Chapter #4Alice by: Poop   (Sorry, I forgot to add this... Alice is asian.)
There she was, lying motionless on the floor. Once again, she felt like dying. She's pulled the trigger on herself so many times but it still wouldn't work. She turned the safety lock on and off a countless number of times. So Alice was forced to just lay there and do nothing. But she was hungry. "Stupid human body..." As Alice got up, she cursed at herself for being so weak. She did her usual routine. Get all the stuff she needed for supply runs. (Sword, combat knife, badages, and a backpack) Alice left which ever room she was staying in and made her way to the elevator. She never actually used the elevator, she just stopped by to check on the picture of her and her father. That was the only actual reason she hasn't actively tried killing herself.
After checking up on the picture, she made her way to the stairs. She had to pass a few rotting corpses on the way, but she knew what she was doing. After making it down the stairs, she headed for the entrance. This was the hard part. She had to go from the hotel to a nearby store. This store was like a home depo but with everything, guns, food, toothpaste, motor oil, you name it. She made her way through the broken glass doors and into the store that somehow still had power. "Hm, what lunchables should I get..." What kind of question was that, she did the usual. Alice closed her eyes and stuck her arms out. She grabbed a handful of boxes at random and put them in her bag. Alice repeated this process 2 more times. "Finally, now for some fun..."
Alice only really had one way to entertain herself. This was really more of a fetish filled pleasure than entertainment, but it still distracted her from the whole zombie thing. She walked to a little area that had clothing hung up. In that area were a few feminin mannequins. Most people would find it at least a little creepy, but Alice didn't really care. Whenever she came here, she would give those mannequins different kinds of wedgies. Some days would be atomic wedgies, other days would be bra connection wedgies, there were even times where she would rip the panties right off of them. Yes, Alice was kind of a perv but in her defense, who could judge? Alice may have been shorter than the mannequins, but thay never stopped her. There were an endless supply of panties to choose from. Sometimes she would dress the mannequins in different outfits just to pull their black panties over their heads.
Alice didn't stop there, she would do the same to herself as well. With all the cloths around her (or the absense people), she was free to give herself as manh wedgies as she wanted. Sometimes she would record herself while doing it just to have something to watch. She was pretty attractive which helped. It was weird at first, but she had to get used to it. There were a few body mirrors so she could at least see what she looked like with her panties over her head or tied to her bra.
She actually used to get wedgies from her old girlfriend before she moved. She was amazing at it and in Alice's eyes, she was everything. When she first gave Alice a wedgie, it was meant to be a joke since it was April 1st. Thats what caused Alice to start crushing on her. It was a good thing she felt the same. Whenever they were had sleepovers, they always watched movies together and cuddled while Alice was given wedgies and sometimes spankings. The last thing Alice remembered was her girlfriend saying to move on and meet other people.
Back to the present... Alice decided to take off her jeans and her plain black shirt. She was just in her black bra and matching lace panties, both of which fit her body well. Alice walked around a little until she found something. She found some small pink boyshorts. When she put them on and looked in the mirror, she could both see and feel the tightness. They almost automatically started to give her a little natural wedgie. Now she needed to find the right top. "Ah yes, perfect." It was a pink short sleeved shirt with a hood. She looked back in the mirror and was glad her girlfriend forced her to do squats in a bra-connection wedgie.
Now was the final step. Alice reached into her new boyshorts and grabbed her special black lace panties. Why were these so special, they were a few sizes larger than her regurly size, perfect for a good old fashioned atomic wedgie. It was smart of her to bring a bed even if it did take an entire hour to move. Alice layed on the bed in her atomic wedgie. She thought of the time when she was with her girlfreind, pure bliss. When she was done pleasuring herself, she stripped completey. She got a black thong, a pair of black leggings, and a plain black shirt. Alice was hoping to have a natural natural wedgie but was met with dissapointment. Then she got an idea, she grabbed her thong from both of her sides at gave herslef a shoulder wedgie. Before she could leave the store, she forced herself to put new cloths on the mannequins so she could wedgie them again when she came back.
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