You're Just So Bulliable

"I'm not some little dork you can just push around anymore! Understand?"

Addy stood with her hands on her hips, her head tilted backward so that she could look her old bully in the eye. Sam, the bully in question, was a personal trainer and an employee at Addy's local gym. She was tall, muscular, and even more popular than Addy remembered. She had always expected Sam to do poorly when she graduated high school, but the woman did quite well for herself. It irked Addy, who had difficulty finding work beyond internships and assistant positions. She had gone to the gym in the hopes that working out might make her more energized and well-rounded, but just wound up feeling as inferior as she did in high school. At least, when compared to Sam.

Sam was far more well-adjusted than she used to be. Working on her body and helping others do the same had been a large part of her becoming a better person. She became far more empathetic in her maturity and spent most of her day assisting others in looking great. So when Addy approached her, clearly enraged, Sam was confused at first. She didn't really even remember Addy let alone the pain she had caused her. It only dawned on her after Addy had left in a huff. Sam shook her head and sighed, unsure of what to do. For the time, she let Addy be; but the next day, she confronted Addy in the locker room of the gym.

"I remember you. I didn't yesterday. Sorry about that. And sorry for whatever I did. I wasn't the best kid."

Addy huffed. She was exhausted from her quick workout and hadn't expected to encounter Sam again so soon. "It's fine." she said. "I just hadn't expected to see my old bully here."

"Small world," said Sam. She yawned and stretched with her right arm pulled back behind her head. "Anyway. No hard feelings right? We're both adults. Besides, you turned out pretty cute. I'd say we both did well for ourselves."

At that, Addy blushed. She hadn't expected her old bully, let alone such an attractive woman to say something like that. "Yeah well...I still feel like a bit of a dork to be honest. Especially when next to you. I mean...goodness, you're huge! I bet you could still shove me in a locker with ease."

Sam laughed. "Oh yeah. You'd fit in pretty easy too. Wait...you're wearing panties right? I mean, I can't give you a wedgie if you're goin' commando."

Addy suddenly felt something that she only felt late at night when she was alone in bed. It stirred emotions in her that she normally kept hidden deep down. "Oh yeah. Pretty pink and stretchy ones too. Perfect for an atomic wedgie," said Addy. "Oh but be sure to leave my undies above my nose. Gotta make sure I can still properly smell your pits when you put me in a headlock."

Sam chuckled, though it was clear that her heart wasn't in it. She was distracted. Her eyes had dropped down to Addy's waist and lingered there as she spoke. "Remember that time I gave you a wedgie so bad you peed yourself?"

Addy turned bright red. She thought of that day often. "Gosh...yeah...you called me little miss pissy panties. Everyone teased me for so long about that. Janet Baker kept telling everyone I wore diapers to bed after that."

"Well do you?" Sam asked. "I always wondered."

"You could come over and find out…" said Addy, her phone already in her hand. "I'm uh...pretty easy to find on social media but I can always give you my number if you wanna catch up sometime."

Sam bit her lip, a wry smile on her face. "Yeah, okay. But uh… is this gonna be some elaborate revenge plot or…?"

"Definitely," said Addy. "And when I inevitably fail, do go easy on me."

"I'll try, but maybe have a diaper ready," said Sam with a laugh.

The two exchanged numbers and went on about their own ways. Addy sat in the locker room for a while, wondering where she got the courage to be so flirtatious. She tried not to think about how hot the idea of Sam bullying her again would be. Her younger self would never forgive her if she knew she'd willingly allow the girl that bullied her relentlessly to continue to do so freely. Still, the thought of being at Sam's mercy made Addy incredibly aroused. So much so that she had to sit and calm down for a while before she could leave the locker room. When she finally did leave, Addy immediately went home. She writhed in bed for nearly an hour to thoughts of Sam. Never before had she felt so depraved.

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"Hey, hey Addy. Long time no see!" said Sam. She stood outside the locker room with her phone in her hand. Addy approached with her eyes downcast. It had been a week since she had gone to the gym. She hadn't bothered to text Sam for fear of her own feelings. The day after that fateful night, Addy had felt a great deal of shame at being so attracted to her old bully. She had hoped some distance would help, but Sam only became more appealing to her the moment she saw her again. Addy cursed under her breath. Sam wore a sports bra, a loose tank top, and some yoga pants that showed every inch of her muscular thighs. Addy had to hold her bag in front of her crotch as she was yet again too excited by Sam to stand properly.

