CHEEP CHEEP
Kady Thompson sat carefully in a bush, watching a tiny bird through binoculars, careful not to make any noise. This was the rare Blue American Phoenix, only seen once every 60 years or so, their unusually long life being the reason for the phoenix part of their name. It was beautiful and Kady could almost sit here all day basking in its beauty. Unfortunately for her, this was the forest that surrounded Wildwood Institute, a private college and rival of Webb SkyDay University, her current college. The afroed bully would normally be more careful when this close to Wildwood, especially just a few days after she wedgied the capital of their softball team, but she was too busy taking in the sights to notice footsteps coming in behind her until....
"HEY DORK-ZILLA! Whatcha doing in these parts of the woods?"
As the bird begins to take flight, scared from the sudden shouting, Kady turns her head to look behind her as she sees four girls all dressed in white polo shirts and purple plaid ties and skirts. The signature outfit for the girls at Wildwood. As soon as she saw them, Kady knew she had to get out of there or else. So she jumped up and ran past them, careful not to forget her binoculars and notebook.
Now, Kady wasn’t a coward by any means. She just knew when she was out numbered. One girl she could handle easily. Two? Maybe. But not four. Definitely not four. As she ran along the path, taking several glances back to see the four girls gaining ground on her, Kady accidentally missed the exit to the forest and continued down the same path she was on until she hit a dead end.
As she tried to think of what to do next, seriously considering going off the path and running blindly into the woods, Kady felt a strong hand grip her right shoulder as another one reached into her black jogging pants, grabbing onto her waistband.
Fearfully, Kady turned her head to see a taller woman with long black hair whoes tips were dyed red and more noticeably, she had giant tits. Before she could even say anything, Kady’s red panties were ripped out of the confines of her pants as she was yanked to her toes from that first pull.
With that, a second girl walked up and followed the first girl’s lead, grabbing Kady’s left shoulder and using her free hand to grip the left side of Kady’s panties and hauled them up to the bottom of her rib cage.
If it weren’t for the death grips on her shoulders pushing her down into the seat of her panties, Kady would have already been off the ground by now. The other two girls who weren’t giving the blue haired bully a wedgie cheered on their friends as they skillfully made her dance on her toes as Kady winced in pain from the girls yanking up at uneven intervals, pulling her red briefs side-to-side in her butt.
Suddenly, the big breasted girl lets Kady go as her friend does the same. Before Kady can begin the process of plucking her underwear from her ass, the first girl grabs her again as she spins Kady around, bends her over while twisting her arms behind her back, and forces her head between her thighs.
Now, Kady has given enough wedgies at this point in her life to know that this position could only mean one thing. And that thing was the-
YANK!
“P-piledriver wed-gie~” Kady was able to weakly squeak out from the pain of the wedgie. She might not have been able to see what was happening, but she sure could feel it. Like when her underwear was released because she felt the sting as her stretched out waistband painfully snapped against her lower back. And she felt when a new pair of hands grabbed onto her waistband to deliver more painful wedgies because the angle of which way her panties were yanked had changed.
This went on for a few minutes. She’d be yanked off the ground with enough force to shake the girl who’s ass cheeks rested on the back of Kady’s head. And then they’d let go of her panties as a new pair of hands grabbed on and delivered a new set of ass destroying wedgies. Then Kady felt two pairs of hands grab her underwear at the same time and pull her from side-to-side.
“What are you doing? You already had your turn. I want to wedgie her next”
“You also went! Let me have the next turn”
With this, Kady could feel the busty girl let go of her arms and get off her head as she backed away, obviously not wanting to get in the middle of this dispute. Something Kady wished she could do too. As the two girls pulled her from one side to the next, arguing over who got to wedgie her next, Kady suddenly feels four more hands grab her panties as they’re now being pulled from the front and the back. They jerk her in every direction, causing her to constantly trip, only being able to “stand” because the four girls keep pulling her before she can fall.
But it doesn’t take them too long to realize that all of them working together can easily lift Kady up, and they do that. One moment, the afroed bully is on the ground, the next, she can easily see the tops of all four girl’s heads. The three in front of and to Kady’s sides eventually let go of her waistband, but the well endowed one in the back keeps her grip on the waistband.
Then suddenly, and without warning, she yanks on Kady’s stretched out waistband once again, sending Kady to her toes again and yanking new sounds from her lips as her friends cheer her on.
“Atomic! Atomic!”
“Yeah, Alex! Rip this loser’s panties!”
