tastes like absolutely hell. I feel sick to my stomach as the three girls laugh and watch as I take mouthful after mouthful of the toilet water. I almost throw up multiple times but keep it down since I have a feeling the girls would just make me swallow it again. After a few dozens mouthfuls the girls dunk my head in and flush the toilet. I can’t close my mouth and get a bunch of the water forced down my throat. Once the flushing stops Syd and Mya drop me onto my knees in front of the toilet. Chloe squats down beside my as I shake in fear. She just smirks and grabs by hair forcing me down to the toilet seat. “This is my favourite toilet to use in here, now you’re going to lick the seat clean for me” I whimper like a wounded animal and stick my tongue out a second later as Syd kicks me in the ass. Chloe uses my hair and drags my tongue along the entire toilet seat. I’m going to have to bleach my mouth out and get tested for so many diseases after this. I do several laps of the seat before Chloe lets me go and stands up. I just stay kneeling by the toilet to scared to move. “Syd beat the fuck out of him” Chloe demands of her muscle who immediately grabs me by the hair and yanks me out into the open area of the locker room again. “Syd ple-“ Syd kicks me right in the face and my head snaps back as she starts stomping down on my body. I try to roll away and just end up rolling into Mya who joins in and starts stomping me. Chloe joins in a few seconds later as every inch of my body is stomped on and kicked as I cry and beg for mercy like a little bitch. The brutal beating goes on for a few minutes before it mercilessly stops. I’m a sobbing ball on the floor. Chloe kneels down and forces my face up. “See you next week bitch” the three girls then all spit on my face and leave me a complete and broken mess on the floor.

It was a nice night, if not a bit chilly, as Barbara swooped into Central Gotham park. Or, at least, as nice as a night could get in Gotham. She was about to turn in for the night, having just finished tying up a few loose ends, when she overheard a call for help on a police radio. The officer on the other end reported they were in a rather taut situation with a gang, but it went to static before she had finished. Though, whatever the end of the message was going to be, Barbara was confident she could deal with it. After all, taut is what Batgirl does best, she reasoned. Taut is what I do best? She winced at herself as she stalked through the trees, looking for the cops. There had been, unfortunately, no extra information given in the call, so she was on her own. She eventually managed to find the square from where the call came. Several sidewalks all converged here, twisting around a large, abstract art piece. It was composed of dozens of metal rods, all painted in different

Josh looks out the car window. The houses and stores are familiar. He wouldn’t think they would. He never thought of them much, but they were etched into his brain apparently. “Good to be home?” Stan looks over from the driver’s seat. Stan was a big burly guy with some stubble. Sharp contrast to the skinny, normal height, Josh with bright blond hair. Only ‘big’ thing about him is he plumper than usual behind. “I guess. I haven’t been away for as long as I thought” signed Josh. He’s on his Sophomore year. Right out the gate he moved a fair away distance. Whereas Stan is a firm towny. Community college and living at his parents’ house. “So, what’re your plans?” “Gonna go out to McGills later.” Stan nods in agreement. Every post-grad meets up at McGills. They round a corner. “Christine says she’s gonna be there.” “She’s hot.” Christine has been Josh’s high school crush since Freshman year. It had never worked out with either one of them dating. He’s hoping to change

Vincent’s P.O.V. My foot bounced as I watched the clock. Dominic and I didn’t share any classes today so I couldn’t have him there for comfort. I should’ve been excited to see my brother again. Part of me was but the other half was a little terrified. Growing up, Axel could be caring and protective especially with our mom not really around. However, he also liked to give me wedgies and shove my head in the toilet. He got better as we got older but even at eighteen, I still got my boxers yanked by him pretty often. Hence why I had mixed feelings about the next few days he was going to spend at my place. As I got out of my last class, I checked my phone. Axel: I’m twenty minutes out. See you soon, Vinny By the time I got home, I only had about ten minutes to myself before he would get there. When my phone pinged again, I got nervous until I saw it was from Dominic this time. Baby ❤️: Have fun with your brother. I hope we can talk later tonight, love you I smiled and texted back

So, back in my sophomore year, there was this girl named Sarah that got transferd from her old school due to her parents getting a new job in our town. She was very nerdy as well, so it made perfect sense that she would become one of the members of our group of losers. We would become very good friends, almost every night we would play games or just chat on discord. So yea, her and I were very close, even more so then with the other boys in our group, so naturally this drew attention from the cool kids in our school. By that time, she was considerably ''left out'' from the bullying that we would suffer, and what little bullying she did receved was basically limited to people laughing at her back or the cheerleaders throwing an offense or two... I guess maybe because she was a girl or something, idk. But one day things would be a little diferent for her. On that specific day, we were in our table having lunch and playing DnD when this group of four jocks and four cheerleaders