"Oh! H-Hey Sam," said Addy.

"Sorry I didn't text you. I've just been busy and...well...I'm kinda just bad at these things."

"These things?"

"Yeah," said Sam. "You know how it is with cute girls, right?"

Addy blushed profusely. A giggle escaped her lips and she covered her face instinctively. Unknown to her, Sam caught a glimpse of her arousal then. Like Sam, Addy wore yoga pants. It was painfully obvious that she was excited to see Sam.

"Oh my gosh...I don't know actually. You're like the first girl...actually, nevermind. That's silly to say. I'm just gonna slip by ya here."

Addy entered the locker room to find it mostly empty. She headed into an empty back corner and put her bag down. To her surprise, Sam had followed her. The buff woman leaned on the lockers next to her. "Cute panties, by the way. They come in big girl sizes?"

Addy couldn't help but laugh. "Oh my gosh. Shut up, Sam. I'm a big girl so yes they do." She then looked back and, sure enough, the lacy waistband of her panties poked out the back. "But you could always take a closer look...I dunno...like if you wa--eep!"

Sam didn't need to hear the rest of what Addy had to say. She knew exactly what the woman wanted. With just two fingers hooked under the waistband, Sam had lifted Addy's panties several inches and caused the thinner girl to raise up to her tiptoes in response. "Your mommy pick these out for you, little dork?"

Addy shivered from head to toe. She hadn't realized it until then, but having Sam call her a dork was exactly what she wanted. "I-I picked 'em out. Not my mommy! A-And I'm not a dork!"

Sam pretended to sound corrected. "Oh yes. Of course. Sorry, little miss pissy panties. You're clearly a dweeb." She then yanked Addy's panties up as high as she could, nearly to her shoulders. "Did the nerd wear her extra stretchy panties today in the hopes that her bully wouldn't rip them?"

Addy gasped. She kept her palms on the lockers before her with her legs slightly spread as she balanced on her tiptoes. "I-I...uh…"

"Cute...she's so flustered, she can't even speak. Tell me, little dweeb, are you horny right now? Is being put in your place turning you on?"

Addy whimpered, unable to form a coherent sentence from being so flustered. "Uh...n-no!"

Sam reached around and gripped Addy's cock through her yoga pants. "You're practically twitching in my palm, Addy. Should I start calling you little miss sticky panties?"

"Oh...oh dear…"

"It seems like you're at a loss for words," said Sam, "So let's try this...repeat after me: please bully me."

Addy swallowed audibly. She had never felt so flustered in her life. "Puh...p-please bully me."

"And make me your dweeby little bitch."

"And...and make me...your dweeby little bitch...please…"

At that, Sam spun Addy around and pushed her face into her waiting armpit. Having just worked out, Sam's musky scent was powerful. She continued to hold Addy's panties in a strong wedgie as she put the girl in a tight headlock. "After all these years you're still little more than a helpless nerd. The only difference is that you came crawling back to me this time. You actually begged to be treated this way. Get a good whiff, Addy. You're right where you belong."

Addy took a deep breath and inhaled as much of Sam's scent as she could. It was intoxicating being treated in such a way. She couldn't get enough of it. Addy looked at Sam with pleading eyes and hoped that the stronger woman knew what she wanted. Of course, Sam was way ahead of her. The woman knew how to bully. A second later and Addy's pretty pink panties were stretched over her head in a painful atomic wedgie. Addy whimpered and squirmed in Sam's arms, unable to free herself if she wanted to. Just like high school, Addy was too weak to put up a fight. She was helpless to Sam's whims and that left her on the verge of a powerful orgasm.

"You're gonna squirt in those panties, dork." said Sam. "But not without my permission and not without earning the privilege. Understand?"

Addy nodded as she took another deep breath from Sam's armpit. "Mmmhmmm…"

"You're a helpless, pathetic little nerd. You should be thankful I've even paying attention to you. Go ahead and show me your appreciation. Piss your panties. Now."

