...pink lace panties with my name written on them in sharpie.
"Juliet no, I can't wear these." I protested.
"But Andy, they're special panties. Wear them for me?" She started giving me the puppy dog eyes and for some reason I just couldn't say no. I went into the bathroom to change out of my underoos and man, did I look stupid. Just imagine a grown man, 6'3" in a rock band wearing pink lace panties. What if my pants fall off on stage? What if I have a hole in my pants and they show through? There's no end to the things that could happen, but I can't say no to Juliet. I-
"Ow." I said, rubbing my head. What hit me? I looked up and saw something I couldn't believe. The ceiling was literally on my face. "Juliet, I think these panties are cutting off my circulation. Help!" I yelled, my voice cracking as I tried to choke out my plea for what I though was me going insane. I fling my arms outwards and suddenly there's holes in my walls. Did I shoot lasers out of my hands? I closed my eyes and tried not to move. There was no way I was floating and shooting lasers out of my hands. It was all just a bad dream and I would wake up. Batman doesn't do these things. I just wanted underwear that would help me be like Batman.
"So they work, I see." Juliet said, walking into the bathroom.
"What do you mean they work?" I panicked, shooting a laser right into my girlfriend.
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Special Panties (An Andy Biersack Story)
FanfictionAndy is sick and tired of normal underwear. Why don't they give him powers like Superheroes' tights? Andy has never understood and constantly ponders this question with his girlfriend, Juliet. Will he ever find the right underwear for him?
