[#259] Doubles Detention

"You?  I wouldn't kiss you if you were the last girl on earth!" I balled my hands at my sides in frustration.  Akane was so insufferable sometimes, I swear!  I watched the anger build in her eyes just as the classroom door slammed open.  Our teacher stood there, looking livid.

"You two!  With me!"

Akane crossed her arms in a huff and I stuck out my tongue, but we followed our teacher all the same.  I couldn't believe she got me in trouble like this...

"I cannot believe you two, it's bad enough that you prance and parade around like everybody doesn't know how lovebirdy you are, but to be openly fighting like this? For shame, the act is going to stop, and it's time for detention to make sure that it does."

What?

"No! You have it all wrong, you don't get it, I'm not dating her!"

"Oh, way to sound sooo disgusted, Ranma!"

I stuck my tongue out and balled my hands again.

The teacher silenced us with a sharp smack on her wooden desk.  Akane and I both jumped in surprise, but we weren't expecting to see a paddle in her hands.

Before I knew what was happening, she took Akane by the wrist and pulled her over her lap.  She flipped up Akane's skirt, flashing the seat of her white panties.  I tried to avert my eyes, but... well...

"You pervert!" she shouted at me. "Don't you dare look at--" Another sharp sound silenced both of us.  Akane's panties had been pulled down and her bare ass had been spanked with the paddle.  The sexiness of the situation was gone and I started to feel nervous.

It didn't take a math surgeon to know that this wasn't going to turn out well for me, or for Akane, that was for sure, and I looked at the door with fidgety hands and thought about sneaking away. 

"Get the boxes from under my desk, Ranma," the teacher told me, and I looked at her quizzically, "and then start writing lines on the board."

"I... um..."

"Now!" Her voice was punctuated with another spank on Akane's reddening bottom.  I winced and nodded my head.

Under her desk, I found the boxes she was talking about.  I took one out and brought it back to her.  Then I went to the blackboard.

"Um... what am I writing, exactly?" I asked timidly.  I was too afraid to argue.  Our teacher paused for a second and said:

"Fighting with my girlfriend will get us spanked and diapered."

Wait, what...?

"I'm not writing that,"

"I'll continue spanking Akane just as long as you keep writing lines, Ranma."

Oh good! That meant I was going to get out of this scot free! I grinned and began writing on the board in chalk. And I did a good job, too, and by the time I was done, Akane's ass was the color of ripe red apples and I was looking so proud. I even turned back and did a few more lines, to show off! How was I to know that Akane was about to be diapered and it would be my turn?

I had never seen her cry like that.  Even with all the teasing and embarrassment I put her through, it was nothing like this.  Akane didn't argue or complain even once as our teacher taped her in a very large diaper and sat her in the corner with a dunce hat on her head.  She quieted down, but her tears never stopped.

Maybe I should comfort her, I thought to myself.  But just as I took a step toward her, the teacher grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me over her lap.

"No!  No wait!"

She flipped up my skirt and slid down my panties.  Tears formed in my eyes even before the paddle hit my butt.  I knew I would end up just like my girlfriend: spanked and diapered.