You are [Anon], a simple elf that has left his city-state with only the clothes on his back, a sword in his hand, and a purse full of coins. You had brown hair grown long past your shoulders and you had simple grey and red leggings and tunic. Your coin purse should have kept you going for a week at least.
That purse however was now stolen, courtesy of the thief that robbed you. Additionally, they also left your tighty whities firmly stretched out. It had happened so fast.
One moment you were walking through the streets of a bustling human town, the next you were pinned against the wall of the adventurer’s guild.
In seconds they had cut your coin purse and took it. Just like that. And to add insult to injury they had also shoved their hands down your leggings and launched your tighty whities up into the air!
Whoever they were, they were good at giving wedgies. Your tighty whities went from comfortably resting stop your generous booty to stretching over your head and clamped under your chin!
It took an embarrassing time to get free of your atomic wedgie all while suffering the giggles and laughter of everyone watching you. You then tried to figure out where the thief had run off to and tried to chase after them only to be left in the dust.
Now you were back at the entrance of the adventurer’s guild rubbing your butt, a beaver’s tail of white cotton trailing behind you.
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