Mr. Wiggles Returns (Literature)

 A large bus screeched to a halt in front entrance of the Scales and  Claws entomology and reptology museum. Candice sat up in excitement, the  first in her class, quickly shifted her button-up pants and white  buttoned shirt, and quick descended from the class bus. Emma, definitely  not feeling the same energy, jumped off the bus as well, giving out a  deep sigh.

“Alrighty class! Please exit in an orderly fashion”  Miss. Thinkerworth commanded.

It was a field trip day in her biology class.

Candice  was the most excited, smiling ear to ear at all of the creatures and  species. Emma followed behind, folding her arms, with the occasional  yawn, trying to not fall asleep.

The class moved forward across the museum, checking out each room.

“And  this is the komodo dragon room, beware class, it's a small dark room,  so make room and watch your step.” Candice and her class proceeds into  the dark room with illuminated glass cases. Classmates pushed towards  each other, causing Canice to be squished between her fellow pupils. Her  arms locked side by side, she could barely move with the small  exception of her hands and below her waist. With each shift of slight  movement, she could only make tippy-toe movements with her feet. Emma on  the other hand was behind her, tight but way more free than Candice.  Emma made a slight chuckle at Candice’s expense. Watching Candice  squirm, her bubble butt sticking out like a bugling beach ball, made her  cover her mouth trying to burst out and giving it away.

“Hey Candice, what’s what with you?” Emma quizzed. Candice barely able to turn her head, whispered back as best as she could.

“I’m  stuck, I can barely move like this!” Candice whimpered, trying to shift  herself out of her position, wiggling her backside at Emma, though  trying not to move in such a way that wouldn’t interrupt others rudely.

Emma  watched as Candice’s bubble butt stuck out like two beach balls  sticking out of a gym bag. Wobbling left and right, but no progress.

Emma shot Candice an evil grin, Candice knew what was coming.

“Don’t you dare!” Candice lipped over, shaking her head in protest.

“Gonna  do it.” Emma whispered, nodding her head in the same rhythm as Candice.  Candice could practically make out the devil horns coming from her  “friend”. Emma shifted her position closer and closer to Candice,  closing the distance between her wandering hands and Candice.

Emma  wanted to savor the moment with such glee, wanted to make Candice feel  every moment. Sliding her hands towards the front of khakis, Emma  unbuttoned Candice, and unzipped the front, the khaki's yawning open and  slipping down smoothly. Candice’s hands, pinned to each side, couldn’t  even have enough wiggle room to pick up her pants from slipping, not  even her fingertips.

“Okay class, lets move a bit more  please” Miss. Thinkerworth called. The class, as instructed, moved about  two feet more, causing Candice’s pants to slip down, sitting at her  waist, barely hanging on. “Oh God let no one see me!” Candice thought.  Emma, taking pictures of the arousing event, only caused Candice to  panic, trying to save herself.

“I hope you kids find inspiration! Maybe even take an interest in entomology some day!” the  Miss.Thinkerworth proclaimed.

“Speaking of entomology, I’m sure you remember our good friend! Mr.Wiggles.” Emma whispered in Candice’s ear.

With  no way to prepare or prevent, Emma pulls open the back of Candice’s  khakis and panties, dropping Mr.Wiggles in. Candice tries to move again,  but the struggle makes her pants fall further.

Candice felt the  familiar little toy scamper down her panties and wiggle down her  keister. She felt her khakis loosen further, and with no way of  fastening it back together, especially not without someone noticing, not  with such an embarrassing stance like this, she felt her khakis slide  to her thighs, exposing her panties completely to unsuspecting  classmates.

“Please don’t look, please don’t look!” Candice  chanted in her head, shifting ever so slightly, felt like an hour of  waiting time, staring into the ceiling, trying to resist the sensation  of the toy, pitter-pattering everywhere in her panties, vibrating in her  most intimate places. “Ah” Candice slightly moaned, “this is too much,  my khakis are falling, this-s ah-h toy…” Candice had to devise some kind  of plan. “Maybe if i-i, move a bit.” Candice twisted her upper body, to  try and grab her khakis from her thighs. She felt her fingertips touch  the waistband of her khaki’s...maybe she had a chance.

Suddenly, she felt and heard a slight swooping sound. Her attempt to grab her pants was the worst idea.

