Inspired, in part, by the amazing ballhood pix of @samanthanw

Tamara was having trouble at college.

One of the other girls there, Laurie, was being a real bitch towards her, interfering with her kit, tripping her over and messing up her work. Then she made a move on her boyfriend…

That was the final straw.

Tamara knew she had to ‘get even’, somehow, but what was she going to do?

She suddenly had an idea…

She’d been watching a video on Facebook about a girl wearing an inflatable ‘ball hood’. The hood let her breathe through small holes at the top, which led down to tubes that inserted into her nostrils. She also had matching ball mittens.

She decided that she’d strip Laurie naked, then dress her in the ball hood and mittens, and she’d glue them onto her…

As the hood and mittens were inflatable, it was easy to smuggle them into college. She then stalked Laurie, grabbed her and pulled into a locker room.

“What the fuck…?”, cried Laurie.

Wham!

Tamara just hit her, as hard as she could. Laurie crashed against the lockers, then slid to the floor, unconscious.

Tamara quickly stripped her, then bagged up the clothes, meaning to bin them.

She fitted Laurie with the mitts first and pumped them up tightly, having lined the wristbands with superglue. She then pressed the wristbands onto Laurie’s arms, sealing the mitts on.

Feeling extra sadistic, she glued Laurie’s mouth shut, then glued the air tubes of the hood into her nostrils. Smearing superglue round the neckline of the hood, she pulled it over Laurie’s head and smoothed it into place.

Chuckling to herself, she pumped up the hood firmly, patting it to make sure it was fully inflated. She then filled all the valves with superglue, stopping anyone from deflating the hood or mittens.

This, however, was where she had made a terrible mistake…

Because Laurie had been unconscious when she fitted the hood, she had no way of knowing how tight it was against her head…

Picking up the bag of clothes, Tamara left the locker room, not knowing her ‘prank’ was about to go terribly wrong…

Laurie awoke to darkness and intense pain in her head and hands.

“Mmmmghh…!”

The feel of the cold floor against her breasts told her she was naked. Why couldn’t she use her hands, and why did her head feel like it was being squashed in a vice?

Bright lights flashed across her vision.

Suddenly, a mitt brushed against her chest. She felt the latex of the mittens for the first time.

She frantically tried to use her hands; she tried holding an arm under herself, trying to lever the mitt off, first one arm, then the other. Nothing budged. She reached up to her head…

She felt what seemed to be a thing like a beachball on her head. What the fuck had happened to her?

Laurie was terrified.

Using her feet as hands, she felt around, whimpering. She eventually managed to figure out she was still in the locker room, the men’s one, no less. She found a bench with her foot, eased herself into a kneeling position and crawled over to it. She then managed to line herself up and sat on it.

The cold bench against her naked backside was uncomfortable, but at least she knew now where she was. Now she was sort of stable, she started working on the hood and mitts…

By the way they pulled at her skin when she tried to remove them, she realised, with horror, that they had been glued on! The whimpering then turned to a wail, especially as she realised her mouth was also glued shut. At the same time, some of the senior boys were arriving for morning practice.

At first, they thought it was a weird joke. Then the realised Laurie was shivering, both with cold and fear…

The call came into the principal’s office.

He raced to the locker room, took one look, and was straight on the phone to the emergency services…

The paramedic’s sharp scalpel soon made short work of the main part of the hood and mitts; however, the wrist parts and the neckline were so tightly sealed to Laurie’s skin that they had to stay on. She looked like she was wearing a pink collar and bracelets. Very careful use of the scalpel, convincing Laurie to hold as still as possible, made it possible to undo her mouth.

Laurie cried herself out on the paramedic’s shoulder as he wrapped her in a space blanket…

Tamara’s stunt had the opposite effect to the one she wanted.

Laurie had more friends than ever, now. Even Tamara’s ex was supportive…