Kye watches in horror as the ground beneath him falls away. The weight of his entire being immediately slips onto his tighty whities. He staggers a little as his feet stop supporting him, hoisted away by his briefs. His legs sway as he sings out his cries of agony. His balls were immediately crushed by his entire weight. His ass was burnt by a force equivalent to his mass.
Higher and higher from the ground Skylar soared. His screams rose several octaves as his briefs did. His hands reached for the back of his briefs to keep from falling forward. The intensity of the wedgie only grew the higher he went. Fear sprung on the boy's eyes as he caught a glimpse of the receding ground. With the snap of a thread, he could go plummeting to the ground below. His grip tightened, holding on for dear life. The ache in his balls and ass vanished slightly as fear overcame his pain. Yet, as his briefs neared his head, the pain only seemed to deepen.
Rivers kept on the same poker face. Never wavering never changing. His gaze was a solid as rock. But his balls werent. They throbbed as his entire 150 lbs of weight supported him on a piece of string that disappeared up his ass in a thong effect. He kept looking foreword, never down. As usual, he was silent as the night sky.
The park loomed before them, every attraction awaiting them was in sight. A viking's ride. A roller coaster. And so much more. Kye gave a silent prayer for his ass. They would be disfigured after this night. Maimed, probably.
Upon reaching the top, the tower merely spun slowly, showing every attraction for them for every spin. The colour drained from kye's face. "When do we get down?"
Skylar stopped screaming as realisation hit him. They've been spinning there for ages.
And as if on que, the ride started spinning faster. And faster. And faster.
The boys felt themselves get pulled out by the centripetal force. The effect on the wedgie was similar to an arm gripping their legs and pulling them out horizontally. And the ride began it's slow and agonising decent.
Kye felt a little sick. The spinning was making him very dizzy and pulling his wedgie deeper. Soon, the white fabric surpassed the teen's head and kept stretching beyond.
Skylar vomited, spraying the ground below him with bile and what little stomach contents he had. His underwear too reached his head.
Rivers gave up on the silence and began screaming. His face a mixture of horror and agony. His legs flailed below him as the gyro tower sank closer to the ground in an excruciatingly slow pace.
Eventually, it began to slow down and they began to drift back to being perpendicular to the approaching ground.
Once their feet contacted the ground, relief flooded their beings.
Kye fell to his knees only to regret it as his underwear stayed where it was, still secured. He scrambled to get up but only managed to slip and fall face flat on the ground. Only he did not touch the ground. His underwear supported him. Again, he scrambled to get up with more success.
Skylar too fell to his knees but stayed that way. Not caring much for the wedgie anymore.
Only rivers unhooked himself and collected himself enough. His poker face was back. His silence returned to him. But so did his helpfulness. He helped his companions down from their wedgied state.
The automatons came back as well.
"Now that the easy rides are over," the automaton's mechanical voice professed "these will be permanent and mandatory" it said as it reached over and gripped the group's exposed underwear and hoisted them into the air, shoving their arms through the waistband and setting them up in a shoulder wedgie.
