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“You gonna answer that, man?” Your roommate Cal smiles and turns away from the TV to look at you, the one whose cell phone was loudly vibrating. “Any day now, chief,” you other friend Sam chimes in. “You’re interrupting this thrilling action,” he adds, joking about the 0-0 football game the three of you were watching in the quad along with Fred and Kwame, two other guys from your dorm. Yes, you’d let it ring for a little longer than usual, but only because you knew who was on the other line without even looking. Sighing, you pull out your phone and walk back to your room to take the call. “Oh alright hot stuff,” Kwame chides you. “Private call, eh? Tell her we said heeeeeyyyyy!” He makes smooching sounds with his lips, getting big laughs from the guys. “Ah, shaddup,” you reply, waving your hand at them as you enter the room. You *wish* it was that kind of call. It’s Monday night at 8:30. The College Collegian’s weekly layout meeting was Monday at 9 PM, which meant it was time for
"Oooh! Ohhhh!!" she howled airily in something akin to overwhelming pain that its inflictor knew better as overwhelming pleasure. A solidly yellow waistband and same-colored leg elastics drew a line from the top of the canopy bed to the wearer's rump that jiggled as it swung in the tension it was subjected to. Further down the line of pressure was their wearer's legs that trembled -in excitement?- as they were spread apart as if to leave her no possibility of defense against the strand of white and yellow cotton that would make most girls clench up on reflex. And then, just beneath that point, another set of legs folded and crossed for comfort as if adding onto her victim's humiliation by virtue of her sheer detachment from the agony she was inflicting. A giggle followed that half-scream-half-moan she'd just gained for her efforts. She was expecting a good payday for sure. "T-To think-!" Darkness shrieked as her arms coiled herself in a hug that seemed intended to hold herself
The Fuchsia Freaks Attack: Tanya
by Magni

  Tanya Lyons, though never considered very popular, had always taken care never to be seen as a target. She was a quiet girl who had just moved to this city less than a week ago, and didn't want to start things off badly. She wasn't much of a target at her old school, but this was a new place and had new rules. However, today had been quiet so far. If she could just not embarrass herself... everything should have turned out fine.

  Unfortunately for the shy introvert, today was the day she became a target.

  Tanya was deep in thought as she absently wandered the streets of Abyssal Shores. Sh
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It had been two months since the Rainbooms had defeated the Dazzlings in the infamous Canterlot High battle of the bands. The school had settled down after the Dazzlings sudden departure and nobody had seen them after they had run off the stage. The Mane 6 had written off the evil sirens, all except Fluttershy, who worried over everything, and things had gone back to usual at Canterlot, in preparation for the annual Friendship Games. But, unbeknownst to everyone, including the Rainbooms, the Dazzlings were still at Canterlot High, plotting their revenge on each member of the Rainbooms. Fluttershy was in math class along with her friends Sunset Shimmer and AppleJack. She had a feeling that something was set to go awry. Sunset noticed Fluttershy’s worried expression and questioned her. “You feeling okay Fluttershy? You look like something’s on your mind.” “I’m good. I just keep thinking those mean Dazzling girls are still out there.” responded Fluttershy nervously looking over her
 “Hey, you told me this was character study! Not some fuckin’ bondage sesh!” Leon Kuwata growled as his tied hands were raised above his head and tied in place with a rope hanging from the ceiling. Korekiyo Shinguuji mulled over his response and watched carefully as the baseball star squirmed in the restraints.

“I’m afraid that I told you the kind of character study this was, you would never have agreed to help me. Apologies for tricking you, Kuwata-senpai.” Shinguuji apologised sincerely and placed his notepad on the table beside them. “Though this is definitely a study. I wish to study your reactio
"You fiery fool! You would dare disgrace my Four Dark Devas?!" Gundam Tanaka growled angrily as the four hamsters snarled at the red-head in front of him.

"What's your deal, dude? The thing was on my shoe. All I did was flick it off, it isn't hurt...weirdo." Leon dismissed him. In all honesty, Gundam never was a fan of Leon's attitude towards his hamsters. He would always make light of their power! Leon Kuwata would! Such a low-level creature that would never survive a day in Gundam's world!

As Gundam pouted, one of his hamsters leapt from his scarf and swung from one of the belts attached to Leon's jeans, weighing them down ever so slightl
When she was young, one of the fantasies that Mary entertained was that she would grow to be a warrior princess. Returning with grand armies and fleets, she would re-conquer her homeland from the heretics and restore the one true faith.

Fleeing into the countryside from an enemy attack certainly disabused her of that notion. Still, I can lick whomever I come across. She still had her dirk, but most important to Mary was her crucifix and rosary. She had no friends besides her; her faith was all she could count on. Why, her very destination for the night was Dundrennan Abbey!