Candice’s  pants fell passed her butt, landing squarely on the floor. Candice  wanted to faint in embarrassment, no one has noticed yet, saving her  from an outpour of humiliation, but there she was, standing in just her  panties, her arms pinned to her sides, the cold room hardening her  aroused nipples, and Mr.Wiggles dancing around on her most private  areas. With each shift in the crowd, Emma gets an amazing view of  Candice forced to tippy toe with her pants wrapped around her ankles and  feet, exposed panty clad cheeks jiggling like two basketballs. Truly a  hilarious sight.

Candice’s lips quivering from the experience,  unable to do a single thing, but to hold her mouth shut with her lips  from making moans. Emma moved Mr.Wiggles everywhere she could, this was  the most amazing scenario! No matter what, Candice couldn’t take the toy  out. She felt the toy lizard’s paws go everywhere in her panties,  Emma’s favorite place was just between her cheeks, causing her butt to  vibrate like an alarm clock, initimitly tickling Candice.

Candice  squirming in the crowd, with her pants around her ankles, highly  aroused with nearly wet panties clinging tightly to her bubble butt. Mr.  Wiggles squirming and vibrating near her front, nearly drained Candice  of her energy, her knees began to buckle.

As if it couldn’t get  any worse, her panties started slipping, exposing her crack, Candice bit  her lip. Candice tries to wiggle her panties back up, but Emma turns up  the toy, causing Candice to dance and wiggle unable to concentrate.

“Here  let me help!” Emma devilishly whispered, taking the toy out of her  panties. Candice felt a slight sigh of relief. But her relief was short  lived.

Emma yanked Candice’s panties into a thong, pulsing the  pulling rapidly. on top of the wave of pain between her cheeks, rubbing  against her that caused public pleasure, she also felt her practically  bare butt jiggle with each pull. She might as well be naked.

Candice’s  bubble butt now jiggling violently was arousing her greatly, and unable  to walk any further, Emma holding her back from making any progress.

“Please! I can’t take it anymore. Stop pulling my panties” Candice pleaded.

“What’s that? Stop pulling your panties up?” Emma mockingly asked.

“Yes please stop pulling.” Candice begged.

“Up?”

“Yes, u-up, no wait!”
But  before she had a chance to clarify, Emma whipped them down to her  ankles. Completely exposing Candice’s naked cheeks to her class. Emma  rushed to the back, Candice could barely make it out at first, but she  stared wide eyed as she realised it was Emma’s hand on the fire alarm.  “Noooooooo!” Candice pleaded.

Emma’s hand gripped and slammed  the fire alarm, causing the sprinklers to go off, dripping water all  over Candice’s button down shirt, making it cling to her boobs til see  through.

“Oh! Looks like an emergency, let’s hurry class.” Miss. Thinkerworth waved towards the exit.

Candice  aroused and dizzly looks in front, sees the class quickly shifting  toward the exit, the light would expose her to the class. It was like  tip-toeing into her demise.

“Wait, I still can’t move! Oh no!”  Candice shrieked, began wildly shifting. With each step closer, Candice  began to panic, her embarrassing stance started coming into the light,  and her classmates started to notice Candice’s predicament. Giggles and  smirks evolved into and uproarious laughter, Candice trying to shift  through the crowd, slipped passed but fell to her hands and knees,  causing her panties to slip all the way down to her ankles.

“Candice!  What is the meaning of this?!” The Miss. Thinkerworth shouted, slamming  her ruler against the metal rim of the door. “Why are your pants and  undergarments around your ankles?! Why is your shirt see through?”

“Do  you have to say it out loud?” Candice exclaimed, wiggling back and  forth on her knees, pulling her wet shirt down the front.”

“Nice butt Candice!” Emma shouted, drawing more attention to Candice. Now other crowds and groups started to gawk at Candice.

“Ah!  No! This is embarrassing!! Please!” Candice screamed in embarrassment.  Trying to crawl away from the situation, she found herself stuck mid-way  on some exposed tile on the floor, keeping her bare butt and see  through shirt on display in front of the entire class!

Candice  was running out of the room trying to cover herself with her see through  shirt, making her bare butt completely visible to all of her  classmates, her jiggling hiney bobbled wildly from an inability to make  big strides. as she ran home.