04-20-2019, 08:38 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-20-2019, 08:46 AM by Wedgiethebears.)
The second story you are looking for is something like "My Crazy Family" or something by a now retired user named "Vince"
Chapter 3. Work with Dad
It was another normal day for the Pezzino family. Everyone got ready for school and Chuck readied himself for another day at work. Today, he didn't need to wear any specific underwear, so his wife got the usual sight of an FTL waistband with a shirt tucked into it. Then he left home to the construction site he has been working at. It wasn't too far away from his house, so it took no time to get there. As he got there, he was greeted by the boss of the operation. His name was Jerry and he was about the same size as Chuck, but his cloths weren't as dirty and his bald head was covered by a hard hat. There were 8 other workers ranging from the ages of 19-45. The only similarities they have with eachother are their dirty cloths and their shirts were gone, no matter the weight.
Each were working around in different parts of the house. Because most of the basic parts of the house were done, they were working on the dry wall on the inside. Because it was so hot out, Chuck's shirt was long gone like the others. Working in the same room as him were Seth - 19, Larry - 40, and Greg - 26. Seth and Greg were in pretty good shape as Larry was short and over weight. Chuck took a look around and noticed Seth bending over with his black Corona Boxers sticking out. He was the one of the guys that helped give him the thong wedgie and it was time for some revenge. Chuck began to sneak over to the youngest boy while he was bent over.
Latching onto the boy's boxers, Chuck yanked them high into the air. Seth let out a small yelp, causing the other two look around and laugh. Shaking his head and laughing, he managed to say something. "You got me. Now let go!" Lifting him off the ground, then letting him go, Chuck decided to go back to his work. Seth adjusted himself and continued to work. At that moment, Chuck decided that his goal that day was to give the other two or more guys a wedgie.
Glancing at both men, his eyes landed on Greg's Joe Boxer Boxer Briefs waistband. With a smile, he continued his work. Waiting for the right moment, he began to linger over to Greg. Because Greg was completely oblivious, he had no idea what was to come. Slowly... Slowly... Then... BAM! Chuck had a hold of the waistband and was currently pulling up the white material out of his workmate's pants. Higher and higher, all Greg did was laugh. Doing the same to Greg as was done to Seth, he got lifted up into the air and let go of him. Leaving one target in the room.
Larry was working alone of some dry-walling near one of the doors. His sagging pants revealed a Fruit of the Loom waistband connected to a bright purple material. That was just asking for a wedgie. Sneaking over to him, his hands hovered behind the short, large man. As he bent over to grab something, Chuck took his shot. Grabbing the waistband, he yanked as hard as he could. Snapping the legholes of Larry's briefs right out of his pants and into his butt. He was lifted to his tippy toes and was making whining noises. Greg began to take pictures as the wedgie continued, then, Chuck lifted Larry off the ground and dropped him, like the others. At that moment one of the small, fat Mexican workers walked by with a bright red material sticking out of his pants. Chuck decided to grab that and yank them into the air, revealing the legholes of his bikini briefs. Flocelo, which was his name, yelped and started to ramble in Spanish. Lifting him off the ground as well, his bikini briefs ripped off and Flocelo ran off.
Going back to work, he smiled in satisfaction and continued to dry-wall. Bending over every once in a while to get something. The next time, he felt something was wrong for him. It was. Behind him was Seth, Greg, Larry and Flocelo. Larry had his hand on FTL waistband and material that was sticking out of his jeans. He hadn't pulled yet, but he was ready. "Any last words?" Greg asked with a smirk on his face.
"Do your worst, I deserve it," Chuck sighed as it happened. Feeling a change in hands, Seth had a hold of the tighty whities. He yanked them the same way Chuck did, snapping the white material into his butt. He held it there for a good ten seconds before letting go.
"Fix it everytime." Larry said, as Chuck fixed the wedgie. Next, Greg took a go and pulled on the briefs as hard as he could. It hurt Chuck like hell, but was forced to fix it. Next was Larry. "Bend over first," he said and Chuck did. At that moment, he felt the undies crush his balls once more and making him stand on his tippy toes. Fixing it one more time, it was Flocelo's turn. Grabbing the briefs, he launched them into the air. Pulling as hard as he could, he ripped them right off. Laughing, Chuck decided to leave it there until the end of the day where he had to go home and explain it to his wife.
