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Elizabeth Gillies Wedgie
Brandon groaned loudly as he started to wake up. slowly opening his eyes he remembered his mom had put him in a hanging wedgie the night before, his ass was on fire and the day before getting wedgies by none other than Harley Quinn. Brandon held his crotch and kicked his legs trying desperately to fight out of the wedgie as he sighed, letting himself swing there for a moment knowing exactly what he'd have to do, Brandon unfortunately had his window opening meaning he could see outside and everyone could see inside a sight that was amusing for people walking by as Brandon would blush every time someone walked by and pointed at him or called him a loser or put a L on their forehead, looking outside he saw his mom's car was gone meaning there was only one way out.. taking a deep breath he began to rapidly bounce himself by his tighty-whities, the wedgie getting tighter and the underwear deeper as seams started to pop before mercifully ripping. Brandon fell on his stomach causing him to groan even louder but thankful he was free. Getting up he immediately closed the blinds and threw away his torn tighty-whities, putting on another pair before getting dressed in casual shorts and a t-shirt he laid in bed and checked his phone seeing a message from Ariana Grande the night before when he was with Harley reading the text his eyes went wide with fear Ariana: " Soo.. I told the story of our.. last interaction to a few friends and now.. one of them wants to try you out.. good luck! She doesn't like to be kept waiting so meet her at the Park tonight 1 am " Brandon was confused, scared, nervous everything who was this person, would they go hard or soft on his tighty-whities these questions stayed in his mind the whole day as he continued his day, only getting the occasional wedgie at school and getting a atomic wedgie when he got back home, eating dinner and taking a shower now it was finally time. He told his mom where he'd be as she laughed Mom: " Aww looks like the loser got a date, careful she doesn't get wedgie happy tonight " Anne laughed as Brandon just sighed and left his house, it was a good 5 minute walk to the park in time square the park was empty which made the eerily quiet park that much more unbearable as Brandon looked around, he was now in the center of the park next to a water fountain he couldn't see anybody and he was far enough from the town that he couldn't see the bottom of apartments and building as suddenly he heard a voice " Mmm good boy ! You came I was started to think that brat Ariana lied to me about how obedient you were ~ " Brandon blushed profusely as all the pet names got to him struggling to sit still, he sat on the water fountains edge Brandon: " W- Who are you ? " " Me ? Well I'm.. " The figure showed herself in the light as Brandon nearly prolapsed in fear and worry as standing before him was his icon, a girl he had a deep crush on and the reason he enjoyed being humiliated as standing before him was Ms. Elizabeth Gillies aka Jade West " Your worst nightmare " Ms. Gillies laughed as Brandon was shocked, stunned, confused and worried as he shot up to his feet staring at her and noticing she had a duffle bag, Elizabeth smirking as she noticed his staring Elizabeth: " Mmm I bet you want to know what's in this.. you'll find out soon enough but I want to make sure you came.. prepared~ don't make this hard for both of us turn around " Brandon was conflicted on one hand he was terrified to upset her but on the other he didn't want to have to endure a wedgie courtesy of his crush getting closer Brandon decided to try it and run unfortunately she was too close as soon as he took off he was already on the grass Ms. Gillies jumping on his back and took him down a grunt escaping both of their lips. Brandon fell causing Elizabeth to laugh, pinning him down and changing to turn around and pushing her ass to sit on the back of Brandon's head, his face being pinned between the dirt and his crush's ass it was like a dream come true but he tried to hide it begging with her but Liz ignored his please before the familiar feeling for Brandon, hands reaching into his pants and getting a firm grip on his tighty-whities as Brandon braced himself trying not to moan or give any sign he was enjoying it, clinching his body and waiting however after a few seconds he noticed she hadn't done it yet relaxing his muscles for just a split second as then that's when Liz struck, yanking his underwear out of his pants Brandon moaned loudly before immediately covering his mouth and blushing profusely Liz: " Aww you're adorable little moans are like music to my ear nerd now let's start off nice and easy.. I'm gonna pull these till they either go over your head or till I get bored " Liz laughed as she pulled harder and pulling them higher causing her to sit up and her butt to crush Brandon's head as Brandon didn't know whether to moan and let himself submit to his crush in front of her or to groan and try to fight her off him unfortunately the decision was made by his own body moaning loudly and enjoying it  to the point of being unable to hide it not even from himself while all that time Liz laughed and continued to pull on his tighty-whities higher and higher, groaning with each pull, eventually she was able to slip off Brandon's head and onto the ground, putting her boots on his shoulders, he looked foward seeing Liz's smiling face staring back at him Liz: " this