Walk with me for a moment, and imagine something.
>You’re walking to school in the morning with MariMari Underscore EN. You notice she’s walking a little gingerly, and when then strong wind gusts come, she seems way quicker to press down her skirt than she usually is, but only in the back.
>Eventually, you get too curious to resist, and after she takes a half step and winces, you ask what’s wrong.
>She looks at you like a deer in headlights, freezes for a solid three seconds, before eventually stammering, “Uh, n-nothing, Anon! It’s all good here. Haha.” The laugh is definitely forced, and you can’t help but notice her cheeks are really flushed. She’s definitely hiding something, and whatever it is, it’s embarrassing.
>You remind her that you’re her friend, and you’re concerned about her because it seems like she’s in some kind of discomfort, and no matter what she tells you, even if it’s the most embarrassing thing in the world, you will keep it a secret. You’re being honest, you wouldn’t tell anyone anything and you wouldn’t use it as blackmail. You like to razz Mari, but you’re not a monster.
>She fidgets and shifts her weight from side to side for a moment or two, looking at her shoes as she debates in her head whether to admit anything to you. By now it’s clear that if she says nothing’s wrong, she’s lying, but if it’s embarrassing enough, she might try anyway, and if she does you’ll respect it. Whatever it is, it can’t be that embarrassing, though. In your head, you’re imagining that she’s probably just on her period or something, even if that doesn’t explain everything properly.
>Finally, she sighs, cheeks flushed scarlet, and, without meeting your eye, she mumbles, “F-Fine. But if you tell anyone, I’m gonna kill you.”
>As you watch, Mari turns and hesitantly lifts up the back of her skirt. You have a brief flash that she might be about to show you she’s wearing a thong, which would explain her walking weird, but before you can even process how hot that would be, she’s already lifted up her skirt enough to show you that she’s still wearing her usual white briefs. What’s different than the usual times you’ve seen up her skirt, though, is the fact that the perky butt cheeks peeking out below the leg holes of that underwear—and the thighs below it too—are glowing a cherry red, the kind of red that you knew could only result from skin being smacked repeatedly.
>You stare for a moment, drinking in the sight as Mari drowns in steaming embarrassment, before asking if she got spanked.
>Mari drops her skirt lightning fast and stands straight up, lips pressed tight together as she shuffles around to face you and crosses her arms in a vain attempt to look aloof. “Um, y-yeah,” she admits, her voice still quavery with humiliation. “I didn’t do that great on the last exam, and let’s just say my parents weren’t too happy about it, haha.” The laugh this time is a little more genuine, but you can tell she’s still forcing it.
>You can’t help but crack a bit of a smile as you inform her that’s kind of funny. A senior in high school being spanked by her parents? Geez, she must have done REALLY bad.
>Mari looks about ready to melt through the sidewalk. “It wasn’t my best work,” she mumbles, her voice growing higher. You wonder if she’s regretting showing you this. “A-Anyway, that’s why! I got my ass beat, okay? Now—Now if you tell ANYONE…!”
>You honestly reassure her that her secret is safe with you, though she really needs to work on walking normally, or else people are going to get suspicious. After a moment’s thought, you mention the thong idea as something she could tell people if they get too suspicious. Flustered, she freezes for another second or two before pouting, scowling at you, and then slugging you in the arm, before turning and continuing on the route with hasty, but slightly less ginger steps.
>You laugh to yourself and follow her, but instead of watching your surroundings as usual, your eyes are now squarely fixed on her butt. The fact that you know right below that swishing pleated skirt are your friend’s red-painted butt cheeks is giving you the hardest boner you’ve ever had in your entire life. And, perhaps thanks to that, you’re suddenly starting to see your tomboyish friend Mari in a very different light.
>Would it be bad form to ask her out while she’s still sore from a spanking?