The Panties

"Nine. Twenty-four. Nineteen." Words escaped quietly from Gumball's lips. The locker door opened with a loud Errrrrkkkkkkkkt! The interior of it was bare, save for his backpack. Gumball just had to put in all his school work and books into that pack and he'd be all ready to go home.

As he reached for the backpack hanging on a hook, Gumball felt a sense that somebody was behind him, but he decided to simply ignore that feeling, deciding it was nothing more but his irrational paranoia.

Gumball got his backpack down, he unzipped and was about to put all his stuff in it before he felt a sudden sharp tug in his pants. He was getting a wedgie. His undergarments were squeezing into his thighs, crushing his genitals. He let out a cry, almost sounded like a moan. He dropped his books and turned his head to see who was doing this; it was Jamie.

She looked at Gumball with her big dull eyes. She had a big grin as she saw the look on his face, she started to laugh when she could sworn she saw tears trickling down his cheeks. She looked down, wondering to see if the elastic to his filthy undies were going to break soon. Jamie looked down and then she dropped Gumball to the floor, shocked to what she just saw. Gumball was wearing frilly, lacy, pink panties. The panties were small, barely able to cover up his entire ass; they were the kind someone would see on a lingerie model, not a twelve year old boy.

"Oh my gosh." Said Jamie. Gumball got up; he hurried to tuck his panties back into his pants, he faced his back to the wall. Jamie could see he was already sweating a lot like a criminal. Their eyes met, the two of them didn't try to look away; they were waiting for the other to make the first move. Jamie noticed how hard Gumball was breathing, his heart was beating fast, terrified like he was. Jamie realized that this discovery is a good thing.

"I always knew you were a faggot." Jamie smiled, then she started to chuckle. "But-but…Seriously? Ha. Are you serious? You're wearing panties? Ha. Why- Ha! HA! Why are you wearing-Ha-panties?"

Gumball's eyes darted around. "I'm-I'm…What? I'm not wearing p-panties" Gumball said meekly, Jamie knew Gumball was lying, he makes it so painfully obviously.

"Hahaha. I'm not-haha-an idiot!" Laughed Jamie. "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not wearing panties. Honest!" Cried Gumball. Jamie jumped on Gumball and pulled down his pants. His girly underwear was now in plain sight. Jamie laughed even harder.

"HAHAHAHA! Holy-fuck! Oh my God! AHAHAHA! You-You! Fuckin'-You're a faggot! AHAHA!" Jamie clutched at her sides as Gumball pulled up his pants.

"It's, it's not like I do it all the time." Said Gumball.

"Heheheehee. Whatever." Said Jamie. Gumball looked like he was going to say something but all that came out of his mouth was Uhh Uuuuhhhhhh…

"Ha. God Damn." Said Jamie. "I've-I've got to tell somebody."

"Please no!" Cried Gumball. "Don't tell anybody about this, please. Please."

"Are …you crying?" Asked Jamie.

Gumball sniffled, and then he wiped his cheek with his sleeve. "Yeah…"

Jamie continued to laughed. "Ahahaha. You faggot. Well, there's nothing you can do about it."

"Please Jamie, don't tell anybody about this."

"There's nothing you can do about it Gumball." All of a sudden, she became deathly serious; she was frowning and gave Gumball a cold penetrating look. "I'm gonna tell Tina. I'll tell Anton, Tobias, Carrie, I'll tell Masami, Penny."

Gumball looked at Jamie, he felt his heart tearing itself apart; he let out a small cry, like a little hiccup. He nodded his head side to side. "Don't do this…"

"And everyone's going to know how much you love cock and taking it up the ass." She ended what she had to say with a laugh. She began to walk off. "See you later."

"Jamie! Don't!"

Jamie turned around, continued walking away. "Hey, does your brother know you're a fag? Oh my god, maybe that's why you hang around with him so much, you want sex with your own brother. Ge-Hahaha! Fucking damn it, god damn, I should've seen it sooner. Does he know? Does he even know about this?"
"No, don't tell Darwin."

