This choice: “I really wonder what those two are holding” • Go Back...Chapter #9“I really wonder what those two are holding” by: LordwithEyes   “Sorry Alexia.” Gwyn mumbled to herself as her cleric companion was steadily losing her battle against the thief. Walking over to the giggling pair, Gwyn took notice of where their hands were too, grasping eachother’s bottoms firmly.
“Interesting” thought Gwyn as she walked closer, finally taking note of what they were hiding. It was a gold coin! 2 to be exact! The pair were whispering rapidly to eachother until they noticed Gwyn and went silent. They amusingly tried to hide their treasure but an ahem caused them to look at Gwyn like a prey to be devoured. Of course Gwyn was not one to do that and instead introduced herself to them.
The left one was named Sarah and her friend was called Mary, both having been childhood friends from the same village before a day skinny dipping in the river has them land in the middle of a bandit camp, who had a lot of fun with them before sending them to here.
“So what you’re telling me...is that you two were trying to outdo the other...by giving yourself wedgies?” asked Gwyn incredulously at the thought of these girls purposely giving themselves wedgies.
“Not just a wedgie, an atomic! And how fast too! We were going to bet our coin but now that you’ve join it should be more interesting. So what do you say? Got anything to bet?”
Gwyn checked her pockets. Empty. Just great.
Shaking her head no, Gwyn prepared to leave before quiet whispers and then giggles caught her attention. Before she knew it, her pants were once again down to her ankles. Yelling in surprise Gwyn prepared to bend down before realizing this was likely a trap and flipped herself around, unfortunately her pants were constructing her movements so she fell to the ground with her butt in the air. Groaning Gwyn began to get up before she felt a set of fingers grab her frilly waistband again.
Preparing for another wedgie, Gwyn was pleasantly surprised when all she received was a light yank, one not too painful but noticeable. Looking up she saw the expectant faces of the two friends.
“Heya knife-ear, how about a little bet? What do—“ she gave another small yank “—you say bud?” Gwyn nervously said she’d consider it. Laughing the two helped her up and slapped her cheeks again.
Sarah said, “Okay, so here’s the deal. Let’s have a wedgie contest, we may have something you’d need and a little more.”
“What’s the catch?”
“Oh you know. If you lose, we’ll humiliate you a little more but if you win, you get our gold coins! And maybe something else you’ll need too.” She said smiling to Gwyn. Gulping Gwyn asked what it was.
“Who can give the fastest atomic wedgie.”
“Oh that’s rather simple then.”
“To herself.”
What? Gwyn shook her head at the ridiculous notion. Grinning Sarah held out her hand, who shook it reluctantly. Gesturing at themselves Gwyn realized what it was they were doing when they pantsed themselves, revealing Sarah’s tan puppy granny panties and Mary’s bright pink bird granny panties. At the sound of the “Go!” The bet began.
Gwyn wasted a lot of initiative hesitating, not sure if she was really going to do this before throwing in the towel. Just a little pain and she will get some gold! And with that in mind she moved her hands.
They shot right at the waistband, curling ten fingers eagerly around the waiting fabric. Biting her lower lip, the disgraced noble pulled her head back, spread out her long legs and yanked up!
“EEEP!” the elf’s perky butt seemed to follow her panties as she yanked them up her back. It was a long way to go but the panties have been abused and stretched to the point that forcing the waistband higher eas easy. Eventually the pink fabric began covering her back with a cape of pink cotton and frills. Nothing covered her butt now and her legholes had joined in the climb up.
However during the wedgie itself Gwyn looked up from her own problem and felt her jaw drop as the two friends had already had their panties on their necks and with another grunt they had snapped their waistbands over their head onto the forehead. Gwyn was shocked that she felt her grip become limp as her panties snapped back down.
Smiling at her, the pair made themselves over to the confused elf and gave her a mocking peck on the cheek. Without warning they forced her down and grabbed her stretched panties, rapidly yanking it to the top in mere seconds, and once again Gwyn was blinded by her frilly waistband. At least this time it wasn’t covering her nose.
Moaning in pain Gwyn grabbed her butt again as she felt her panties invade deeper. It was like the fires of hell had invaded her nether regions! She almost didn’t catch the words the friends were saying next.
“Wow that was great! You did pretty good actually! For an elf anyway. Usually they don’t wedgie that good unless they’re dark skins!”
“Agreed Sarah, you know what Gwyn? Since you entertained us so much how about we give you the coins anyway eh?”
Gwyn felt two cold metallic things enter her butt and with a yelp she turned around as she felt them shove their coins up her butt.
Groaning she picked herself up, fumbling with her waistband before detaching them from her head. She spent a good minute digging out the fabrics before she felt like her butt returned to a resemblance of normality. Eventually she walked off in a daze before she felt someone tap her shoulder. Turning around Gwyn took note of a very disappointed Alexia, whose flowery panties were snapped over her shoulders and her hands struggling to pull her pants up with them stuck. It seems getting pleasure from wedgies only extended to Zelga’s wedgies.
“Thanks for leaving me out to dry Gwyn. Really appreciated it. That thief had a lockpick too, but now that she’s hidden away somewhere we don’t have it.”
“I’m sorry Alexia, I really am! Please don’t wedgie my butt anymore! It’s been abused enough!” Gwyn deseroately cried out as she prepared for retribution. Something that Alexia sighed at. Shaking her head, she simply asked for assistance, one that Gwyn happily offered. Once she had her panties back in place and pants now covering them again, they planned their next move.
“Well now what? We gotta plan what to do fast! Also why do these coins smell weird?”
“Ahhh back to the point we’ll...”
Name: Sarah
Race:Human
Class: Bard
Height: 5’2
Bust: c-cup
Booty: bouncing bubble butt
Eyes: Bright blue
Hair: brown hair tied in a ponytail
Outfit: A simple peasant’s shirt and skirt, tattered with wear and dotted by lack of cleaning.
Undies: Currently a pair of stretched tan puppy granny panties
Weapon: None
Name: Mary
Race:Human
Class: Fighter
Height: 5’3
Bust: c-cup
Booty: perky and big butt
Eyes: Dashing brown
Hair: black hair tied in a ponytail
Outfit: A simple peasant’s shirt and skirt, tattered with wear and dotted by lack of cleaning.
Undies: Currently a pair of stretched bright pink bird granny panties
Weapon: None
Bio: Sarah was a simple farmer’s daughter growing up in the town of Corn abd it’s influences. She was a relatively normal girl until her neighbor and eventual friend Mary began bullying her, tormenting her daily. She would receive wedgies and noogies, endure spankings and pantsing, and all manners of humiliation.
She would later found out that that was Mary’s idea of “courting” and would soon develop a love for humiliation and punishments Mary would dish out. The two became close friends when Sarah discovered Mary giving herself a wedgie in her embarrassing princess panties and the two have since been together then. Mary of course is the dominant giver in their relationship but they flip flop every now and then to spice things up.
They would become notorious pranksters in their village and were the bane of many girls and women and even mothers! Humiliating their neighbors and themselves, and relishing the retribution as they loved being embarrassed themselves.
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