The exits loomed in the distance and they dashed for it quickly. Kye was thankful for his muscular physique, allowing him to run such distances with ease. Skylar was slightly less lucky with his skinny frame, exhausting him quickly.
They reached it, sweating madly. The massive and grand gates before them were locked shut. No way for them to get out. Too high to scale.
Right on the gates lay a sign.
Kye reads it out loud. "It seems you thrill seekers have decided to stray past closing hours. Dont think you can make it past this offence without any consequences. But, i'm willing to look past that. Just, get past all 12 rides and attractions in the park at night. There are a few changes to them but you'll live. At the end of the last ride is your freedom. Best of luck."
Just as kye finishes reading it, the park behind them explodes to life in light and sound. Every attraction had lit up. But instead of the usual light pastel colours of the park, it seemed a little off. The rides have a slightly worn out look to them. A slightly sinister appearance.
A small group of automatons of different animal types crowd in before them, ready to escort them to the rides.
Kye gulps. "Well, what are we waiting for?" His confidence draining.
First destination, the gift shop.
The announcement speaker rings a little before a mechanical voice sputters to life through the speaker. "Your pathetic mundane underwear will never make it through the rides before you" it said.
Kye, skylar and rivers shared a worrisome look. What the fuck would they need new underwear for?
"Therefore, i am proud to announce a 100% off sale on all underwear." The voice announces at last before the automatons surged their hands into Skylar and rivers' jeans, grabbing fistfuls of cotton as they lifted the two guys off the ground. Kye's boxers have already been ripped and he stared in awe and slight pity at his wedgies companions. He took a shaky step back.
Skylar's face was scrunched up in pure pain and agony whereas rivers let only small bits of pain show on his face. A subtle mouth twitch. A flare in his eyes. His boxerbriefs stretching beyond his shoulders as his feet lay a foot off the ground. Rivers did not struggle though. He knew that it would merely bring him more discomfort and pain. His eyes drift to his side as he watched skylar, his legs swinging fruitlessly below him. A complete feet of air between skylar's feet and the ground.
Then the true hell began.
The automatons began shaking them. Tiny yanks that stretch the underwear in so many ways. Skylar went from grunting to full on screaming. His grey briefs reaching a quarter foot above his head. His legholes nesting near his ears.
Rivers grit his teeth but still suppressed any feeling that may leak onto his face. He believed that showing emotion is weakness. He suppressed the pain.
Next, two more automatons grabbed Rivers' and Slylar's legs and began to pull. The force went from their own weight to the strength of a robot. Their underwear soared way beyond their head. Rivers' face still a poker face. His robot pulled harder. His lips were pressed so tightly together to suppress any scream that could escape.
Until the automaton broke his silence.
One powerful tug from the automaton and rivers gave a scream of pain. His underwear half a foot above his head. The robots, proud of their accomplishment, hooked the stretched out red boxer briefs up and over his head, nose and under his chin. Rivers grunted in pain as his face scrunched up in discomfort. But it's okay, they wont see it past the fabric.
A loud ripping noise and a thud rang through the gift shop as Skylar's briefs finally tore through. He lied on the floor, pulling out bits of fabric from his pants, cupping his balls and ass and trying to regain a grasp on the situation. He glanced up and saw rivers' predicament and was extremely thankful he was not in the same situation.
Rivers was in an atomic shoulder wedgie and dangling a foot off the ground by his boxer briefs. The robots were still bouncing him as well as pulling on his legs, attempting to rip off the stubborn pair.
Kye came back a second later with a pair of scissors in hand as he stabbed through Rivers' boxer briefs. The first tear is the hardest to make and that small hole instantly exploded into a massive one, tearing across the boxer briefs until Rivers too, fell to the floor in pain. His silence was back, but his face was scrunched in agony.
Once the pain ebbed away, rivers stood up. His front awkwardly scraping against his skinny jeans. The same with Skylar and Kye.
The only underwear the store seemed to sell were tighty whities. Seems they were all free for them. They all grabbed a pair and shuffled towards the fitting room. The tighty whities were incredibly soft and comfortable. The perfect mesh of cotton and nylon. Extremely soft and hugged their crowned jewels nice and snugly. Kye admired his look in the mirror a little before putting on his own jeans.