It was a long trip, but one remarkably free from rebel troops. Mary
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DAY 2 I wake screaming as I feel my panties rip through my ass which is still sore from the pain I endured yesterday. My ass is raised high into the air before the panties rip dropping me hard on the ground. "Oh!" A low moan of pain passes through my lips. "Morning slut! I laid out your clothes for the day get reading fast or there'll be consequences" Matt says smiling evily. "Did you hear ME!??!!" Matt screams at me. I nod rapidly. Matt walks out of my room shutting the door behind him. I slowly make my way over to my bed, each movement sending a spasm of pain through my curvy ass. A hot Pink thong, matching bra, ripped booty shorts and a tight sheer tank top. I struggle to fit into the clothes provided. The shorts barely conceal my ass and pussy lips which are currently covered by the thong, the bra is two sizes too small and the white tank top is so tight it's almost like a second skin. Each step causes the thong to dig further into my ass. My breasts jiggle and threaten to break loose of the bra which leaves little to the imagination, as I reach the bottom of the stairs and make my way over to the kitchen I hear Matt speaking softly with some one. "Morning!" Paul says smiling suspiciously. I scan the room and am immediately confused I couldn't see Jake. "Jakes out getting some...supplies" Matt says. I turn and try run but am stopped by Pauls muscular arms. "Where do you think your going?" Paul questions. "You haven't even had your breakfast yet. You like porridge don't you?" Matt says smugly. Oh no! I struggle and squirm in Pauls arms but it only causes the wedgie to go deeper. "Hold still" Paul whispers. Matt slowly makes his way over with a bowl of porridge freshly made, I can see the steam coming off and I am stricken with fear. This is going to hurt I think. Matt stares me dead in the eye as he unbuttons my shorts and holds open the front of my panties. "No Matt please No!!!!!" I scream as I wriggle against Paul but my struggle is useless. Matt pours the bowl of hot porridge into my panties and my eyes fill up with tears and threaten to flow over but I will not give Matt the satisfaction of seeing me in pain. He reaches down and buttons up my shorts again. Two pairs of cold hands enter my shorts and yank as hard as they can upwards. "Ahhhhh!!!!" I scream with a mixture of pain and pleasure, messy wedgies were by far my favourite! Matt and Paul bounce the wedgie and tug as hard as the can, I scream as the thong rips into my pussy and ass, causing the porridge to fall out the sides onto the floor. My tears overflow and my visions blurs. "Get down on your hands and knees and clean this mess up bitch!" Matt yells at me. Being humiliated like this was such a turn on and I quickly obliged and started eating the pussy porridge. Paul sits on my back his weight causes me to fall face first into the porridge and lay out on my stomach. He grabs the back of my panties and yanks it up over my head. "Ohhhh!" I moan and immediately start grinding against the thong. I feel an orgasm building but am yanked out of my pleasures by Matt pulling my hair back. "Ahhhhh! " I scream, he forces me to stand causing the wedgie to go further into my soaking pussy and ass. This pushes me over the edge and I cum hard. My knees buckle and I brace myself for the fall but before I land I am yanked back by my thong. "Look Raven, Jakes back!" Matt and Paul say with equal enthusiasm  Jake approaches me with a smug smile holding a thick rope in his hand. I am try to get up but Matt keeps me bent over. Jake comes over and loops rope through the leg holes of my thong and tie my hands in front of me. Paul lifts me over his shoulder and carried me out the back door, each stride causes a loud moan to escape my lips. He sets me down just below the giant ancient tree and holds me firmly by my shoulders. Jake walks into the backyard with a pair of my mint green lace panties and stuffs them into my mouth. Matt climbs up the tree and finds a medium high hanging branch and secures the rope to it, slowly he pulls the rope up dragging me with it. I try to scream for help but my cry is muffled by my panties. Once I'm at their desired height he tied the rope off and jumped off the branch. "Ohohoh!" I moan though the panties. They stay gathered around taking photos before they walk inside leaving me alone for the world to see.

I STRONGLY RECCOMMEND THAT YOU READ PART ONE FIRST SO YOU CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPENED.

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT READ AT OWN RISK

I follow the three guards into the interrogation room and sit on the chair provided. The head guard who I know from his name tag is David sits across from me while the other two guards leave the room.

I shiver and bring my hands to cover my exposed boobs.
"Can I please have a shirt?" I timidly ask.

"You will be provided with a shirt when you tell us what happened and who did it to you? Then and only then will you be escorted back to your pod and given a shirt." David says sternly, his eyes flicke
Being a first timer in jail is hard.
I have been here for only a few hours and I already want out. I share a cell with two tall strongly built women, Sarah (who has dark chocolate coloured hair) and Jess (who has light blonde hair). To say I'm scared would be an understatement. I am currently in a large state prison which has various sections but are called pods. I am in F pod.

I was just finishing up my tray of food for lunch when a piercing screams rips through the pod. I look up shocked to find that Sarah (who is obviously the leader of the pod) giving another girl a brutal atomic wedgie. The girl has tears running down her face but Sar
Some of the content is fake but there are true parts. This is for everyone who likes reading wedgie stories. Btw the names have been changed.

