There she was, Christa Lens, laying in her bed, crying. Her mother had just gotten done punishing her yet again for no apparent reason. Well, she did have a reason. Her husband, Christa's father, had left his entire will in Christa's name. So after he passed away, her greed turned into anger, and she lashed out on Christa. This had been going on for about two years, and it had always been the same thing. Christa was always punished with a spanking. She had been punished for every little thing her mother could think of. She was punished for not cooking, not bringing her the right type of alcohol, or even making slightly too much noise watching TV.
This all changed when Christa turned 16. It was for this reason alone that she couldn't help being scared. Her last birthday was a spanking that lasted for upwards of nearly an hour, and it happened multiple times that day. Luckily, she had gotten better at avoiding her mother. That was until she had gotten downstairs. The plan was to sneak and hide in a closet until her mother got bored, but something bad happened. As she was crouching and making her way towards the closet, she felt a pair of hands grab the back of her panties. Less than a second later, Christa would feel the most painful wedgie she's ever felt. But to be fair, this was also the first wedgie she's ever felt. Her pained scream made her mother smirk.
Christa was short compared to her mother, which made things worse as her mother kept pulling upwards. It didn't take long for Christa's feet to leave the ground as she was forced into the closet. Her mother left her in a hanging wedgie for hours before finally getting her down. Well, it was more like pulling on Christa's legs until the panties eventually ripped. Christa groaned in pain, and oddly enough, her mother didn't go through with spanking her that day.
Months had passed since Christa's birthday. Her life at home was now worse since she was plagued with wedgies so much that her mother would buy Christa more panties just to rip them off of her. Not to mention that she would still get spanked, and more times than not, spanked and wedgied. Her life at school was almost the complete opposite. She had a few friends. None of them were really close to her, but they were still friends. This was even the year she had developed a crush. And of course, she was one of the star volleyball players for their school.
After a lot of time had passed, it was almost Valentines Day. Christa had planned on giving her crush a valentine's card by the end of the week. At least that was her plan... When she went to her gym locker to go change, she had the pleasure of tripping on a volleyball. She would've embarrassed herself, but luckily someone had caught her. She looked up to see the last person she wanted to see, her crush, "Are you ok?" Christa couldn't muster the courage to speak, "Mhm." Then they both heard laughter and giggles from other members of the volleyball team.
Christa turned around to see that one of them was holding the Valentines card she had planned on giving the girl that was currently holding on to her. Christa blushed and looked away in embarrassment until she heard one of them speak, "We told you to shoot your shot. Next time, don't be such a pụssy." Christa was confused because she definitely wasn't talking to her. Her crush rolled her eyes, and let go of Christa. She then went over a snatche the card from her friend and went back to Christa, "I'll read this later. But first..." Christa's confusion only lasted for a moment as she felt a pair of lips on her own. When they broke the kiss, Christa couldn't even move. As for her crush, she smiled and looked at her friends, "You guys suck." Her friends couldn't stop laughing, "Get a room." She looked back at Christa, "Myabe, I will." When she finished that sentence, she kissed Christa one more time before leaving with the card in her hand.
The very next day, Christa and her now girlfriend would talk a lot more. This was just the start of their relationship. Months had gone by, and it was now April first. The two of them were actually on a date at the mall. They were currently getting clothes and were in one of the changing rooms. Christa was changing into a skirt that she thought was cute. Her girlfriend agreed as she started groping Christa. This happened often in their relationship, and Christa was used to it. But she wasn't expecting her girlfriend to reach into the skirt and give her a wedgie. But there was something different about this wedgie and the ones she often got from her mother. This wedgie felt nice, almost too nice as Christa let out an audible moan.
