Chapter #7Atomic Wedgie Time by: Daxinar  
"No! Leggo! LEGGO, INO!" Ino laughed boisterously as she held back Sakura's shorts and panties with one hand, watching Sakura clumsily stumble around trying to catch her as she looked at the top of her exposed backside. "Ooo! Saku-chan got da booty! Heheheha!" Sakura blushed deeply as she swung her hands back and clumsily kicked at Ino who had no trouble dodging every blow and making sure Sakura's panties and shorts were being stretched back as far as she could. She was careful to not pull up to hard, and merely slowly span Sakura around as she tried to cover up her butt which became more and more exposed by the second. "Stopit! Gimmemy...shorts...GAH!!" Sakura was unable to believe she could be so tired that Ino could dance around her this easily, and soon came to the uneasy realization that she was unable to stop being spun by the back of her garments with her butt hanging out for Ino to laugh at. She found she could barely keep her balance as she was forced to endure the humiliating excersise, Ino speeding up slightly to where Sakura couldn't even attempt a backfist without falling over. With one last twirl, Ino reached over to her friends partially exposed backside and pinched her on her right cheek before letting the back of the shorts snap agasint Sakura's butt and watching as the small amount of momentum they built up made Sakura pitch forward onto her hands and knees.
"So...danm dizzy!" Sakura wiped sweat from her forhead and attempted to get back to her feet, only to have Ino unceremoniously plop down right below her shoulders and pin her to the training ground floor. "Aww, that's okay. Take a load off, Saku-chan! You've been working hard..." Sakura kicked weakly out from under Ino, scraping her knees across the grass and trying to get whatever leverage she could as Ino happily lined up her fingers above the back of Sakura's shorts and grinned maliciously. “Oooo...It's time, Saku-chan...For a good old fashioned...!” Sakura kicked and writhed, clawed at the ground, tried with all her strength to push up on Ino from below, but after all her training and whatever Ino had drugged her with, all she could do was squirm in fear as Ino gripped the back of her panties waistband agonizingly slow. “No...!!”
"WEDGIEEE!!" Ino slid her rear down a little bit to rest on Sakura's lower back before rocketing her hands upward, instantly causing the pink and blue cotton-polyester undies wrapped so neatly around Sakura's hips to wedge swiftly up her sweaty butt, sailing up three feet to rest just under Ino's chin. “Eaahaa...!” Sakura bit her lip to cut off her own high pitched squeal as she felt her panties easily slide between her cheeks, stopping right when Sakura could intimately feel her legholes pressing right up the middle of her tush. “Uuuung!...” Ino smiled widely at the sight of her friends lovely wedgied rear as she pulled her hips harder against her inner thighs and made her tush perk up even more by way of slowly inching up her cotton-candy colored panties and relishing in the pained squeaks from under her as she did so.
“Nnnng...Naaaah...!” Sakura tried to push up in any way she could, refusing to simply lie here and take it as she felt her panties slowly and methodically being pulled up and down and side to side, bringing her hips along for the ride as she continued weakly kicking and moaning. “You. Are. Just. Adorable.” Ino yanked the waistband back another inch with each word, soon bringing the panties past her own head as Sakura's hips ceased their struggle as their owner was dumbfounded in shock at the sudden and drastic increase in stinging brought by each separate pull. By the fourth pull, her mouth was hanging open in shock and her eyes wide as saucers as Ino held her panties tightly in place and waited for the inevitable moan she knew Sakura was holding back. “Euuuuaaaa....!!”
“Stopiiiit....Uuuuunnn!!” Ino answered Sakura's embarrassed, whispered plea by using both hands to wrench the waistband a full foot above her own head, once again making Sakura's whole body stop its feeble struggling and quiver as the girls tender cheeks were split into right down the middle once more. “Ooooooo...!” Sakura shut her eye's and parted her lips once again in conversely low groan to what she had been making which was almost disbelieving in how much Ino's expertly delivered wedgie was stinging her tender tush. Sakura decided to stop talking, both because she knew it would only egg Ino on, and because the drug coursing through her system made her body get harder and harder to move and her mind more and more foggy. Even so, Sakura's continually lessening protests seemingly did little to lessen Ino's enthusiasm as the girl began rolling the lower portions of Sakura's panties into the waistband, inching her wedgie further up her stinging tush painstakingly slow.
