As the new girl coughed and gasped for breath from the food stuffed in her mouth, the girls surrounding her smiled maliciously. Their leader stepped forward, pulling off the used food wrappers that remained. The potential leader sneered at the small amount of food the new girl managed to eat. "Pathetic," she spat out before turning to the rest of the group.
"Alright, ladies," she said, clapping her hands together. "Time for some real fun."
The group of girls quickly formed a circle around the trembling girl on the ground, their eyes gleaming with excitement. One girl, Samantha, stepped forward, holding up a long, solid object. "What do you think this is?" she asked with a mocking lilt.
Before the new girl could even respond, Samantha pushed the object into her mouth. It was cold and hard, pressing against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. The girl tried to resist, her eyes widening in fear as she realized what was happening. But there was nothing she could do as Samantha pushed the object deeper and deeper down her throat.
As she choked and gagged on the object, the girls couldn't help but laugh. They taunted her, calling her names and making crude gestures. The leader, Emily, took the opportunity to lean in close. "You know," she whispered, her breath hot against the new girl's ear. "I've always wondered how someone would react if you..."
Her words trailed off as she pulled out a small, thin object. It was tan with occasional brown spots, and the new girl's mind immediately jumped to what it could be. "N-no," she stuttered, trying to back away. But it was too late.
Samantha and another girl, Sarah, grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back. Emily roughly grabbed the girl's panties and, with one swift motion, ripped them off. The new girl let out a muffled scream as she felt exposed and vulnerable.
Emily smirked, holding up the object she'd been preparing. "You see this?" she asked, waving it in front of the girl's face. "This is what we're going to do now. And there's nothing you can do to stop us."
With that, Emily pressed the object against the new girl's rear entrance. There was a moment of resistance, but it was brief. The pain shot through her body, making her cry out in agony. But it was nothing compared to the feeling of humiliation and helplessness she felt as the object was slowly pushed inside her.
The other girls cheered and clapped, egging their leader on. "Come on, Emily! Make her yours!" they shouted.
Emily continued to push the object deeper and deeper until it was fully inside the girl. She then removed it and stepped back, admiring her handiwork. The new girl lay there, sobbing and trembling, completely broken.
"Class dismissed," Emily announced, turning on her heel and walking away, leaving the broken girl alone on the ground.