one you might want to clutch your butt on.. cause it's gonna burn " Brandon tried to beg instead of doing what she said. Liz firmly and quickly pulled his tighty-whities as hard as she could the fabric stretching higher and higher. it felt like something out of a cartoon with one pull the tighty-whities immediately were high enough and Liz set the waistband down on his forehead giving Brandon an atomic wedgie as Liz stood up, laughing and admiring her work while Brandon squirmed in the dirt getting the knees of his pants dirty, holding his crotch in pain while Liz simply smirked. Walking over to her bag she dropped stuff in front of Brandon being sure to describe why she brought them Elizabeth: " rope for when I eventually decide to leave you hanging, tape to both shut you up and tie you up, a pair of panties I wore last week and haven't been washed yet and a tennis ball to help attach your underwear. Alright I have everything but first I wanna continue your punishment so allow me to do just that ~ " Liz smirked as she grabbed the rope before tying it around the exposed leg holes of Brandon's tighty-whities while he tried so desperately to fight back but he couldn't do much else other than putting his hands in the way which didn't work as eventually Elizabeth had everything set, grabbing the rope she threw it over her shoulder before deciding what she wanted to do, finding a public bathroom her eyes lit up before looking back at Brandon and smirked Liz: " Alright dork here we go first stop swirlieville " Brandon blushed as he again protested his predicament however all his words turned to moaning as Liz started to walk, dragging Brandon along by his underwear as Elizabeth was going just fast enough to where he couldn't get his arms up to walk, being forcefully dragged to the bathroom however thankfully Liz stopped at the concrete and forced him to get on all fours and crawl into a stall, his atomic wedgie still on his forehead as Liz pulled him by his underwear into the stall, taking the atomic wedgie off his forehead however Brandon would barely get a moment to rest before Liz shoved his head into the toilet, laughing as she flushed the toilet Elizabeth: " Swirlie! Haha ahh usually I don't get my hands dirty but I couldn't help it! The way Ariana described it.. it was too good not to do and now.. I'm so glad I did and I'm sure you're glad I have as well.. isn't that right wedgie boy? I know how big of a crush you have on me.. I bet you've been wanting this forever haven't you? For me to call myself mommy and to call you my good boy " All this practically made Brandon melt as he heard Liz insult him and his kinks but she was right and he knew it. Liz noticed his body grow weaker at her insults, smirking as she flushed the toilet a few more times before letting go. Brandon immediately rose up to his knees and coughed loudly, trying to get the water out of his nose and ears as Liz followed him while he made his way outside still on his hands and knees but trying so desperately to escape this torment. However unfortunately Liz grabbed the back of his underwear and yanked them up causing Brandon to stumble up to his feet. Gillies getting an idea from Ariana's story, smirking as she yanked the back of his underwear before reaching to the front and yanking it up as Brandon groaned fear in the back of his mind, he looked at Liz by his side and smirked evily Liz: " Aww what's wrong? Didn't think I knew your favorite wedgie nerd? C'mon.. mommy knows what her good boy likes isn't that right nerd. I think it's time.. Squeaky Clean ! " Liz laughed as she started to pull each side back to front as Brandon just moaned. holding his crotch in pain, he couldn't believe she was into this making his heart almost skip a beat at Liz belittling him Elizabeth: " Aww so cute aren't you dork alright I need to make sure you don't escape while I set up my final wedgie so.. I got it " Liz smirked pulling his underwear up higher and dragging him while Brandon tried to walk with her, fearing he'd receive another dragging wedgie he followed her to where she was going and it wouldn't be a long walk as Liz then picked him up by his tighty-whities, Brandon amazed at her strength while Liz carried him to the trash can Brandon: " W- W- Wait! Pl- please don't! " Was all Brandon could say before she then dumped him head first into the trash while Brandon's legs kicked around in the air with no real direction. It was a park trash can so he knew it was probably sealed to the ground so he had no chance of getting free as Liz just continued to laugh, grabbing her phone she took pictures and videos of him kicking his legs before she set up her final wedgie. Brandon could hear stuff outside but he couldn't tell what was going on out there trying to also free himself however he could to avoid whatever fate laid out for him unfortunately for Brandon he wouldn't get that opportunity. Liz pulling him out of the trash can accidentally taking his pants with each tug as they were now down to his ankles, Liz laughed enjoying the sight of the nerd's butt out for only her eyes pulling him up by his shirt collar and dragged him over to a tree where there was a rope, Gillies letting go and started to get to work first taking the belt off Brandon's pants and wrapping it around his legs so he couldn't fight then she focused on his arms grabbing some rope and tying them up at last she had him unable to move, standing him up Gillies immediately went behind him and put a tennis ball in