"Oh, Jazmin, I'm so sorry I left you! It was the biggest mistake of my life!" Madison pouted, falling to her knees in front of Jazmin's doorstep. She's been stripped to her bra and panties - a matching light pink - with tears in her eyes. "You're a better bully than me, Jazmin. You deserve to be the star, not me! Please, take me back!" Jazmin crosses her arms, smirking down at her ex-girlfriend. "You really mean it?" She asks with an evil grin. "Of course I do! Do you know what time it is, Jazmin?" The shortstack in the door raises an eyebrow: "huh? What did you say?" Madison smiles back: "I said: do you know what time it is? It's..."
"WEDGIE TIME!" Cindy calls out excitedly, her hand tightly gripping the waistband of Jazmin's panties: a baby blue pair with the phrase: "Pull Here!" stitched into the waistband. "It's wedgie time, sis!" Cindy repeats, giggling as another harsh *TUG* flosses Jazmin's big, bouncy cheeks. "Ugh, come on, Cindy..." the victim groans, her head falling into her pillow with a gentle *thud*. "What? It's my first day of senior year, I need practice!" Cindy giggles excitedly, another *WEDGIE* causing the older sister to wince in pain as her cheeks flush with embarrassment.
"Haven't the past three wedgie-filled months been practice en- Ow! Enough??" Jazmin groans, her hands slapping into her mattress as her little sister continues to *TUG* and *YANK* on her cutesie underpants. Cindy pretends to think for a moment, stroking her chin: "mmmm... nope!" She giggles with another surprise *WEDGIE* causing Jazmin to pathetically yelp out, her gigantic jiggle-buns *bouncing* around wildly as her jolting and jumping throws her covers off of her.
"I'm never gonna get over how stupid big your dough-booty is," Cindy taunts, winding a hand back and giving her older sister a swift *slap* across the tush, hurting Jazmin's ego more than her butt. "Hey! Hands off my butt, jerk!" Jazmin hisses, her eyes widening as she sees Cindy's reaction. "Waitwaitwait, Cindy I'm sorry I just woke up, I really didn't mean it Cindy plea-!"
[Thirty minutes later]
"Ghood murning, mmm." Jazmin groans, waving to her mom, currently blinded by the stretched out blue fabric of her undies that Cindy snapped over her chin. "Morning, girls!" her mother, Tara, giggles, giving Jazmin a loving little *pat* on the butt as she sips her coffee. "I see someone snapped at her little sister again?" Although Jazmin's face was currently obscured by panties, she still blushed deeply at the casual mention of her own bullying. "She's lucky I didn't dunk her head in the toilet!" Cindy giggles playfully as she steps into the kitchen, happy as can be. "What do you say to me for being so generous, loser?" Jazmin lets out an audible sigh, her arms awkwardly hanging out at her sides as she turns to the sound of Cindy's bratty voice: "fhank yew for nhot dhunking my head in the toilet..." With a giggle, Cindy replies: "you're SO welcome, sis!" Then, wordlessly, she reaches down, grabbing the front waistband of Jazmin's panties and giving one firm *TUG* that causes Jazmin to let out a high-pitched squeal, her hands stuffing between her thick thighs as she falls to her knees.
"All right, Cindy, come on, if you don't eat now you're gonna be late," Tara urges her youngest on with a smile, shaking her head as she takes another sip from her mug. "Sure thing mom," Cindy replies, blowing a kiss towards her sister before she moves towards the cabinet to fix herself something for breakfast.
"Little sisters are the worst..." Jazmin groans, absentmindedly rubbing her poor crack, not able to take her atomic wedgie out yet.
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