Maya's Wakeup Call

“Okay, I have my sneakers quadruple knotted so they don’t fall off, my sweat band to keep my eyes sweat free, a water bottle, and an extra pair of underwear for in case I run into any bullies,” said Mary Sellers. Currently devoid of her usual outfit, a plain white, short sleeve button up shirt with a purple plaid necktie and skirt, the standard uniform for students of Wildwood Institute, a luxurious private college she attended.

The tall ebony woman was at the moment dressed in a light gray hoodie, a red white and blue sweatband, dark red sneakers, and a black pair of gym shorts. She stuffed her spare panties into her hoodie pocket as she headed to the door. As she began to open the door to leave, she turned to the bed, “Last chance, Maya. You coming or not?”

“Nah, you go ahead without me,” mumbled the shorter black woman from her bed. A pair of purple full backs and an oversized black and gray t-shirt making up all of the half asleep woman’s attire, the former of which, were currently being eaten by her rather large butt. Rather large for her size considering she’s only 4’6. But it was still a pretty large butt.

“Come on! You promised that if I stayed over last night to listen to your dorky goth music, you’d come with me for a jog in the morning” protested Mary as she stomped closer towards Maya’s bed.

“I know what I said, but you should also know that work and college have been kicking my butt recently. And don’t call my music ‘dorky’. It’s just too refined for your muscle brained ears” Maya retorted, slightly annoyed at the jab towards her interests.

“Ugh! Why even make that promise if you’re just gonna break it as soon as you get what you wanted out of it! I could have spent last night with my girlfriend!”

“I’ll go next time! Or maybe I’ll catch up with you later, we both know your morning jogs are 2 hours long! Just let me sleep for 5 more minutes”

“Fine! Sleep forever for all I care!” yelled Mary as she began again for the door. But before she reached it, she had a devilish idea. As she opened the door, she quickly closed it without crossing the threshold and thus, staying in the room. As the short-haired woman quietly made her way back across the room, she only had one thing on her mind. The waistband of her resting cousin.

“Surprise!” shouted Mary as she gave the purple material one good long yank.

“Mmmmmmrrrrmmmm!” moaned the half dressed woman as she bit into her lip to try and muffle herself, “What the f-” she began before being cut off by another yank, fully pulling her out of bed and to the tips of her toes.

“What? You looked like you needed a little… PICK ME UP!” Mary said, emphasizing the last 3 words with a bounce.

“Ugh” Maya grunted as she tried to relieve some of the pressure in her lower half by reaching behind herself and pulling down on the middle thread of her yawning leg holes.

“And what do you think you’re doing? Normally, you’d be begging me to give you a harder wedgie” Mary questioned.

“Yeah, but those times aren’t at 4 in the goddamn morning! And normally, cousins wouldn’t give each other wedgies, but here we are” Maya said.

“But we aren’t blood cousins. We’re just childhood besties who both get off to wedgies. And speaking of getting off…”

Without another word, Mary reached towards Maya’s front waistband and as soon as she grabbed it, yanked up like she did with the back. With this pull, Mary managed to easily lift Maya off the ground completely as she increased the pain and pleasure flooding the goth’s brain.

Maya tried her best to muffle her moans as Mary began quickly alternating which side she yanked up on. She was basically being lifted and flossed at the same time, which only made her feel better as the pressure from her once comfortable panties grew more and more at both ends. But then it suddenly stopped right as she was about to reach a climax.

“And now that you’re squeaky clean,” began Mary, “time to leave you out to dry”

Those words left a feeling of dread and excitement in Maya’s heart as she saw (and felt) where the woman she called her cousin was bringing her. The coat hooks. Each step towards these hooks added to the growing pressure to Maya’s crotch until she was right in front of the objects of her desire.

And in one swift motion, Mary let go of the front of Maya’s panties, dropped her, turned her around so her back was to the wall, and pulled up and the back of her panties with all her might, lifting her completely off the ground as she got the purple waistband to the level of the hooks and stretched them out so that the covered 3 of the 6 hooks before letting go, dropping the short goth into her favorite wedgie of all time, the hanging wedgie.

“Ugh. That hits the spot. I needed a good… stretch. Oh! what’s this?” asked Mary as she bent down to see a wet stain forming at the front of the dread head’s panties, “was all that too stimulating for you, short stuff? Well, since you just love the feeling of being wet”

With that, the tall tomboy stuffed her two index fingers into the goth’s mouth before pulling them out with a trail of spit leading from Maya’s mouth. With her fingers significantly covered in saliva, Mary stuck her fingers into both of the shorter woman’s ears before twisting them. After a few seconds of this, Mary pulled her fingers out of Maya’s flooded ears and promptly used Maya's shirt as a towel, wiping her finger clean before turning back towards the door.

“Well, this was fun. I better get going. Don’t worry. I’ll get you down once I’m back from my jog. But I might just take it easy, so it’ll probably take a little longer than 2 hours. Bye,” and with that, Mary was out the door before Maya could say anything. Leaving the short goth to just hang there, ears filled with her own spit, ass on fire from the series of wedgies, and her face blushing at what just transpired.

“O-okay. Bye,” was all Maya was able to squeak out. Any thought of going back to sleep or later joining her cousin on a jog were quickly plucked away as she was now not only wide awake, but she was also trapped in a hanging wedgie for who knows how long and she’s not sure if she’ll even be able to stand, much less walk straight once she gets down. Her only hope would be for her panties to quickly rip. But with them being Elass brand panties, that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.

The End

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It would seem Maya learned a very valuable lesson on keeping your promises.