Wendy has four of the sorority girls surround you, telling them to hold onto the little college-type cheerleader skirt. As each girl holds the pleated material at a ninety-degree angle to your lithe body, Wendy uses the sharp shears to slit the yellow pleats of the purple skirt up to near your waistband. Then, as the four continue to hold up your mini, Wendy brings the cold metal to your tender hipflesh.
You suck your breath deep at the touch of the razor sharp blade as it pokes your skin and works underneath your outfit's uniform bloomers. The bright yellow material snuggles your privates like cellophane. Or it did. One snip at each hip and the panties are a memory, lying at your Niked feet.
You feel embarrassed at the trickle of moisture you feel escape your engorged labia at the idea of being pantsed in front of these hostile girls.
The scissors comes back to your crotch, snipping at your thick, but neatly trimmed, pussy thatch.
You wonder what Wendy will do next-
--clip, then shave your pussy
--clip your headful of curly locks
--cut up your cheer sweater
--make you clip your pussyhair
Time remaining: 71 hrs. 39 mins. |