-your sister’s strong grip! Before you could react, a pair of slender hands suddenly shoved themselves down your leggings and grabbed your tighty whities!
“Wedgie!” a young girl’s voice cheerfully said.
“Eeeek!” you shrieked as your tighty whities shot up your butt and up your back! The show white cotton stretched wonderfully, flowing like taffy in your assailant’s hands.
In just one pull they were to the middle of your back. A second pull and they were tickling your shoulders! A third and final tug and they were at your neck! Your attacker then let go of your briefs and let them snap back at your waist.
You let out a relieved sigh as the assault on your butt has ended and you quickly turned around. Standing before you was your assailant, a giggling young girl with long dark hair in a princess braid.
She was wearing a simple blue sleeping gown and she was rubbing her eyes sleepily. It was your sister Catarine, or Cat as she prefers. She was the youngest child of the House and can be best described as a spitfire and a free spirit.
As evident on how she’s out of bed so early and one of her first acts was to wedgie the hell out of you!
“Good morning [Anon], how was the wedgie?” Cat greeted cheerfully.
You grumbled, “Morning Cat. Your wedgie was good. Hurt like hell.”
You groaned as you stuffed your tighty whities back into your leggings while your sister yawned.
“Awwww, only good?” she pouted.
You shrugged, “Yeah. It was a solid three tugs. Good wedgie.”
She folded her arms, “You gave me a fantastic last time. And a terrific the one before that. Why are my scores going lower.”
“Why are you acting brattier Cat?” you retorted.
The young girl glared at you, “I just want to spend time with my dear brother. That’s all!”
“More like wedgie me all the time,” you scoffed.
She pouted, “Hmmph! That’s not true…I love you…and maybe I love giving wedgies…”
She was puffing out her cheeks and glaring at you. When that failed and you just scoffed and flicked her forehead, she switched gears.
Now she looked at you with big adorable puppy eyes and your resolve faltered.
“Fiiiiiine…what do you want to do?” you sighed at her. Immediately she brightened up and you smacked yourself for falling for her puppy eyes.
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