Christy's Wedgies Part 7“What do you mean we lost her?!” shouted Cameron.Christy's Wedgies Part 7 in Scraps More Like This
Christy had to take a couple of steps back due to her friend’s outburst. None of them had noticed when or how, but Katie was no longer at their side. Cameron had been to busy monologueing and Christy was still thinking about what to do with her feelings towards Cameron. She knew one thing though, this wasn´t the best time to pop out the question.
“Maybe she found something interesting to look at” said Christy “Don´t worry though, she is eighteen! I am sure she will be fine”
But Cameron didn´t seem convinced at all “I still want to make sure” she grabbed Christy by the arm and dragged her behind them “Come on, let’s go!”
“Ok, ok!” said Christy and the two girls began their search of Katie.
The Goth girl whimpered as she felt Mary’s fingers brushing her buttocks. It wasn´t fair, she already got tons of wedgies in high school, m
Christy's Wedgies Part 6Katie groaned as the sunlight washed her eyes again “Oh, come on…five minutes mum!” muttered the sleepy Goth while trying to cover her face with the bed’s sheets. But no matter what, the sun was unrelenting and kept attacking the girl’s eyes until she finally gave up and lazily opened them both before narrowing them a little as she found herself in realy strange surroundings. The walls, the widows...the bed, none of it was familiar. Where was she? Had she been kidnapped?!Christy's Wedgies Part 6 in Scraps More Like This
Then, her brain decided to start working again and memories of the previous night came back randomly into her head. Fights, reconciliations, hugs, games, pizza and wedgies, lots and lots of wedgies. Right on cue, her behind remembered that too and Katie winced, biting her lower lip as her crack began to ache a little. Her older sister and her friend could realy give mean wedgies when they wanted to!
While she lazily massaged her butt, Katie dragged her feet around the room before go
Christy's Wedgies Part 13Cameron stopped to catch her breath. They had tried every single changing room in the campus and there was still no sign of her sister. With any luck, her panties would have ripped or she would have found a way to escape her wedgie. She wanted to think that and she trusted her sister, but she also knew that there was also a chance that Katie was still dangling by her underwear, alone and in pain. And she couldn´t allow that to happen any longer!Christy's Wedgies Part 13 in Scraps More Like This
Behind her, Christy stopped and gasped for air. The purple-haired athlete had barely managed to keep up with her friend’s speed and was now sweating from every inch of her skin. They were both tired and the brutal wedgies they had received before didn´t help them in any way. Christy’s panties were still reaching the middle of her back and Cameron’s were only some mere inches away from it. Their cracks ached and their butts were in dire need of some ice. Sadly, there was none nearby.
“Maybe she has managed to es
Christy's Wedgies Part 34“A hang....you are crazy!” shouted Katie.Christy's Wedgies Part 34 in Scraps More Like This
“A little. Now do it before I change my mind” grinned Mary while shaking her behind some more.
“I am not strong enough to lift you by your panties...”
“Then use a chair! Haven´t I showed you nothing about how you do a hanging wedgie?” joked Mary.
Katie nodded and slowly pulled the blonde’s panties upwards, forcing her to get back on her feet. The granny panties were now the size of a cape, which came out of the blonde’s pants and ended right on her neck. The Goth girl kept the waistband there while pushing Mary towards her closet. The blonde cringed and had to bit her lip to stop the louder moans from coming. She didn´t want to show weakness. She had made her choice and she would roll with it, no matter what! Her legs stumbled around as she reached the closet almost on her tip-toes, the annoying grinding of fabric through her ass making her growl a little.
“Are you sure
Christy's Wedgies Part 23Katie could already hear Patricia’s and Linda’s quick steps as they came after her, so she immediately quickened her pace. She had never been the fastest person though, not when they practiced in the gym and not now either that she was running for her underwear’s sake. The two bullies would catch her if she didn´t manage to somehow lose them somewhere. Her eyes looked at the main entrance and frowned. To obvious, she would need to take another way.Christy's Wedgies Part 23 in Scraps More Like This
Her high school was surrounded by a tall, dark-green fence, high but easy to climb over in some places where the builders had decided to shorten it. Katie knew many of those places and right now, they were her best hope of getting out of this problem with her panties intact. She clenched her teeth and sprinted straight behind some high bushes before jumping on the fence and starting her climb. Her arms ached as she forced her body upwards. Climbing had never been one of her strengths and she almost gave up just as she
Christy's Wedgies Part 24Rachel almost kissed the floor with joy when the last class of the morning ended. Every sinlge boring teacher they had had given class today and more than once, the purple-haired athlete had been close to drop her head on the table and fall asleep. Thankfuly, Maddison managed to stop her every time before that happened and Rachel had been able to, at least, take some useful notes. She still wanted to jump through the window every time the teacher opened his mouth though and when the bell marked the end of the last class, it had taken Rachel some time to believe it. They were finaly free!Christy's Wedgies Part 24 in Scraps More Like This
The first thing Maddie and her did was go to the bathroom, not only because the shorter girl needed to use the toilet. They gently pushed the door open, made sure that no one was in the small room and then made sure the door was closed tight behind them. With all of that settled, Maddison liked her lips and then jumped on her girlfriend’s arms, slamming her lips into hers. Rachel moaned and answe
Christy's Wedgies Part 2“And as you can see, it isn´t true that “The prince” by Machiavelli was written with the author basing himself on Cesars Borgia, but another European prince that...”Christy's Wedgies Part 2 in Scraps More Like This
Christy mentally groaned and tried to keep her eyes open while the teacher kept rambling about something that, after ten minutes of twists and turns, had changed so much she could no longer follow. Instead, her mind focused in other things which seemed much more interesting that the teacher. Like the lights on the ceiling, or the trees outside, so green and so full of life...the same couldn´t be said about the students inside the class. All their stares were the one’s of people who had lost hope and were just trying to survive the teacher’s insane ramblings. Christy didn´t blame them. Infact, there was only one person who seemed to follow the madman and that person was sitting next to Christy.
She didn´t know how, but Cameron had an amazing way of understanding the me
Christy's Wedgies Part 8After suffering many hanging wedgies in her lifetime, Katie had learnt some ways to deal with the boredom and annoyance of having to dangle only a mere few inches from the floor while fabric cut her ass like an axe. For example, if she was outside she would have enjoyed the view or looked at the birds around, thinking of how they must feel as the flew free without any wedgies to worry about. Then she remembered that most of them were killed by predators like hawks and owls and that, strangely enough, made her feel a little less annoyed with her situation.Christy's Wedgies Part 8 in Scraps More Like This
The bullies had hung her by her panties by the classroom’s line of hooks for coats more than once, always making sure that the teacher wasn´t there when they were doing it. It wasn´t as entertaining as the outside, but if she had some chairs or tables nearby she could at least try to grab them with her feet and drag them towards her. Usually this ended with her underwear ripping before she could even brush the wood of