DAY 1

Hi my name is Raven and I thought I should tell you a bit about myself before I continue. I have Raven coloured hair green blue eyes, glasses, I'm 15 and I live with my 17 cousin Matt who is always out to torture me. I race home as quick as I can, I can't let Matt see I'm not home yet. As I turn the last corner I see my house, I sprint up the front steps, my fingertips brushing against the door handle before I am lifted by my blood red panties.
"Owwww!!" I yell. I am a decent foot off the gro
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Andrew wakes up on the bed beside you, and groans a bit. "Babe... Have you been playing that all night long...?" You grin a little and put down your controller, minecraft paused on the screen. "Of course! I was building a castle!" "But I told you to come to bed like 5 hours ago. You disobeyed me." You bite your lip a little, thinking to yourself -Uh oh..- "Yesss... I guess I did." He nods and stands up, eyeing you. "And what do we do with disobedient girls?" "Umm... Give them ice cream?" You put on your best cute grin but Andrew isn't having it today. "Nope. We punish them. Front and centre missy." You blush and run over to stand in front of him in your over sized owl panties and your button up shirt. You're at home so of course you aren't wearing pants or a bra. Andrew smirks a little and grabs the front of your panties, wiggling them up just enough to get them in between your pussy lips. Then he gives you a little push over to the bed, and bends you over. You can feel your face going red now as he grabs your ass a bit, rubbing it for a second before gripping your panties. With a good hard pull, your panties sink into your butt, the owl on the back disappearing between your firm perfect ass cheeks and digging in so tight, you gasp and bury your face in the bed to try and hide your moan that escapes your lips. Andrew laughs a bit. "What do you say?" "Th-Thank you master for punishing me.." "There's my obedient wedgie slave. Good girl." He wrenches your panties up again, harder this time, giving them a twist so they bite into your ass a bit rougher, and you groan happily and wiggle your butt at him, tempting him to do more. So he does. Andrew twists your panties around and hooks the back of them over one of your shoulders to home it there, and then rolls you over. He forcefully pushes your legs apart, and grabs the front of the owl panties. He leans overtop of you, and brings the owl panties with him, hoisting them up your front and grinding them through your wet pussy as he leans down to kiss you, then he puts the front waistband of the underwear up to your lips. "Hold these for me." You blush and bite down on your own panties, keeping them trapped so tight in your vagina, digging in against you every second. Andrew then stands you up, and goes at the back again, taking it off your shoulder and dragging it higher as you squeal through the panties in your mouth. Higher and higher they climb, until they hook over the front of your head, covering your eyes. You pant and moan softly, begging him with your moans to let you cum. "Hmm. Nah I think my naughty, disobedient girl needs one more little punishment." He grins and tosses a pencil on the floor. "Pick it up." You gasp and slowly start bending down, the panties dragging tighter than ever against your butt and crotch, and you feel them rub in just the right way across your clit. You're so close now, and they're so incredibly tight as you grab the pencil. Then Andrew nudges your butt and you stumble. As you do, the panties can't take anymore and rip, making you squeal in surprise as all that pressure and tightness is released. This is the last thought that goes through your mind

You're sitting in detention now. After catching you and the five boys and girls that got to class first, the teacher just sent you all straight here. There's two boys you vaguely know, two girls who have a reputation for being bitches, and one boy who is a new transfer into the school. He looks bored and keeps playing with a fancy old fashioned watch he's wearing At first you're mostly just impatiently waiting for the detention to end because you still have a crotch full of chocolate pudding that you're just dying to wash out, but as you sit there you start noticing something. The other two girls are blushing very red, and they keep letting o
Hey! Stop right there!
you groan and turn around to see Jill and a group of her friends walking towards you angrily down the hall. She grabs you by the front of your shirt and drags you into an empty classroom
What the hell do you think you were doing, talking to my boyfriend yesterday?! You try to tell her it was just innocent conversation but she's already in revenge mode. She shoves you over the teacher's desk and glares at you
I'm gonna teach you not to screw around with another girl's boy. Hmm..
He's always said he liked your ass. So I'll start there. 
she snaps her fingers and a other girl comes and yanks down your jeans so they
your co-workers come into your brand new office that you got with your promotion, obviously angry with you. And no wonder. Your boss discovered you liked wedgies, and so you got the promotion for letting him wedgie you any time he feels like it they glare at you. you don't deserve all this, any of us would be better at the job! Get her guys. the group of them run to you as you stand there stunned. They lift you up, flipping the skirt you're wearing out the way so they can see your bright blue panties. You're set down on the scanning machine and one of them smirks and turns it on.
I wonder how the department will react when scans of your butt
As Jacqueline stood alone in the abandoned house she heard a sound almost like a whisper, coming from upstairs. Curious, she followed it and found herself in a small room with a bed, a fan on the ceiling, and a window on one wall. Suddenly the door slammed shut behind her, and the air began getting chilly.
A shiver runs up her back, but then turns into the feeling of an icy cold hand on her shoulder. Jumping, she whirls around only to see a lot of nothing.
Which is great until that nothingness uses its invisible cold hands and rips her shirt off.
Squealing she takes off running for the window, bra covered boobs bouncing as she tries to ge
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This is the last thought that goes through your mind does this mean she died?

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