This choice: ...gives her mom an atomic wedgie! • Go Back...Chapter #10...gives her mom an atomic wedgie! by: LordwithEyes   Susan dropped the rest of the packs of panties into the back seat with a :0 expression on her face as Lucy's anger got the best of her. Lucy easily stretched the orange granny panties high into the air up her Mother's huge butt, which gobbled up the panties like a hungry vulture. She yanked with all her hate and anger of the day and quickly stretched them up! It was so satisfying to her, as those mocking orange granny panties with her mother's name on it was taunting her the entire event.
"Come on! Almost there!" thought Lucy as the waistband of the panties reached the top of Susan's head, then over it, and finally snapped right under her chin! With a victorious cry Lucy jumped into the air! As giving the atomic wedgie made her feel a lot better about her near death experience from embarrassment earlier with her mother. She couldn't wait to see her mother's face of...pleasure?
Although Lucy couldn't see Susan's face she could read her body language. Usually after administering any particularly painful wedgie the first response a victim would give to an atomic wedgie would be muffled screaming and anguish, as well as the tightening of the legs and holding the crotch in pain. But here Susan was taking the wedgie like a champ, even leaning forward a little to make her panties dig inside even more. And there were even sounds of moaning! Lucy simply stood there shocked as Susan eventually stopped self serving herself from Lucy's wedgie and gripped the waistband of her panties before sliding it up to her forehead, rather then try and take it off completely.
There was even a complete lack of pained expressions, instead replaced with ones filled with euphoria and pleasure, she was even panting a little bit!
"I have to admit Lucy." Susan began finally, "I didn't think you were actually going to grow a pair and give me one. Jokes on me for arrogance huh kiddo?"
"Wha-what Mom? You're enjoying this???" Lucy couldn't believe this, and was suddenly glad the parking lot was empty.
"Well the thing is my dear daughter, I've always held a fascination for wedgies. Didn't you always find it strange why I never reprimanded you for any of your actions and "pranks" to Anna? Or why I would occasionally walk into the house limping, or awkwardly walking? I used to be a huge nerd! You didn't know that? My dear daughter! You're more dense then I thought! Ahhhh you’re just like me.”
And with that Susan began to laugh as a confused Lucy began to piece the pieces together, why her mother would act like she didn't see Lucy pranking Anna even when it was quite obvious, or why whenever Lucy went pantie raiding to her mother's drawer for Anna always seem to have fewer granny panties then usual, or why she rarely ever spoke of her times in school.
Lucy couldn't believe this, and before she knew it, the admittedly more comfortable pair of embarrassing duckie granny panties were launched into the air as revenge by Susan, who has still not bothered to get her atomic off. Lucy screeched as her ass once again got assaulted by cotton and began howling in pain when she felt her mother begin bouncing her around, even swinging her!
"When did Mom get so fucking strong??" Lucy continued to scream as Susan dropped her to the ground, and gripped tighter onto her legholes and launched the stretchy panties once anew up her poor bottom. She wanted to scream as her ass felt like it was on fire before she felt herself get dropped onto the ground.
"That was for the nice hat you just gave me, and for being rude today Lucy. Next time I won't be so merciful. Now get into the damn car." Moaning Lucy got up shakily from the ground, trying her best to pick the panties out of her butt.
“Come on Mom!” Whined Lucy...again.
Much Later...
10 p.m
Tossing and turning. Lucy couldn't get any sleep. Dressed in nothing but a white bra and black pajama bottoms as well as a new pair of soft white sheepie granny panties )(They were cute god damnit!), Lucy was too busy worrying about the next day.
She couldn't get any sleep and was afraid of what might happen tomorrow. She has by now accepted her fate, and was behaving much like a Roman Emperor preparing for his inevitable assassination. Thankfully it would be the weekend but she was still worried about the days to come afterwards, at least Anna will be merciful though.
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