his tighty-whities, the fabric so stretched out he didn't feel her tie the rope around the extra fabric and around the tennis ball as she knew now he was stuck and everything from here was easy. Gillies smirked as she looked at Brandon grabbing from her bag the used pair of panties Liz: " Open and let me put them in your mouth or else I'll give you a frontal wedgie so hard it'll prevent you from having children " Brandon reluctantly opened his mouth and immediately without warning Liz shoved her panties into his mouth and grabbed the tape, taping his mouth shut now he was gagged and unable to make a noise besides his moans and groans Liz: " Good Boy ~ now I know you're gonna truly enjoy this wedgie slut.. cause that's all you are.. a nerdy, wedgie slut who crumbles at being called a good boy and having pretty, mean girls like me giving losers like you wedgies.. well I'm gonna make sure you see me pointing and laughing at you like the pathetic nerd that you are and you know what you'll call me after all this is done and you waddle home.. you'll call me mommy !" Liz's words were like daggers at his heart as Brandon melted from the humiliation, suddenly Gillies went behind him and had a marker in her hand and began to draw on Brandon's ass. after a few minutes she stopped, walking back in front of Brandon she now had a remote. Brandon's eyes widen begging for her not to but of course she didn't listen suddenly Brandon shot up into the air first slowly then noticing his feet leave the floor as he couldn't put his hands over his crotch, having them tied up to a different branch he couldn't even put them down as his legs furiously kicked and Brandon became red in the face with blush, being strung up and now lifted feet of the ground with no way of hitting the ground was miserable.. but Brandon couldn't even hide for a second how much he was enjoying it.. or rather the tighty-whities couldn't and Liz taking notice, laughing loudly as she had very little control over herself enjoying bullying Brandon, pointing both her finger and her phone at the dork, hanging by his underwear as Brandon moaned loudly feeling the tighty-whities sink deeper and deeper, stopping his thrashing he now stayed there silent and not moving accepting his defeat making Liz laugh even louder. after a few minutes she died down her laughter but still enjoyed the sight, smirking as she stared up at him Liz: " Aww good nerd.. who's a good little wedgie boy for mommy?~ it's you! Hahaha alright dork I gotta get going this was fun.. see you later nerd " Liz laughed as Brandon's eyes went wide, begging loudly but unfortunately for him she couldn't understand him through the gag and didn't care anyway, just taking her bag and leaving into the darkness also unable to see the camera that was live streaming the entire thing as Brandon after almost half an hour gave up, trying to settle into the wedgie, the cold wind making Brandon sway back and forth making the wedgie tighter for moments at a time as eventually Brandon fell asleep being woken up hours later by a familiar sound that of the townspeople pointing, laughing and taking videos of the wedgie nerds predicament " Wedgie Nerd? I'm a Wedgie Boy? Mommy's good boy? Wow Nice writing dork! " Brandon blushed as he had forgotten about what Liz had wrote as Brandon looked at the crowd and saw unique faces and different people all laughing at him hiding his face in his arms, eventually the crowd dispersed leaving only one, Sebastian his recent friend and before the guy who usually was his taxi driving him where he was needed as he just sighed before helping Brandon down and getting untied even helping with his clothes as Brandon hugged Sebastian and smiled Sebastian: " Go home.. get some rest.. for real and we can talk about it later.. give me your phone " Brandon complied and handed his phone to sebastian as he put his phone number in Brandon's phone and sent himself a message Sebastian: " I also turned off the live stream.. now get some rest " Brandon smiled as suddenly Sebastian gave him a kiss on the cheek causing Brandon to blush profusely and nod as he headed home thinking about the kiss, managing to get to his room wedgie free and took a nap with only one message for Sebastian on his phone " Thank you for helping me down.. I've been thinking about that kiss... please let's do it again " The End
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A random poem that came about actually as a request by a friend of mine, Roxy. She recently got her first tattoo, two stars on her wrist and she said to me that her wrist was scabby and so I replied "The stars are scabby tonight I see?" and next thing she says I should write a poem on that and that's what I did.
I showed it to my friend after each verse and this what she said to me. "To me it seems like it's about someone who has her own pains but trying her best to find beauty in negative spaces like scabby stars... beautiful underneath the scabby exterior."
I was simply writing off the top of my head, but somehow she found a deep meaning in the context. I'm actually quite pleased with how this turned out.
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You probably read the thesaurus like I do, great word choice. I love the flow in this. It feels really natural like it comes off the tip of your tongue.
Sounds like someone hurt you and this story invoked you and allowed you to release it.
Sounds like someone hurt you and this story invoked you and allowed you to release it.