wedgie war Gia Paige and Stella Cox Mercedes Carrera

   High over the streets of Gotham City, one of the most corrupt and dangerous cities in America, one lone figure quietly leaped over the dark rooftops as though she were a bird or some other agile creature, effortlessly hopping over alleyways and scampering over buildings. She approached the end of the line, where the buildings ended and turned into a wide street that no man could jump across, but instead of slowing down, she sped up. She ran as fast as she could in her tight leather suit, and finally dived off the edge of the building headfirst toward the street. Halfway through her insane skydive, she pulled out a cat 'o nine tails whip and lashed out at the building across the street. The whip wrapped itself around a support beam with a loud CHK! sound, and she swung to the empty sidewalk, landed gracefully, and quickly ducked into an alleyway.










    Her goggles seemed to gleam with a mad shine as she raced across the city. Her red lipstick curled into a smile, and her tongue slid out wildly as she ran. Despite everything she had done that night, Paige still panted like a tired dog. She was beginning to tire, but she couldn't stop. After all, she was being chased by the very best: The Batman.

    She gazed around the alleyway hastily, searching for a hiding place. She noticed a small grey door bearing the label SERVICE ENTRANCE that, as she stared, opened with a tiny squeaking sound. A man's thick hand came out, motioning her inside.

    "Hurry,Paige!" She heard a deep and somewhat nervous voice say as the hand retreated, opening the door even more to show off the utter darkness inside.

  Paige weighed her options: Either face Batman or go into the dark with a strange man. After a quick two seconds of thought, Paige hurried into the shadows as the door slammed shut behind her. Paige fully expected Batman to suddenly shove the door open, but nothing happened. Was it possible that Tall, Dark and Handsome had missed her? She smiled to herself; if she really had evaded the Batman, then she was an even better thief than she thought.

    "Okay, she's in. Turn the lights on," demanded the same voice from before. A chill ran down Paige's back as she remembered she was in the dark with a man... possibly more. Probably more. Oh god, there were more. Paige knew it was a good thing she had claws... or at least, clawed gloves. Fancy.

    Not that Paige was worried about facing a few street thugs, but the stories about psychotic men like the Mad Hatter and Victor Zsasz put her on her guard. She didn't want to end up as another Alice for the Hatter or as another tally mark for Zsasz. She curled her claws a few times, getting ready to fight as soon as the lights came on. If it was the Hatter, she'd knock him down before he could get one of those freaky hats on her. If it were Zsasz, she'd knock him down and then claw his eyes out. She considered taking off her yellow goggles; maybe that would help her find the light switch.









    As soon as she thought it, the lights flashed on, temporarily blinding her and putting her off-balance. She gasped as a flashbang went off in her head, and then her vision cleared, revealing that she was in a warehouse filled with sealed boxes, strange hooks hanging from the ceiling, and quite a few men dressed up in clown masks. A chill went down Paige's spine when she saw the Joker's demented face grinning at her from every wall, and knew only one person who could have pictures of that mad-

    "Hello Kitty!" squealed a shrill voice. Paige groaned, slumping her shoulders in annoyance as a smiling face underneath two big, blonde pigtails came into view over a red-and-black suit. Paige crossed her arms.

    "Stella," she greeted the former psychiatrist-turned-homicidal maniac as the latter instructed the thugs to leave Paige and her alone, "What do you want?"

    "I can't just hang out with my favourite kitty cat ever?" Stella te replied incredulously as the men left, "I thought we were friends, Selina... y'know, until you abandoned Ivy and me in Arkham with the Bat..."

    "But you escaped!" Paige argued, "Think about it, Stella. That escape would have been impossible if I hadn't helped you. You and Ivy both have me to thank for it."

    Stella thought for a moment and then shrugged, "Nah. You left us for dead, mmkay? Just wait here, Ivy'll be along in a minute... and then it's playtime!"

    "You're as crazy as that psychotic boyfriend of yours," Paige noted, "By the way, wearing mascara doesn't cover up that black eye."

    Stella's hand instinctively went to her eye and rubbed it, and then she seemed to notice what she was doing and put her hand down, "Y-you shut up! Mr. J loves me! He... he just didn't want me around tonight to ruin his plans for Batman, that's all!"

    "Uh-huh," Paige sarcastically nodded, "Whatever you say, Stella. Don't you think it's funny how he never wants you around?"

    "S-shut up!" Stella seemed at a loss for words as Paige smiled, finally getting to her foe, "Ivy's still coming! You don't have to be awake when she gets here!"

    Paige's eyes widened as Stella threw herself at the black-clad figure and ended up slamming into Paige's middle, knocking them both to the ground. Paige used her opponent's momentum to perform a backwards somersault and rolled to her feet, leaving Stella on the floor. Stella climbed to her feet while Paige brushed herself off.

    "I'd hate to come between you and Ivy's... group therapy," Paige said, "I'll just show myself out now. Tell Pamela I said hi!"

    "You ain't going nowhere, Cat!" Stella shrieked, pulling one of her duel pistols from her belt and aiming it at Paige, "Nowhere except down!"

    Paige made a show of yawning widely as she lazily lashed out with her whip, wrapping it around Stella's gun and yanking it from its owner's hand. Stella yelped as her gun was tore away from her, and reached for her other one. Paige raised an eyebrow behind her goggles, and pulled Stella's other gun from her with the same trick. Stella let out a cry of anger and lunged at Paige with a high kick, catching the thief off-guard and landing her foot on Selina's chin. Paige let out a gasp of pain as she was knocked off-balance, and then swiped blindly with one of her claws. Stella managed to grab Paige's wrist mid-swipe, and pulled the clawed glove from Paige's hand.