“Wooh! Over her head!”
Even Kady’s wishing for her to get them over her head, because the sooner she does, the sooner Kady can go home and pretend none of this ever happened. She bounces Kady a little bit more as her knuckles kiss the back of her head. She then puts Kady in a headlock as she begins going to town on her waistband, pulling with a purpose of getting them over the blue haired bully’s head.
Her knuckles drag over Kady’s head as a loud rip comes from the straining underwear as the finally give in and the fabric rips on the middle of the underwear, separating her waistband and several inches of fabric from the rest of the ruined underwear as the girl know known as Alex finally lets go and lets the waistband snap against Kady’s nose.
As the girls begin cheering and high-fiving each other over a job well done, Kady begins to try and get up. That is, until one girl asks a question that made her blood run cold.
“So, we hanging her up, or what?”
With this devilish idea now playing through their heads, the four girls now began encircling Kady as she pointlessly tried to run away, but the constant damage done to her ass prevented her from getting far before four pairs of hands grabbed onto the waistband of her black jogging pants and lifted her up, carrying her further off the path into the woods.
As they made their way to a clearing in the middle of the woods, Kady could see a giant tree in the middle of the clearing, towering over the other surrounding trees. At its base lay a ladder and a box of ropes. Littering the branches hung several ruined and ripped remains of other victims’ underwear. From gray thongs to pink fullbacks. Watermelon prints hung beside candy cane prints.
“Hey, Alex. Look. Aren’t those yours?” asked one of the girls, pointing towards a pair stuck to a higher up branch.
“Shut it, Steph! Yours are also up there” Alex responded, glaring daggers into Steph
“Hey, girls. Looks like this nerd won’t be alone” began another of the girls as she also pointed towards the tree, “Someone else hung up a dork over there”
Sure enough, hanging on the tree from a pair of blue panties was another person. A woman in her early twenties with tits bigger than the bully’s who just thoroughly destroyed Kady’s ass. As they reached the tree, one of the Wildwood institute girls let go of Kady’s pants as she ran to set up the ladder and grabbed a rope before making her way back to the group.
As soon as everything they needed was set up, they got to work on hanging Kady up by the seat of her pants. They found a sturdy branch near the bottom of the tree and hooked her pant’s waistband to it before grabbing the leg holes of her ripped panties and yanking them up once more, causing Kady to let a few more moans of agony out as the girls began tying the rope to the middle thread of her panties and hooking the other end of the rope to a branch right above her before dropping her and leaving her as they walked back into the woods, leaving her to her fate. And as Kady began to lower her head in shame, she heard someone clear their throat right beside her. She turned her head to see the same girl from earlier sheepishly waving to her. Kady couldn’t help but notice that while the girl’s underwear were tied to a branch above her own, the woman in the hanging wedgie hung ever so slightly below her on the tree. No doubt being weighed down by those massive tits.
“H-hey. I couldn’t help but notice your notebook earlier. Are you a birdwatcher?” asked the voluptuous girl. Her comment prompted Kady to look down at her hands as she realized she never dropped her notebook, still firmly gripped in her hands. Through all that, she didn’t let go of her notes, but she did also notice her binoculars were a bit busted up which was a little sad. And while she was happy about not losing months of hard work, she still had a reputation to try and maintain.
“Don’t talk to me. I don’t associate with nerds who get hung up by their underwear” Kady said bluntly, trying her best to look cool and uninterested, all while blowing the tag of her panties out of her face.
“Well that seems a little hypocritical considering you’re also hanging by your panties” responded the other hanging lady as she reached out a hand towards Kady, “Hi, I’m Liv. Newest member of West Feake Port’s Bird Watching Club. I came here to look for the Blue American Phoenix. But, I was unfortunately caught before I could find one.”
“Kady. Also a member of the club” Kady responded while electing to ignore the plea for a handshake. “And I found the nest of one before I… also…” she trailed off at the memory of the events prior returned to the forefront of her mind.
“Awesome! Do you think you could show me where it was? I also want to get some notes on it!” Liv excitedly asked.
“...yeah. Just gotta… wait for our underwear to rip… Then I’ll show you”
“Oh yeah. Right. We’re stuck in these wedgies. Well, thanks in advance.”
And with that. The two nerds would sit in silence for the next five hours, occasionally breaking said silence with small talk about what birds they’ve seen over the years.
Kady gets caught in enemy territory while out bird watching. It does not go well for her.