After a few minutes, a short goth girl came strolling by. She looked bored, just passing from one class to the other in order to get through the day. She had a wild mane of long black hair draped over soft, pale skin, and shadowed eyes that were such a pale blue, they were reminiscent of silver. He could see the occasional glint of metal from her various ear piercings reflecting behind her strands of hair. She wore a thin, black, long sleeved crop-top, paired with a dark navy lace bra that stuck out underneath, alongside a short pleated skirt. With a hopeful look, Shelby called out to the goth.
"Hey!"
She paused, glancing around before looking up at him. "Yeah?" She replied, propping a hand on her hip. Her silvery eyes seemed to pierce through him.
"Could you help me down?" Shelby asked, a blush growing across his face as the goth girl circled around him, and took a long peek up his skirt.
As she came back around, the girl took ahold of his ankles and pulled down, just enough to feel the tightness of his panties increase. "Now, why would I do that?"
Blushing and nervous, Shelby asked, "W-what do you want?"
Giving him an assessing look, the goth replied with, "A favor."
"Deal." He said, before letting out a small squeak as she tugged his ankles downwards with a beautiful smile. "W-wait. What're you doing?!"
"Helping you down." She replied sweetly, a mischievous light in her eyes, as she gave light pulls to his ankles, causing him to bounce slightly in his hanging wedgie. His white panties with yellow stars climbed deeper into his bountiful behind while he squeaked and yelped, even let out an embarrassed moan from one pull forcing his undies to squeeze his trapped cock and rub his sensitive hole. After that, with stars in her eyes, the girl grew rougher with her pulls, stretching his grannies further and further up his ass.
"Please, no more." Shelby gasped, a whine leaving his lips as the fabric of his panties caressed his privates.
"We're nearly there." She cooed, laughing softly at how he writhed, cupping his crotch while his eyes rolled back into his head. With a snapping sound, Shelby's panties slipped off of the lamppost, sending him crashing into the goth.
With a groan, they laid on the sidewalk, Shelby's undies appearing more akin to a blanket than panties with how they trailed out of his skirt. Slowly, Shelby climbed off of the girl, resting on his knees as he pulled the fabric out from between his supple moons.
"Thanks." He said breathily, as relief resonated throughout his derriere.
Clambering to her feet, the goth girl stood over him and brushed down her dark clothes. “Now, you owe me a favor.”
Shelby paused nervously, looking up at the girl. “What do you want?”
She tilted her head as she looked him over. “I want you,” She started, revealing a dark piercing through her tongue. “To give me,”
“A wedgie.” She finished, turning around and looking back at him with amusement in her gaze. A pair of large, bright pink panties with “Princess” across the rear were barely hidden beneath her short skirt. The fabric was tight along her butt, cleaving her cheeks in a natural wedgie and easily revealing how bountiful her behind was.
Shelby’s mind blanked out for a few seconds at the sight. “W-why?” He croaked.
“Because, you’re the type who likes to give and get, am I right?” She guessed. He nodded dumbly in reply. With a smile she continued, “You’re also the type who might squeal for more if someone plays with you just right, hmm?”
Was I? Shelby wondered. He remembered experiencing some wedgies that felt nicer than others, but he’d never put much thought into it. Maybe.
“So am I.” The girl said “So come on ‘Starlight’,”
“Give me a wedgie.”
She guided Shelby’s hands under her skirt, to the waistband of her panties. Then, she swayed back-and-forth slowly and slowly lifted her skirt, giving him a better view of her plump rear. Growing in confidence, Shelby climbed to his feet as he curled his fingers around the waistband of her undies, which caused the goth to shiver in anticipation.
“Do it.”
Like she had earlier, Shelby started easy, giving gentle tugs to her panties. She moaned softly as the fabric delved deeper between her cheeks.
“Fuck, just like that…” She whispered, biting her lip as her underwear reached her mid-back.
With a growing grin, Shelby started to pull harder, yanking the pink fabric up to her shoulders. The girl moaned and squeaked, growing louder in tandem with your pulls. Her back arched as she shifted onto her toes, her thighs pressed together. Her butt bounced with every pull to her panties, the bright pink fabric splitting her soaking pussy and pale moons.
“More. Higher!” She pleaded, her voice growing shrill. She looked back at Shelby, locking his gaze with hers, and spread her cheeks. Her face was blushingly wildly, but there was still a hint of mischief in her eyes, this time however, it was paired with desire.
With even more effort, Shelby forced her undies higher, lifting the goth off of the ground. She squealed in pleasure, her panties a few inches over her head, a wet spot steadily growing on the fabric between her folds. The sound of tearing threads reached Shelby’s ears, and he watched small holes become larger the longer he flossed her voluptuous booty.
“Rip them! Please! I’m so close!” She begged, squirming and writhing while her “Princess” panties split her drenched intimates.
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