"I should probably ask him if he knows his own brother is a fag." Jamie laughed and laughed and started walking forwards again.

"No! Jamie! You can't tell Darwin! Not him!" Gumball started to run over to Jamie, his arms stretched out, ready to grab a piece of her, but Jamie saw him coming and quickly acted. She punched him right in the face; he stumbled backwards but was still standing. Jamie punched him in the guts, he fell down. He grasped his stomach; he took a deep breath and coughed. Jamie stood above Gumball; she could see his red puffy eyes staring right at her.

"I can say anything to whoever I want." Said Jamie. "No crybaby faggot can stop me."

"I'm-" Gasped Gumball. "I'm not a faggot."

Gumball rolled around and started to lift himself off the ground, Jamie decided she was done here and began to go her way, but then she felt her tail has been grabbed. Jamie saw Gumball crouched on the floor, holding her tail.

"Don't touch me." Jamie said.

"Please. Don't tell anybody about this." Gumball said. "I-I wanted just to wear them for a day. To feel how it's like." Gumball hanged his head down, he sobbed. "You can't do this to me."

"You picked the wrong day to wear them." Jamie pulled her tail away from him. Then she punched his forehead, sending back to the floor again. She walked away.

Gumball rubbed his head; he could feel the weltering bruise. He look up at the ceiling, the florescent lights irritated his eyes, especially after just sobbing, he squinted. He could hear Jamie's footsteps getting fainter with each step. To Gumball, those footsteps were the sound of a painful, torturous life. Nothing was going to be the same; he was always going to be known as some faggot trannie. Girls would, at best, just consider him a sassy gay friend, a goddamn accessory. Guys wouldn't want anything to do with him, the ones who would will just spend time with him at night; they'll leave in the morning, leave him all alone with a sore anus.

The tears started to come again.

"You can't do this!" Yelled Gumball. He said it to no one specifically. He just wanted to start yelling. His body was hurt so badly that he had to yell it out, scream at the top of his lungs until he passes out from exhaustion. "You can't do this!"

Gumball had fits of crying and yelling. "You can't do this to me! I just wanted to wear them for today! I-I-I feel awful all the time! I-I feel like shit!" His face was scrunched up, wrinkles and everything. "I wanted to feel good! I wanted to feel pretty!" Gumball covered his face and began rolling around the floor. "I wanted something! Anything! Make me feel good! I sound so stupid, but I liked myself for once. I felt happy! I was happy!" He got up. His arms were desperately trying to wipe off the tears. "But no one is going to understand that." He said between gasps and shudders. "I can't explain it to them. They won't understand. They-they won't think it's OK for a guy to dress in girl clothes."

Gumball started to walk in a daze, his face buried in his hands, he stumbled around the hallway, not sure what to do now. Not sure about anything.

He bumped into someone; he jerked himself upright and then raised his arms up to his face; to hide his crying.

"Sorry." Gumball said. He didn't get a good look at whoever it was, but went around them nevertheless. The mysterious person stopped him though. They took a hold of his arm and gently lower it. Gumball looked down, not wanting to be seen this way.

"Look at me." The voice belonged to Jamie. Gumball looked at her, he was startled.

"Wha-what do you want?" He asked.

"Don't talk to me like that." Said Jamie, taking Gumball's question as some sort of threat. "You don't want me to tell everyone about your problem, right?"

"…You didn't tell anyone?" Said Gumball softly.

"Yes or no."

"Oh, umm…No. Don't tell anyone."

"Alright then." Said Jamie. "I won't."

Gumball was speechless. All he could muster was a tiny squeak. "R-Really?"

"Yeap. But…" She paused for dramatic effect, Gumball noticed Jamie's smile turned, turned sinister. "You've got to do me a favor."

"A favor?"

Jamie's grin inched wider. "Yeah, a favor."

