Tales from Webb SkyDay University - Part 1

It was a normal day at Webb SkyDay University. Students shuffled to and from classes, bullies stalking and pouncing on nerds, professors teaching, just a normal day. And on this day, Kady Thompson was sulking as she walked into the West Building and looked for a particular office out of the several identical offices. The reason she was so upset was that she would rather be anywhere else than go to an appointment with her professor.

As Kady found the correct office and pushed the door open, she was not prepared to see her usually composed but dorky teacher stuffing her face with spaghetti.

“Ah, thank you for coming, Ms. Thompson,” said Mrs. Julia Thomas as she quickly wiped her mouth with a napkin, “You arrived quicker than I thought. So you, unfortunately, caught me in the middle of my lunch”.

“Well, you made it very clear that I needed to be here. God knows I'd rather be looking for Moore,” sighed Kady Thompson as she mumbled the last part under her breath.

“What was that, never mind. I called you here because you haven’t turned in any of your assignments this entire semester. If you keep this up, you will fail this class. And I hope I don’t have to remind you that this is a core class. Meaning that you need this credit in order to graduate,” explained Mrs. Thomas as she set her lunch aside.

Around this time kady began disassociating and imagining herself wedgying everyone’s favorite nerd in the entire university, Moore. She imagined all the wedgies she would inflict on the big assed nerd. From atomics to hangings, frontals to bra connections, from messy wedgies to dragging wedgies.

Kady was suddenly snapped out of her daydreaming by the sound of a pen hitting the floor.

“Ah, dang it,” sighed Mrs. Thomas as she stood up to pick up the fallen pen. Kady watched as her teacher walked across the room and bend over to grab the pen. As she was bent over, the blue-haired bully couldn’t help but stare at the teacher's ass. While it wasn’t as big as Moore’s or her friend Nala, it was decently large. It seemed to wobble to and fro. Almost as if it was calling out to her.

The constant motion and Mrs. Thomas bending over caused to skirt to slip down the blonde woman’s body just enough for Kady to notice a line of orange peeking out from the professor's light blue skirt. Unable to resist the urge, the bully got up from her seat as quietly as possible and snuck up behind the distracted teacher.

“Where did it go—” the last word was caught in the blonde woman’s throat as she felt the all too familiar feeling of ten fingers snaking their way down her skirt before grabbing her panties and rocketing back out. Exposing the orange panties with red squares to the world. “Wha-Kady! Stop this!”

“Not a chance. You were practically asking for it since you were wagging it at me and all that stuff,” mocked the blue-haired bully as she began readjusting her grip to grab the legholes, “And besides, I might not be that good at all this school stuff, but I’ll at least show you that I deserve an ‘A’ in Wedgienomics”.

With this, Kady began hauling on cotton with all her might. The bully then kicked her teacher’s legs out from under her all while yanking the panties up as hard as she could. The blonde teacher yelped as she fell because she almost fell ass-first onto the floor if it wasn’t for the fact that her underwear was being turned against her. She was suddenly rocketed into the air again as Kady raised the underwear as high as she could before dropping them back down. The blue-haired bully continued this tug-of-war as she heard seams pop. This constant up-and-down motion caused Mrs. Thomas to groan as she kept falling into the seat of her panties.

After a few minutes of pulling, Kady remembers that Mrs. Thomas was eating when she came in. after that thought, kady began walking back towards the desk as she pulled her teacher towards her unknown fate. Reaching the desk, Kady let one hand off the stretched-out panties to grab the Tupperware containing the forgotten spaghetti.

Using the hand still on the underwear, Kady pulled back and dumped half of the container into the seat of the underwear. She then let go as she grabbed the front and repeated the process. At this point, the blonde-haired teacher was too tired to fight back so she just let it happen. Before she could really focus on what was happening though, she suddenly was rocketed up as the back of her panties were yanked on for what felt like the hundredth time in the last few minutes. She squirmed as the sauce and the noodles mixed together and coated her crack and crotch. She could swear she could taste tomato-sauce-drenched cotton in the back of her throat as her anus and bottom lips were destroyed. This continued for another minute or two as Kady thought about what to do next before she had a bright idea.

Again, walking around the office, the blue-haired bully guided the embarrassed teacher around by the back of her underwear. This time around the desk. Once behind the desk, Kady stood on top of the chair as she carefully balanced herself on it. As soon as she was sure she wouldn’t fall off, Kady began hauling away at the panties as if she was a puppy playing with a toy. Her fists are at Mrs. Thomas’ shoulders as yanks and jerks to stretch out the underwear. The poor professor cries out in pain as she hears threads pop each time her feet leave the floor.

“Mommy,” cries out Mrs. Thomas as Kady’s knuckles begin dragging over her head and the once soft underwear repeatedly stabs her in her ass.

“Oops, wouldn’t want these to get messed up,” Kady said in a sing-song voice while taking Mrs. Thomas’ glasses off her face and setting them on the desk.

Soon the professor’s vision is blocked off by a field of orange and red as her panties snap just underneath her nose. Finally, Mrs. Thomas thought as she sighed in relief she’s finally done. That was until she was suddenly turned around and the front was grabbed. If the teacher thought a regular wedgie was bad enough, she was nowhere ready for the frontal wedgie she was receiving. It was like the spiked boot from the SpongeBob movie had kicked her in her lower lips. If her lower jaw wasn’t currently on the floor, the blonde woman would have screamed at a frequency only dogs could hear. The previous process of yanking and pulling repeated, but this time from the front. As the front of the underwear began to reach the top, Kady grabbed the back of the waistband and lifted it up. She began tying the two halves together before leaving the knot on the top of her teacher’s head.

“There, finished. Now, I would recommend not telling anyone unless you want someone to know that you got wedgied by a student,” laughed Kady as she walked away.

“Owie,” Mrs. Thomas mumbled.

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At least she took the glasses off her face before they got damaged.