Chapter 3. Work with Dad
It was another normal day for the Pezzino family. Everyone got ready for school and Chuck readied himself for another day at work. Today, he didn't need to wear any specific underwear, so his wife got the usual sight of an FTL waistband with a shirt tucked into it. Then he left home to the construction site he has been working at. It wasn't too far away from his house, so it took no time to get there. As he got there, he was greeted by the boss of the operation. His name was Jerry and he was about the same size as Chuck, but his cloths weren't as dirty and his bald head was covered by a hard hat. There were 8 other workers ranging from the ages of 19-45. The only similarities they have with eachother are their dirty cloths and their shirts were gone, no matter the weight.
Each were working around in different parts of the house. Because most of the basic parts of the house were done, they were working on the dry wall on the inside. Because it was so hot out, Chuck's shirt was long gone like the others. Working in the same room as him were Seth - 19, Larry - 40, and Greg - 26. Seth and Greg were in pretty good shape as Larry was short and over weight. Chuck took a look around and noticed Seth bending over with his black Corona Boxers sticking out. He was the one of the guys that helped give him the thong wedgie and it was time for some revenge. Chuck began to sneak over to the youngest boy while he was bent over.
Latching onto the boy's boxers, Chuck yanked them high into the air. Seth let out a small yelp, causing the other two look around and laugh. Shaking his head and laughing, he managed to say something. "You got me. Now let go!" Lifting him off the ground, then letting him go, Chuck decided to go back to his work. Seth adjusted himself and continued to work. At that moment, Chuck decided that his goal that day was to give the other two or more guys a wedgie.
Glancing at both men, his eyes landed on Greg's Joe Boxer Boxer Briefs waistband. With a smile, he continued his work. Waiting for the right moment, he began to linger over to Greg. Because Greg was completely oblivious, he had no idea what was to come. Slowly... Slowly... Then... BAM! Chuck had a hold of the waistband and was currently pulling up the white material out of his workmate's pants. Higher and higher, all Greg did was laugh. Doing the same to Greg as was done to Seth, he got lifted up into the air and let go of him. Leaving one target in the room.
Larry was working alone of some dry-walling near one of the doors. His sagging pants revealed a Fruit of the Loom waistband connected to a bright purple material. That was just asking for a wedgie. Sneaking over to him, his hands hovered behind the short, large man. As he bent over to grab something, Chuck took his shot. Grabbing the waistband, he yanked as hard as he could. Snapping the legholes of Larry's briefs right out of his pants and into his butt. He was lifted to his tippy toes and was making whining noises. Greg began to take pictures as the wedgie continued, then, Chuck lifted Larry off the ground and dropped him, like the others. At that moment one of the small, fat Mexican workers walked by with a bright red material sticking out of his pants. Chuck decided to grab that and yank them into the air, revealing the legholes of his bikini briefs. Flocelo, which was his name, yelped and started to ramble in Spanish. Lifting him off the ground as well, his bikini briefs ripped off and Flocelo ran off.
Going back to work, he smiled in satisfaction and continued to dry-wall. Bending over every once in a while to get something. The next time, he felt something was wrong for him. It was. Behind him was Seth, Greg, Larry and Flocelo. Larry had his hand on FTL waistband and material that was sticking out of his jeans. He hadn't pulled yet, but he was ready. "Any last words?" Greg asked with a smirk on his face.
"Do your worst, I deserve it," Chuck sighed as it happened. Feeling a change in hands, Seth had a hold of the tighty whities. He yanked them the same way Chuck did, snapping the white material into his butt. He held it there for a good ten seconds before letting go.
"Fix it everytime." Larry said, as Chuck fixed the wedgie. Next, Greg took a go and pulled on the briefs as hard as he could. It hurt Chuck like hell, but was forced to fix it. Next was Larry. "Bend over first," he said and Chuck did. At that moment, he felt the undies crush his balls once more and making him stand on his tippy toes. Fixing it one more time, it was Flocelo's turn. Grabbing the briefs, he launched them into the air. Pulling as hard as he could, he ripped them right off. Laughing, Chuck decided to leave it there until the end of the day where he had to go home and explain it to his wife.