Wedgies of Mythological Proportions

Ancient Thebes, one of the largest cities in Greece and a major rival to Athens in the south. And on one particular morning, a cloaked woman stood on the outskirts of town anxiously waiting for someone When suddenly her name was called from behind her.

“Medusa! Medusa, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting,” cried another woman as she ran up to the cloaked Medusa.

“Oh, no worries. I actually just got here myself,” Medusa giggled as she stared to the ground trying her best to not look the other woman in the eye.

“Meddy, baby, how many times do I have to tell you. You can look at me ever since I got Hephaestus to make me these new glasses that negate your stare.”

“Sorry, Arachne, force of habit,” Medusa sheepishly replied as she started looking at her glasses wearing friend.

“Oh, it’s alright Meddy, come here. I’m sorry for snapping. I just want you to look at me,” Arachne said quietly as she pulled the snake-haired woman into a hug. It would have been a sweet moment if it wasn’t for the slight pain in Medusa’s ass while she was hugging her best friend.

“Ugh, Ne, seriously, now,” fussed the Gorgon as pushed the shorter woman way to stop her from giving her another wedgie.

“Sorry, sorry. Force of habit,” the weaver jokingly apologized as she backed away, letting go of her friend’s light blue panties, letting them snap back against Medusa’s ass.

“On another note,” spoke the annoyed woman trying to change the subject, “did you hear about the boy who fell into the sea, I think his name was Icarus?”

“Yeah, the boy who flew too close to the sun with wax wings. Whatever happened to his father afterwards?” Arachne questioned.

“I heard that he wasn’t allowed into any city afterwards and that he wanders the wilderness”

“That’s so sad”

“I know”

“Me too”

The sudden inclusion of a third voice caused the two women to pause and turn to their side. What they saw made their blood run cold. Before them, in her full glory, was the helmet wearing, spear wielding, goddess of wisdom, strategy, and craftsmanship herself, Athena. Accompanying her were the usual gaggle of nymphs and minor goddesses she called her friends.

“Well well well, if it isn’t dork and dorkier. I would say it's a surprise to see you two together, but I guess what they say is true: dweebs of a feather flock together,” mocked the goddess as her cronies started laughing in an over the top manner, but one laugh dragged on for slightly two long, “don’t mind her, that’s just Echo”.

“Just Echo. Echo. Echo”

“A-Athena, what are you doing here?” Arachne questioned holding an arm out to separate Medusa from Athena.

“What, I can’t come and visit my little brother? I came here to talk to him about something, and I think I just found out the perfect way to blow off some steam from talking to that drunkard,” said Athena with a devilish grin on her face.

“When I say now, we run. Ok?” muttered the spider-like woman to her friend as she grabbed her hand, “NOW!”

As the pair turn to run away from the goddess, they bump into a wall of people who suddenly grabbed them both. Athena’s crew surrounded them as they weren’t looking.

“Did you really think I would let you get away with that again? I am the goddess of strategy for crying out loud,” Athena  mocked.

“Also the goddess of being a bitch,” Medusa murmured, finally finding the courage to speak. An action she would soon regret.

“I’m sorry, the goddess of what?” snapped the taller woman.

“Being a bitch. Bitch. Bitch,” echoed Echo.

“Thank you Echo. Always a dear,” Athena sarcastically said before turning back to her two favorite victims, “now you, snake whore. Since you have the gall to run you mouth in a situation like this, you’ll go first. Girls?”

Without another word, the two girls who were holding onto Medusa reached into her dress and hiked up her light blue panties. Try as she might to escape, the harder she struggled, the higher her panties went.

“Since you don’t know when to shut up, how about a little game where we try out every single wedgie we can before your underwear rips, ok?” Athena mockingly asked before turning her attention to the women holding the Gorgon, “Start with a yoyo”.

With this, the two girls readjusted their grips on her waistband and began bouncing her. Each time she landed in the seat of her panties, she let out another squeal as she clenched her cheeks.

In all the pain and embarrassment, Medusa made the mistake of looking up before a hand was roughly placed on her head, pushing it down.

“I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO NEVER LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE DISGUSTING EYES!” Athena snapped, causing the frightened snake woman to quiet down and stare at the grass no matter how much she was in pain.

“Hey, stop screaming at her. It was an accident and besides, you gave her those eyes!”, screeched Arachne as she tried to squirm out of their grips to get to her friend.

“Quiet down Ne, or else I’ll leave you in a web wedgie again like when you tried to challenge me”

As much as she hated it, Arachne was forced to bite her tongue in the hopes that her and Medusa would get off lightly. But with Athena, they would still need all the ice Boreas could spare.

While this was going on, one of Medusa’s snakes attempted to bite the armored goddesses hand.

“Gah, your stupid snake tried to bite me! Just for that, I’m gonna get a little more serious. You guys start working on the little spider over there. I’ll take this one,” Athena said as her cronies dropped Medusa and went to help the other with Arachne.

With Arachne, since there were now more hands on deck, they were able to give her more devastating wedgies. They started out with simple wedgies before competing to see who can give her the worst wedgies imaginable. They switched off from yoyo wedgies to around-the-world, frontals, and hammock wedgies. They even threw in a few spankings and atomics in there for good measure. But even through all this, Arachne refused to scream. She was already forced to bite her tongue earlier. To her, how could that be any worse than doing that again in order to get them to tire out faster, thus saving her and her friend from worse fates. Unknowingly to her, said friend was already suffering a terrible fate.

Back over with Medusa and Athena, the snake-haired woman was quickly given a moment of reprise as she attempted to pick out her over stretched out panties. This however, was short lived as she was quickly grabbed by the shoulders as her head was squished between Athena’s well toned thighs. Before she could even question this, her underwear was grabbed once again and rocketed up between her ass cheeks. Effectively making them rolling green hills with a river between them as each new pull from Athena made Medusa’s cheeks jiggle. This continued on for several more minutes before Medusa almost lost her voice and Arachne only let out a few squeaks every now and then, but she did not scream.

“Yawn, alright girls. I’m getting a little tired from this, so why don’t we wrap this up with a simple hanging?” pondered the goddess to her crew.

There was a slight moment of agreement from the crowd as they were also getting tired of this.

“Sure. sure, sure” Echoed one happy individual.

“You heard the girls, no hard feelings. And I know the perfect place to leave you two”

Hours later, Medusa and Arachne were hanging from a tree one of the nymphs grew for Athena in the center of the city.

“By girls. See you next time! Oh, and Medusa, Perseus has been dying to see you, so expect him to visit again in the next few days” Athena called out as she and her friends began to leave.

Medusa shuddered at the thought of another visit from that pervert. But her thoughts were interrupted by a voice the next branch over.

“Meddy, I’m sorry for clamming up back there. I should have spoken out more,” Ne quietly said while fighting through the pain of her broken and battered ass as she swung and swayed through the wind.

“Ne, no! It’s not your fault. If anything, it’s my fault for dragging you into this,” replied Meddy as she also fought through tears. This time from both the pain and the emotional moment beside her.

“You didn’t drag me into anything. That old hag has hated me for almost as long as she has you”

Before the two could even begin to reach out to hug each other, Ne’s panties ripped. Dropping her down, free from the pain of a hanging wedgie.

“Don’t worry Meddy. As soon as a get feeling back to my legs, I will quickly get you down,” Ne meekly spoke as a parachute of ripped material gathered over her as she laid face down on the street below.

“Ah, fuck,” the Gorgon quietly swore as she realized that she was gonna be staying there for the next few hours or at least until the spider-like woman woke up. Whichever happened first..

The End