I remember along time ago when I was in junior high school. I witnessed these two girls get into a fight.
It was stopped by two teachers, but not before one girl tore off just about all of the other girls clothes (She was practically naked for those who are curious).
Some time later another girl bragged how she and a friend had sabotaged this other girls bikini so that it would come off in the pool.
Why is it that when one girl wants to do something to another girl it involves some kind of embarrassment especially if it public nudity?
Is there some pleasure in seeing another girl naked and embarrassed in public?
To elaborate on that, the girls who do this are pretty sure that another girl who gets her clothes stripped off will be humiliated at this treatment (all the more depending on how many people see this and who is in the group), and that it may also cause their opponent to stop fighting and run away. This can cause more lasting “bruises” than mere punches.
What school did you go to?
This never happened at my school. I guess I didn’t piss enough girls off.
Plus I never had to boobs to be humiliated, so perhaps they took one look at my flat chest and though… ‘why bother’.
When the one girl (the one that sabotaged the girls bikini) said that it was to watch her have to get out of the pool and run trying to cover herself with hands especially with a lot of people around. And LOL
If a teenage boy did this to another teenage boy - and not in fun, either, which “pantsing” frequently is - his own buddies would say, “Aw, weak, man.” It’s neither manly nor honorable to do that to another guy; males prefer beating the living crap out each other.
I’m not sure why it’s done… But the OP reminded me of how long it’s been since I’ve witnessed this.
The one in the pool is just wrong, but one of those moments I’d hear about in H.S. and be pissed I wasn’t there.
I agree with Dan, this definitely wouldn’t work for boys. I would’ve said, “Man, why’d you start tearing his clothes off all of a sudden?”
I think the stripping may go way back for girl fights, as an attack against the attractiveness of another female. It seems, for some reason, almost pre-civilized behavior.
It’s about humiliation and power. Girls at that age are learning how to manipulate relationships and people, so they will try out any number of things. Some girls, girls who are cruel, will go out of their way to devise the meanest, nastiest thing they can do to another girl.
I’d suggest reading Sars fantastic essay on the subject, Girls, Girls, Girls.
Thanks for the great link, phouka.
That reminds me so much of elementary school. My story is pretty identical to the one in the story. There were no incidents of public nudity. Nothing of the kind. Instead, there were even deeper wounds.
In kindergarden, I made a best friend. Her name was Rachel. We were best friends for years; would get together and play whenever possible. It was great! Then, she made other good friends, and I just got left behind. I had another good friend, Sarah. Sarah was one of those kids who was different, who didn’t always fit in. We always had so much fun together. But the other girls didn’t like Sarah, and they used to tease her. And, by association, I was then considered weird, and they would taunt me. It hurt. It hurt even more when Rachel would join in. This girl, who used to be my best friend, had turned on me, betrayed me. I tried not to show them how much it hurt me, but I would cry pretty much every day. I simply didn’t understand why these girls hated me so much.
Time went on, and I moved on to middle school. I learned how to hold back my tears, how to conceal my pain. I ended up being one of the ones looking disdainfully down at others. I wouldn’t be the one making the cruel comments, but I never said a word against it. Not even when they were talking about girls who used to be my friends. I started to avoid Sarah, as well as another girl I had originally been friends with at the start of the school year, because I didn’t want to be associated with them. I didn’t want anyone to see me talking with them, and thus think less of me.
However, I honestly feel that I almsost had to work this situation out. I’ve never apologized to Sarah or Rebecca, nor have I looked for an apology from Rachel or the other girls. I never see them anymore. It still hurts to think about how Rachel and the girls made me feel, and it hurts even more to think about how Sarah and Rebecca must have felt. But now, in high school, you won’t see me as the one staying silent. I stand up for people when others make fun of them. When people play mean pranks, I tell them exactly what I think of that. And I don’t think I would be like this if my elementary and middle school experiences had been any different.
What I witnessed between the two girls happened a long time ago. I have heard lots of horror stories since then about such things.
I have had some girls and women tell me that they could easily strip a well deserving girl or women (bitch, back stabber ect.), if the opportunity presented it self and that they could get away with it, and LOL about it.