Pick Me! ~Choose Your Wedgie Boy~ (Chapter 1)

M-1A

After ogling the room, you sit down near the wooden table and take your materials from your bag.

You and Touma start your tutorial session. He explains and simplifies some of the concepts in your class.

You quickly understand one whole chapter of material! You feel yourself getting smarter thanks to Touma.

It's getting dark. You should leave—

"[Reader]." A whiny Touma calls out to you.

You turn around and see him pouting sadly. Too cute.

"You haven't forgetten about my reward, have you?" He whines again.

Of course you remembered about his reward! Well... just now at least.

"I haven't..." You say as you stop in your tracks.

"Hmph... Well, come on!—" The brown haired dork says, bending over facing his bed and exposing his white waistband from his pants.

"—wedgie me already~!" He desperately begs.

And so you walk towards him, happily obliging.

You grip his soft undies' waistband. You take a gander that it's those stretchy tighty whities yet again.

You pull and you realize...

You couldn't be any more wrong.

Touma's breath hastens from the thrill of you pulling on his undies that reached only his lower back.

Those were very, very resistant. Somehow, they weren't tighty whities, but they're still pretty dorky. Touma's choice of underwear today was a pair of tight, red pop art briefs with comic-like prints on them.

"Ha-Harder, [Reader]!" The wedgie boy moans out, gripping his bedsheets.

His pleas make a tent grow in your pants. An evil grin finds itself on your face as you yank upwards on the waistband.

"Mmgh!" Touma groans. The red cotton tightens around the brunette boy's erect cock, leaking out precum on his red briefs.

You pulled one more time. You're surprised that it didn't take long for the legholes to come out of Touma's pants.

You wasted no time in re-adjusting your grip on them and pulled Touma's briefs up by his legholes.

The fabric further thinned into a string that disappeared into the pleasured boy's sore crack.

You pull the red briefs higher with ample force.

Excess force even, seeing as a ripping sound echoed throughout the room alongside Touma's loud moan.

The tight briefs were ripped clean from Touma's pants, leaving nothing but the remnants of cotton on your hands.

Touma pants heavily.

"A-Ah... Th-Thank you, [Reader]... ngh..." He said, facing you. His pleasure was very much visible on his face.

Along with your school supplies, you keep his ripped underwear in your bag, like a trophy of some sorts.

You say goodbye to your wedgie boy and head back home.

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MetaNotes:

+15 Touma_Dominance
+5 Touma_Trust