“Owie!” I cried out as the girl easily lifted me into the air by my tighty whities!
Already the stretchy white garments were climbing up my back steadily and soon to reach my neck. I was utterly blindsided by the juvenile prank I only have distant memories of due to my childhood bestfriend giving loads of them to me!
I looked back at my tormentor, already dreading the mischievous sneer on her face. Strangely, she had no sneer, and instead she glanced to her left.
Following her gaze, I found some very feminine looking nerd digging through his locker. He turned back and waved cheerily to us. “Hi, Lucy!” he called. “Who’s your new friend?”
The now named Lucy shrugged, “Hi Haruki. This is…” she trailed off.
She turned back to me and I was going to respond when she raised her brow.
“[Anon] huh?” she commented. I was confused before I realized that I had written my name on my waistband. I covered my face in embarrassment as I realized just how nerdy that was!
“Looks like you’re giving him quite the wedgie,” the nerd continued. “Wanna use my locker?”
My previously pale face was now a bright crimson! Did this school not understand solidarity? This Haruki was probably next, and he was helping this girl!
“Awww you’re such a sweetheart Haruki. I’ll be gentle with you when I’m done with this newbie here.” Lucy said sweetly.
The nerd simply nodded and began to pack up his things while Lucy picked me up even higher. My feet, which were barely touching the ground earlier, were not entirely off it and I sunk into my dangling wedgie even more! I squeezed my legs together and groaned as Lucy carried me over to Haruki’s locker!
I tried to squirm free, but it was no good. My waistband was secured to the hook inside the locker and Lucy let go. I let out a discomforted grunt as the hook was the only thing holding me up.
“No hard feelings, freshie,” shrugged Lucy, patting my face. “Rules are rules, is all.”
She then turned to Haruki, who cheerfully turned his back to her.
“Thanks for the help dork,” Lucy said to Haruki. The nerd only gave her a thumbs up before grimacing as the girl grabbed his tighty whities and lifted him off the ground!
I watched in awe as I got to see Lucy give a wedgie to someone else. She was very methodical about it, yanking the fabric out of ones’ pants first before bouncing them to stretch it out further. Once she was satisfied, she kept Haruki high in the air while contemplating what to do with him.
“Could you hang me up with [Anon]?” he suggested. “Or give me an atomic? I haven’t gotten an atomic in ages!”
“Hold on, I’m thinking,” the track member told him, giving Haruki’s bum a warning swat. It looked pretty round, so I honestly couldn’t blame her.
“Hmmm, well I don’t want to repeat wedgies so I guess you’re getting a new hat dork.” Lucy said to Haruki as she bounced him up and down rigorously.
The nerdy boy squealed and I couldn’t help but look on with wide eyes at the other boy’s tolerance for wedgies. And yet, as I watched Lucy give Haruki an atomic wedgie, I had to admit, the hanging wedgie didn’t feel too bad anymore…
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