"W-wh-what is it?" Jamie didn't answer him; instead, she kissed him on the cheek. Gumball felt confused, he didn't say anything. Jamie kissed him again, and again.

Is, is this the favor? Thought Gumball. I guess it is. She likes me?

Jamie kissed Gumball on the lips, she lingered on them. Gumball thought it was almost kind of cute that Jamie was threatening blackmail on him just so she can get to kiss him, almost.

Gumball felt something enter his mouth, it was Jamie's tongue. She was going wild, moving her tongue everywhere in his mouth, playing around with his own tongue, trying to get it to join with her as well. Jamie held Gumball tight, close to her. Gumball tried pushing her away from him, he tried to voice out his disapproval but it was pointless, all that came out was muffles. Jamie got a hold of his tongue and began sucking on it, he didn't want to admit it, but it felt oddly arousing. He continued to push her away though. Finally, Jamie let go of him, but she was extremely upset and so she punched him in the jaw and grabbed him by the ear and held him uncomfortably close to her face.

"Are you a damn idiot?" Said Jamie. "This is the favor; I get to do whatever I want with you. Got it?"

"Uhh…"
"If I want to kiss, you better pucker up and like it." Jamie stopped to see if he had anything to say. "If I want something, you better do it for me, or else I'll fucking tell everyone what a goddamn raging piece of homo shit you are. Do you want me to do that?"

"N-no."

"Then you let me do anything I want with you. Anything I want. Got it?" Gumball hung his head, defeated, he nodded. "Good. I want to kiss now, what are you going to do now?"

"P-pucker up." He puckered up his lip, ready for Jamie.

"Good boy." She continued where she left off, sticking her tongue in Gumball, holding him close to her so there's no chance of escape from him. He closed his eyes and hoped she would be done soon.

One of Jamie's hands started to go a little down, Gumball could feel her hand, feel it running down on his chest and on the front of his pants. He heard Jamie unzipping his pants, he cringed at the sound. He then felt the cold touch of Jamie's hand on his erect member, he started to cry and started to push Jamie away again.

Jamie pinched his arm and then grasped his neck with her free hand, she was strong, she was able to hold him off the ground. "What did I just say Gumball?"

"S-s…I'm sorry." Said Gumball. Jamie dropped Gumball to the floor. She crossed her arms.

"And now I'm not in the mood anymore. Thanks a lot Gumball." Gumball tried getting up off of the floor, but couldn't, perhaps from the embarrassing erection he was sporting, or maybe he just felt like staying on the floor and never moving again. He crossed his legs and sat, rolled tightly into a little ball.

"Yo-you're not going to tell everybody now, are you?" He asked.

Jamie didn't responded, she looked away from him.

"I'm-I'm sorry. Please don't tell. I-I can do it…better." Gumball sighed, this is what he has been reduced to; a playtoy for the biggest jerk in the school. Was this really the best option for him? "Yes…" He said very quietly.

"Here's the deal Gumball." Said Jamie. She took out a napkin and a pencil, she wrote something on it. Gumball looked up at her. "From now on, and I do mean from now on, until the end of time, I own you. You have to do everything I ask you to do and you do it."

"O…n-Okay. Yes."

"That's right. I'm gonna have fun with you. And you won't tell anyone about this and I won't tell anyone about your secret, cause that would be horrible, absolutely horrible, wouldn't it?" Jamie was close to laughing.

"…Yes…" Jamie handed him the napkin.

"This is my address, when it's your bedtime, come to that address."

"B-but I'd-"

"I don't want to hear it. You come to my house or-you know what can happen." Gumball reluctantly took the napkin. "Good. I'll see you then."

She walked away, leaving Gumball alone by himself, cowering in the middle of the floor with tears and bruises and saliva all over him. The whole school was unbearably quiet. Too unbearable for Gumball; the goddamn silence, as though nothing had even happened here. He was crying and screaming and cursing like a broken man just a moment ago, but now there's nothing, absolutely nothing. The noise was gone. Silence.

The End.