Addy had been waiting for that very prompt. She wanted it more than anything. Nothing made her feel weaker or more helpless next to Sam like pissing herself. As hard as she was, it was difficult at first; but slowly, Addy managed to create a trickle. A small stain appeared at the crotch of her yoga pants. She weakly struggled in Sam's arms as she did so, desperate to relive her past.

"Oh my god. You're actually doing it. The dweeb is actually pissing herself. Guess that makes you my little toy now. Consider yourself demoted from a functional, autonomous adult to a depraved pants pissing loser that does whatever she's told." Sam reached behind Addy and opened a locker. With a fair amount of force, she pushed Addy back into the locker. It was just big enough to hold the skinny girl. "You're gonna finish pissing yourself. Make a nice warm puddle for you to stand in while you jerk it to thoughts of me. In fact, why don't you take these…" Sam reached down and stripped herself of her yoga pants and underwear. Her erect cock flopped out and stood at attention as she reached into her duffle bag and retrieved a roll of duct tape.

Addy knew what Sam had planned. Stuffed in a locker, peeing her wedgied panties with a full erection; Addy had never felt so depraved. She opened her mouth obediently and gladly took Sam's panties in her mouth. She remained perfectly still as her mouth and wrists were then duct taped. "Mmmmph!" was Addy's muffled 'thank you'. She then watched, completely enthralled, as Sam yanked her yoga pants down around her ankles.

"I want you to think about how in love with me you are, Addy. Worship me as you masturbate and squirt your pathetic load all over the back of this locker door." Sam then held up a combination lock. "When I get back, I expect you to not only know your place...but to be eager to live it as my personal plaything. Understand?"

Addy nodded, her hands already gripping the shaft of her twitching cock. "Mmmmph! Mmm hmmm!"

With that, Sam closed the door and locked it. Addy gasped around the panties in her mouth as she heard the click. She was completely at Sam's mercy. The thought aroused Addy to no end. So, just as Sam commanded, Addy thought of her bully as she stroked her cock. She imagined all the things Sam would force her to do as her helpless dork. Addy eventually came to the thought of being forced to suck off Sam. Drool coated her chin and piss dried on the inside of her thighs. By the time Sam finally returned, Addy had came several times and stood in a pool of her own urine.

Sam removed the lock and opened the door. Addy waited for her with a blissful expression on her face. Her cock was fully erect. Her hands worked it's shaft fervently. "That's a good nerd. I'm glad to see you've learned your place. Let's make sure everyone knows, shall we?" Sam pulled up her camera phone and started to take a video of Addy. Addy, fully enthralled in her own fantasies, completely disregarded the camera and continued masturbating. Even when Sam ripped the tape off Addy's mouth and pulled her sopping wet panties out, Addy continued. "Look at this mess you've made. All because you can't control yourself. This is why dorks like you get bullied."

Addy nodded. She agreed completely. "I'm a useless dork. Your useless dork, Sam!" said Addy.

Sam laughed. "No no no...only my equals can use my name. You, little miss sticky panties, are gonna call me mommy from now on."

"M-Mommy?"

Sam turned off her phone, then reached down into another bag she had brought. From it, she revealed a cock cage and a pair of thick, pink diapers. "You're clearly too depraved and helpless to look after yourself. You're standing in your own fluids after just sniffing my pits and getting a wedgie. You're pathetic. All the better that the little thing between your legs is kept locked up. After all, how humiliating would it be if your bully was in charge of your orgasms? Seems fitting for a dork like you."

Addy found herself nodding along as Sam spoke. Every sensible bone in her body told her to say something or to outright refuse; instead, Addy ejaculated on the floor in front of the locker and moaned. "You're right mommy...you're in charge! I'm sorry I'm such a handful! Please treat your little dorky plaything however you see fit!"

Sam laughed. "That's my girl. Even after all these years, you're still nothing but a plaything to be used as I see fit. Only difference is now you admit it's for the best." Sam then pulled Addy out of the locker and pushed her toward the showers. "It's after close so we're all alone. You know what that means?"

Addy shook her head.

Sam leaned in close and whispered in Addy's ear. "After I get done having my fun, you're going to be waddling out of here caged and double-diapered. And...well...there's more in store for you, but I don't want to ruin the surprise. Let's just say that you won't be seeing yourself as an independent adult anymore…"