The Wedgie Victim

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The Wedgie Victim

Timmy was having an amazing day until his older brother, Max, snuck up behind him with an evil grin plastered on his face. Max's eyes sparkled with mischief as he stealthily approached his unsuspecting brother.

"Hey, little bro!" Max exclaimed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Timmy turned, but before he could react, Max swiftly yanked down his trousers, exposing his bright blue underwear to the world.

"NOOOO! MAX!" Timmy shrieked, his face burning with embarrassment.

But Max wasn't done yet.

With a lightning-fast motion, Max seized the elastic waistband of Timmy's underwear and yanked it upward, executing a precision wedgie that left Timmy's underwear lodged in the deepest crevice of his buttocks. The fabric dug into his skin like a razor-sharp knife, causing his eyes to bulge.

As Timmy's underwear rose, his exposed butt cheeks were round and tender, with a soft layer of downy fuzz. The skin was smooth and pale, except for the angry red mark left by the elastic band.

The crevice between his buttocks was deep and inviting, and the wedgie had pushed his underwear into the darkest recesses of that crevice.

Timmy's anus was tiny and pink, puckered in protest at the sudden exposure.

His buttocks quivered with each sob, and his thighs trembled with humiliation.

"AAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Timmy shrieked, his voice echoing through the house.

The wedgie was a work of art – a towering "atomic wedgie" that exposed Timmy's vulnerable skin to the world. The elastic band cut into his flesh like a taut rubber band, leaving an angry red mark.

As Max burst into uncontrollable laughter, Timmy's face turned beet-red. His cheeks felt like they were on fire, and his stomach churned with anguish.

"Nooooo, Max! Stop! Pleeeeease!" Timmy begged, but Max's laughter only intensified.

Timmy's eyes frantically scanned the room, pleading for rescue. Mom was in the kitchen, oblivious to his suffering, as the sound of sizzling vegetables masked Timmy's cries.

With a final sadistic yank, Max released the wedgie, leaving Timmy to crumple to the floor.

As Timmy crumpled to the floor, gasping for air, Max swiftly positioned himself beside Timmy, yanking him over his knee.

Timmy's eyes widened in horror. "NOOOO! MAX! NOT A SPANKING!"

But Max was unforgiving.

With a swift, firm motion, Max brought his hand down onto Timmy's exposed buttocks.

SMACK!

Timmy shrieked, his butt stinging from the impact.

Max spanked him again and again, each blow landing with precision.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Timmy's buttocks turned bright red, and tears streamed down his face.

"STOP! PLEASE! MAX!" Timmy begged.

But Max continued, his spanks growing firmer.

"You need to learn to behave, little bro," Max said.

Finally, Max stopped, and Timmy collapsed to the floor.

As Timmy lay on the floor, sobbing and nursing his sore buttocks, Max's mischief wasn't done yet.

Max spotted a pen on the nearby table and snatched it up.

"Time for the grand finale," Max said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Timmy's eyes widened in horror as Max approached him.

"No! Max! Don't!" Timmy begged.

But Max was unforgiving.

With a swift motion, Max inserted the pen into Timmy's anus.

Timmy shrieked, his body tensing in shock.

"MAX! STOP! PLEASE!" Timmy pleaded.

But Max kept going.

"You're going to learn to obey me, little bro," Max said.

Next, Max grabbed a second pen and inserted it alongside the first.

Timmy's eyes bulged.

"NOOOO! MAX! STOP!" Timmy begged.

A third pen joined the first two.

Timmy's face burned with humiliation and pain.

The pens moved in and out, their tips scraping against Timmy's tender skin.

Timmy's anus throbbed, and his face streamed with tears.

A fourth, fifth, and sixth pen were added.

Timmy's pleas turned to sobs.

As the pens continued to violate Timmy, blood began to trickle from his anus.

"MAX! PLEASE! STOP! IT HURTS!" Timmy screamed.

But Max didn't stop.

More pens were added.

Timmy's butt was now bleeding profusely.

"WHY, MAX, WHY?" Timmy sobbed.

Max chuckled. "Because, little bro, someone's got to keep you in line!"

Timmy glared at Max, vowing to one day exact his revenge.

The End

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