It’s safe to assume that ever since people have worn pants there has been the complaint of fabric packing itself into the tight space of any butt crack it could find. The annoyance of having material bunched up in the back and the shame of having to deal with it in public has plagued mankind for centuries. This unbiased felon went unnamed for many years of its undie-scrunching spree until an unknown genius gave it a name: wedgie.
Once underwear started becoming increasingly available to everyone with a variety of fabrics and styles to choose from the runway was set for the wedgie to begin its true reign of terror. The almighty wedgie quickly became a feared weapon in the bullys’ arsenal of tactics. Just saying the word would make band geeks’ clench their butt cheeks in fear and fill fetishists’ stomachs with butterflies as they let their waistbands peek out for an easier target.
Leaving a trail of shredded fabric, enlarged leg holes,
As she strolled through her room she looked out her window to see the sun high in the sky, it was almost noon, but she also noticed a strong stench coming from within her chambers, it was her, mostly her clothes. She went into her en-suit and de-robed and entered her shower to wash herself, once she was done she stepped out and picked up h
Her friends Billie and Danielle, two tall girls, had pulled down the new girl's shorts and Harriet had given her a hanging wedgie in the locker room throughout the entire period yesterday. The new girl had had some stretchy panties, but Harriet doubted this class period would be as fun as yesterday's.
Billie and Danielle were already in the
As Gwen moved her pawn to Ben's king she smiled, smashing it off the board and declaring herself as the winner. "Oh my God Ben! You're so bad at chess! I took your king with a pawn you loser."
"Shut up, I let you win Gwen, don't make me teach you a lesson!"
"Ben, with my magic, I'd be teaching YOU a lesson." Gwen taunted.
"We'll see about that!" He angrily yelled back to her. As he reached for his omintrix. As he was about to hit the button, and become unstoppable, he suddenly was lifted into the air. Ben felt a burning sensation and realized she was using her magic to wedgie him.
"Oh, you want a wedgie fight? You are so on. I'm gonna wreck those frilly little panties of yours Gwen!" Ben slammed on the omintrix, becoming the alien know as grey matter. He ran to Gwen hiding under the picnic table they played chess on.
"Stop running Ben!" Gwen ordered. Snickering, Ben reached her leg and began climbing up it