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

Z-1C

You go over to Nozomu with your shirt and pants in hand.

"Hey." You say as you slip on a pair of pants.

"–Hm...? Oh. Hey, [Reader]. Nice work today." Nozomu says with a smile on his face.

"Thanks, you did pretty good today too, Nozomu."

Before you could say anything else, you feel a hand slip inside your pants, a few fingers curling into the waistband of your underwear, and a sharp pain in your crack.

"YEOW–!" You yelp as the wedgie makes you jolt upwards.

You hear the green haired boy beside you chuckle.

"Cute briefs, [Reader]." He said, quickly releasing the blue briefs with lemon prints that you just changed into.

"N-Nozomu, you dick!" You blushed at his unwelcome and embarrassing compliment, quickly finding a way to retaliate.

Without even stuffing your underwear back in your pants or picking your wedgie, you give him a taste of his own medicine in turn.

Lucky for you, he had only changed into just his shirt and a new pair of boxers that was tight enough to see all of what he had to offer— A black pair with orange elastic.

Your fingers grab Nozomu's easily accessible boxers' legholes and give them a sharp yank upwards.

Almost immediately, you can hear a seam pop.

"Ah– Ngh... Fuck... A wedgie...!" The jock's eyes widen. He gasps and hisses as his hungry ass quickly gobbles up his tight boxers.

The sudden searing, burning pain of the wedgie makes Nozomu lose some of his balance. The metal lockers make a loud thud as his body collides and presses against them. His hands desperately latched onto the lockers.

You give another strong yank to the wedgied jock's legholes, turning the back of his boxers into a string that disappeared and chafed inside the soccer team captain's clenched, sore hole.

His crotch isn't doing too well either.

Putting together the fact that he has tight briefs on and the sheer size of his fat cock, supplemented by the fact that his arousal from his wedgie is at its peak— it's safe to say that his long, erect, wedgied schlong is being squeezed to a pulp by the tight black and orange boxers that compress his "crown jewels" and converge at his taint.

The other people that were with you in the locker room leave in fear of ending up like how Nozomu is now for laughing at him and his predicament.

You pull upwards on his undies a few more times, eliciting grunts turning into groans turning into moans from the older boy. At this point, you've stretched his tight undies up to his shoulder blades. You need them to go just a bit higher.

"Hey, wedgie bitch." You call for your childhood friend's attention.

Your hand lets go of one of his legholes and smacks one of his bare buttcheeks.

"Ohh~...!" He jolts and moans, his toned, muscly butt jiggling.

"Legs apart. And spread your asscheeks open for me." You command him, giving the other cheek another hard spank that makes Nozomu's dick twitch.

"Mmmf–! Y-Yes, sir."

Nozomu's submissiveness finally shows. He slowly moves his legs away from each other. Then, he lets go of the lockers and grabs each of his buttcheeks instead, gently spreading them apart.

His dick throbs, releasing some precum onto the front of his boxers as his wedgied ass takes in more and more of the black and orange cotton.

"Aughh~♡" Nozomu moans as you pull higher on his legbands.

"You like that, wedgie boy?" You ask, yanking again. Another few seams pop.

"Fuuuckkk.... Y-Yes~♡ G-Gimme more. More wedgies." He says, still spreading his hole. The green haired jock drools and sticks his ass out, his mind starting to go blank from the pleasure of his humiliating wedgie.

"You're way too demanding, Nozomu. I haven't got much time, you know. I have places to go." You say in an alluring tone.

"–So let's make this quick and interesting. Arms out, nerd."

Nozomu quickly complies. He stops spreading his cotton-filled asshole and slowly lifts his arms outwards. You slip his legholes through both of his arms, giving him a shoulder wedgie.

"Good nerd. Now keep your shoulder wedgie in for the rest of the day. Send me pics of you at home with your wedgie still intact. Got it, wedgie boy?"

"Y-Yes, [Reader]."

"Good boy—" You say, patting his head, causing his head to ruffle.

You quickly continue changing into your shirt. Nozomu puts a pair of pants and a blue varsity jacket on to hide his shoulder wedgie. Fitting for such an athletic nerd such as himself.

"Before I go..." You say before lifting a leg right in between the jock's legs, further torturing the boy's already pained balls by giving them a good kick. Just like how you would a soccer ball.

"AUGHHH— Owwww... F-Fuck!" The jock groans in pain with tears welling up in his eyes. He falls to the ground on his knees and cups his pain stricken crotch.

"That's for having the gall to give me a wedgie. Have fun, dweeb." You say mockingly before leaving the locker room.

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MetaNotes:

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• Z-2 unlocked. Proceed?

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