Ungh...UUUUhhh!!" Sakura tried her best to kick from this position as she felt her butt being bitten into harder by her panties every second, elevating the tingling, burning, stinging sensations taking place in her hips even more as Ino continued to roll up her panties into her fists with a smile on her face. Sakura's squirming picked up slightly more and more speed as her legholes were now past her head as Ino had her pinned to the ground courtesy of her purple-skirt clad backside. The lower part of Sakura's panties had become a greatly thinned thread of matterial wedged thorougly up her tush that tore itself even up a little more every moment as the stinging levels in her crack rapidly elevated to torturous levels which Sakura's pitiful moans did no justice. "AAaa...NAAAhhhhh!" Sakura had managed to make Ino shift her weight slightly before she more firmly pushed her butt against Sakura's lower back and leaned against her shoulders and head more, making her sink into the soft dirt of the training ground slightly. "Ooo, still bucking! I LOVE it!" As she said this, Ino used both her feet as she was leaning back with Sakura's panties firmly in her grasp to spread Sakuras legs as far apart as possible to minimize her kicking. "Unnn! Ahhh! UAAaaaa!! Nah-AHAH...!!" From this position, Ino was wedging the panties up even HARDER with absolute impunity as Sakura could do nothing but yelp and moan ineffectually into the dirt, her face pressed down from Ino leaning so far back onto her.
"Mmmmmmmmnnn!!" Sakura tried desperately to stifle her rising squeals as Ino made sure her shorts clad butt was split right down the middle every second by her ever thinning panties which Ino had now rolled the leg holes completely into, making the epic stinging up Sakura's tush even more excruciating. Ino licked her lips, watching Sakura's quivering hips pressing up against her as she forced her burning tush forward by her unrelentingly deep wedgie. “Uhuuuuuuunghah! Auaa..!” Sakura shut her eyes from the ever sharpening pain building up in her crack and moaned even louder, Ino making sure her cheeks were spread enough to where her horribly stinging bum could appreciate the full feeling of the cotton ripping straight into it, forcing her legs apart by pressing her ankes against the sides of Sakura's knees. Further and further Ino rolled up and yanked on the panties until she could feel hear Sakura clawing at the dirt in front of her in desperation, tears welling up in the corner's of the jaw-dropped chuunin. “Unc-UNNNNcle....” Ino made two final yanks to the super stretched panties that made Sakura's head fall into the dirt, the sting so great she was losing more lucidity and drifting into a drug-induced daze. “Aww...poor widdle baby...” Ino gave a few extra tugs just to make sure that she had thoroughly wedgie'd all of the moxy out of her pinkie-prey, the tiny rips the panties made from her efforts ringing in her ears with no accompanying squeaks from Sakura. “Hehehe...She's all tuckered out.”
Ino then slowly lifted her feet away from her hold on Sakura's knees, leaving her legs limply spread on the ground as she made sure to not let her wedgie lessen even a little as she dismounted her. Sakura's body had long discovered it was without stamina of any kind, and made no attempt to spring up in retribution for Ino's thorough wedgie-ing of it's tush. Sakura was barely still with it when she felt Ino slowly force the waistband of her panties over her chin, but the smell of her own underwear made her cling to conciousness for a very painful few extra minutes. “Uuuuuuuuuuung...” Ino got up, smacking her hands together as though she had just finished one of her afternoon chores at the flower shop. She looked down at the barely shuffling form of Sakura as she tried in vain to slowly pull the panties off her head as her legs shifted side to side slightly. “Oh come now, Saku-chan. You know how my wedgies work by now. Believe me, those panties ain’t coming off for a while.” Ino bent down and slowly patted her miserably groaning friend on her wedgied rear a few times, smiling at her pantie-covered face. “I'm really glad we got to spend time together, Saku-chan. I know you must have had SO much fun as well, so why don't you come find me whenever you have the time? Though, I'd recommend getting those off your head first. No rush, like I said it might be a while!”
Sakura listened to every one of Ino's steps as she left her there with a face full of sweaty panties, bottling up every ounce of the indignant anger that rose to the surface, knowing it would do her no good at the moment. Her panties sharply pulled back on her neck and made It almost impossible for the drug to effectively knock her out fully, making Sakura's moans grow more and more miserable as she tried to squirm to her feet, meriting no success even after several minutes. Sighing deeply and letting her chest and chin fall against the dirt once more, Sakura did her best to blot out the world and lied there frozen, feeling more defeated now than she had in a long time.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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