There she is. The most popular girl in school, skipping class. You can’t help but watch as she applies her lipstick, smiling into the mirror of her compact. Too bad for you she catches you watching and immediately starts laying into you how nerdy and pathetic you are. She tells you that you’re never going to amount to anything, and that the best you’ll probably ever do is become a certified ass wiper to someone who’s actually successful in life (like her). She laughs and says you might as well start learning now and she snaps her fingers. Immediately you shrink to just a few inches tall, a...

There she is. The most popular girl in school, skipping class. You can’t help but watch as she applies her lipstick, smiling into the mirror of her compact. Too bad for you she catches you watching and immediately starts laying into you how nerdy and pathetic you are. She tells you that you’re never going to amount to anything, and that the best you’ll probably ever do is become a certified ass wiper to someone who’s actually successful in life (like her). She laughs and says you might as well start learning now and she snaps her fingers. Immediately you shrink to just a few inches tall, and the popular girl looks down at you from above. She starts teasing you, showing you her ass from under her skirt and telling you you’re going to be stuck there underneath her pantyhose and thong. She pulls her pantyhose and then her thong down as she laughs, talking about how stinky it’ll probably be back there and how she has gym class in a little bit. You meekly bring up class, and how the teachers will miss you, but she just laughs it off. “I’ll just tell them you’re working on a special project for me,” she smiles, “The teachers are in my back pocket.”