>"J-Junko, w-wh-why?-" Was all he could mutter before Junko shoved another pair of panties into his mouth.
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>"Hmm.thats not enough, let me fix that" Junko laughed as she took Chihiro's legs, lifting them up in the air, legs spread into a full nelson position, putting his pink panties and small cock on display for everyone as he hung by his wedgie in the locker, whimpering and panting. >Junko grabbed the wedgie and placed it on the hooks of his locker, hanging him by his panties.
>Junko shoved him by his chest into her locker, laughing at how small he was and how easily he fit inside a locker. >Junko grabbed Chihiro's skinny wrists, placing them behind his back and tying them with the torn remnants of his brown skirt, holding his hands behind the wedgie tearing a hole into his sissy ass. >"Don't think you're getting off that easy." >As Junko placed the panties over his eyes, obscuring his vision, she let him wobble around a bit as she easily held him in place. >Junko shot her hands in the air lifting the panties easily way above Chihiro's head, causing a huge whine and moan to escape Chihiro's mouth. >"Of course a weak little bitch like you is getting turned on by this. >She wrapped a leg around his, noticing a small bulge form and a wetspot begin to form. >She lowered him to the floor, panty waistband in her hand, noticing he could barely even stand by himself. >As Junko easily lifted Chihiro in the air, seeing his legs dangle and him whimpering, more and more ideas of throwing the small one into despair grew in her mnd. >Chihiro's eyes rolled up as he felt his tiny little balls crushed. >Junko began his humiliation as she lifted the waistband of his pink panties, lifting the petite programmer in the air easily, yanking his panties high as his panties slid up his ass, panties turning into a g-string. >"Seriously!? Pink panties!? Oh man, no wonder you get bullied! But more severely, he felt hands around the waistbands of his pink panties yanked up and laughter heard from the girl of his affections. >Chihiro's eyes went wide with shock as he felt his brown skirt ripped away, legs and ass exposed. >He felt her hands wrap around his head, heat building up as he felt himself get hard as he imagined his head against her gorgeous, iconic breast and. His eyes closed made him wonder what was gonna happen. >Chihiro gasped but caught himself and did as he was told, closing his eyes and standing still. >"Sh, sh, sh, shhhhh.I know where this is going baby. >As Junko saw him standing there, a weak stuttering mess, an idea quickly came to her mind. >Junko placed her well manicured finger to Chihiro's nervous mouth, making his face quickly became a noticeable shade of pink, nearly matching Junko's hair color. And they all heard the same sting of rejection and the taste of despair she had become known for spreading. She'd been confessed to over a hundred times by guys and girls alike.
>"I.I-I-I um." Junko rolled her eyes, she knew exactly where this was going. >"Whats up, Chi-Chi?" she said, looking the crossdressing programmer up and down, easily towering over him even without her heels.
He swore he heard a giggle as she clicked her mini mirror shut. >"J-Junko?", he weakly squeaked out, confession already looking bad for him. >Chihiro Fujisaki nervously walked over to the blonde bombshell queen of despair as she did her makeup, mentally psyching himself up before his confession.
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