Got Ya! Now, It's Time To Play! Pt2

Morgan

His back was turned, and he had his earbuds in, so I leaned down a bit and yelled, "You've got quite the skibidi rizz ya based gigachad!" I know it made absolutely no sense, but that was the point. He jumped, screamed, turned around, and had the best "What The Fuck" face ever!
The laughter between all of us was insane! We were about to have way more fun than we thought we would. You see, when I was shouting nonsense to scare the shit out of him, one of my friends was recording him drilling another hole in the wall. That's right, we caught him and were brilliant to record him the moment he pulled into the park. His eyes were big; he was fumbling around, trying to speak, pack his shit, and run off.

We were not going to let that happen.
First, there was the bantering. 

"What's the problem, Chad? Nervous?" "Come on Chode-Choker; you're not afraid of us girls'" One of my girlfriends pulled down her pants to reveal a pair of panties, and on the back, she wrote, "Perverts Can't Have This" and shook her ass in his face. Oh, this was going to be so much fun!
 I put down the backpack and unzipped it. I pulled out:

A plastic tiara 
A diaper
A shirt, just a bit smaller than his size that says, "Perv Princess."
4 brightly colored Sharpies

I threw the shirt at him, told him to undress completely, and put the shirt on. Of course, he began to argue back, and we let him a bit. "I won't do it again! Please, I'm sorry! I can't help it!" I almost spit up in my mouth listening to this disgusting slob try to weasel out of this punishment. I just sweetly reminded him that he needs to do everything we say, or we will send this video to his wife, parents, and boss. Or, worse, we'll post it to social media and let the world do with it what they want. 

It's impressive how penis pimples like Chad shut up pretty quickly with the threat of outing them to a few million strangers. 
He quickly took off his clothes and tugged the overly small shirt on. He pulled it down as far as it would go, and it fit exactly as I wanted, stopping just above his belly button. Then I told him to stand, spread his legs, and that was when my girlfriends grabbed the diaper and plastic tiara and finished dressing the pathetic little bitch. It was adorable, and I just had to take pictures. It was then he looked at us, pleading, "Ok, I did it, you took pictures, I'm humiliated, and I will never do it again. Can I go now, please? I won't tell anyone."

I laughed so hard! We all did. I distributed the Sharpies to my besties, looked over at the little squirming pile of rejected sperm, and said. "But we haven't started yet."
Curious about what we did with those Sharpies?

Then download my immersive audio, "What Happened to Chad?" but only if you can handle the truth.

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