    Paige's vision cleared to see Stella pulling her glove onto her hand, and then Stella smiled as she wiggled her fingers in the claw.

    "Sorry, kitty," Stella said, scratching at the air, "Just evening the odds, is all."

    "Says the girl with the giant hammer," Paige sighed as she pounced at Stella with her remaining claw, "Although, that was more of a gag from a prank shop if anything."

    "Pistols work better than hammers," Stella replied as she rolled under Paige's attack and took a swipe at the Cat, managing to get her back and making Paige cry out in pain. The claws barely nicked her, but they managed to tear into the back of her black leather suit, leaving wide openings to her bare skin.

    "This was custom-made!" Paige whined, lashing out with a kick at Stella and knocking her down. Seizing her chance, Paige leaped through the air and landed on top of Stella, pinning the deranged harlequin on her back on the floor. As Stella struggled to get out from under her, Paige laughed, "You couldn't even beat that Robin Hood wannabe in Starling City! What makes you think you can beat me?"

    To her puzzlement, Stella stopped struggling and chuckled, "Do ya have wardrobe malfunctions often?"

    Paige stared at Stella's joking face in astonishment, and looked down to see that the zipper of her leather suit was undone, exposing her dark blue bra underneath as well as most of her stomach. Paige internally cursed; she had often left the zipper on her outfit slightly undone to seduce information out of any male, but for the most part it had stayed in place. Then again, wardrobe malfunctions still happened sometimes. Paige suddenly felt very revealed. Stella took advantage of the distraction and made an attempt to push Paige off her, but Paige reacted quickly and managed to keep Stella on the floor, but Stella's left arm managed to get off the ground while Paige focused on keeping Stella's clawed hand on the floor.

    From there, Stella's fingers caressed Paige's back, confusing the latter. Paige thought Stella was trying to grope her as Stella's hand moved down, and she gasped as Stella's cold hand found one of the rips in Paige's suit, finding its way inside and curling its fingers around the waistband of Selina's panties. Paige let out a high-pitched yelp as Stella tugged, yanking Paige's underwear up between her rear cheeks in a massive wedgie. Her yelp turned into an uncharacteristic squeal as Stella pulled with surprising strength, tugging her underwear halfway up her back.

    "Stella, what are you doing?!"

    "Come on, Selina!" Stella protested, "Wearing a tight leather suit like that was practically begging for a wedgie!"

    Paige's face twisted in pain as her underwear was pulled further up her back, finally appearing over her shoulder as Stella gave a final tug and held it there. Paige moaned as her panties slid up uncomfortably, quietly infiltrating her personal, private places as Paige stared into Stella's grinning face.

    "Ooh, are these actually Hello Kitty undies?" Stella gushed, trying to peer over Paige's shoulder at the white panties she clenched in her hand, "No? Just rainbow polka dots? What a shame... you had the opportunity and you blew it..."

    "S-shut up, Stella!" Paige fumed, "Let go of my undies!"

    "No way!" Stella giggled, "These are just adorable! I'm gonna rip 'em."

    "Don't you dare!"

    Paige rolled to the side to get off of Stella, who managed to hold onto Paige's panties for another few seconds before letting go, causing them to snap against Paige's butt, making the embarrassed thief gasp at the slapping feeling and drawing a laugh from an amused Stella Cox. Paige glared at the insane vixen as she tried to fix her wedgie, but quickly found that it would be nearly impossible in her tight outfit. Stella laughed even harder at Paige's predicament, causing Paige to forget about her discomfort.

    "Alright," Paige said briskly, causing Stella's laughter to falter, "Your turn."

    Stella quickly realized that Paige was serious, and turned to run from the Cat's vengeful rage. Stella thought she'd be safe because her costume wasn't a big one-piece like Paige's; hers was a red-and-black shirt over matching red-and-black pants, which were secured with an oversized belt. Stella assumed that the belt would keep her underwear safe from Paige, but then she felt Paige's claws slice the air behind her.

    "Hah! Ya missed me!" Stella mocked Paige, taking a moment to turn around, put her hands to her ears, and stick her tongue out in a grade school taunt. To her puzzlement, Paige beamed at her.

    "Did I?"

    Stella felt cold fear when she heard a small clank at her feet. Knowing what had happened, she looked down to see that her belt was on the floor, the clanking sound coming from her belt buckle. Paige had sliced it off with her claw. Stella looked back up at Paige, who seemed to be savoring the moment, and gulped. Before she could blink, Paige had pounced. Stella blushed as she realized that her pants were suddenly around her ankles, and Paige was staring at her exposed panties.

    "Really? Hearts?" Paige said in annoyance as she gazed at Stella's red panties, decorated with small white hearts and white frilly trim on the waistband and legholes. Stella bent down to try and pull her pants up, but Paige pulled a bolas from her belt and threw it at Stella. The bolas wrapped itself around Stella's legs, trapping her pants around her ankles and throwing Stella off-balance, making the dazed blonde fall facefirst onto the floor. Paige casually strolled over to Stella, who was trying to get up without the use of her legs, and sat on her back, pinning Stella to the floor again.

    "Selina, please don't..." Stella begged.

    "Hmm, maybe it is a little mean..." Paige thought aloud.

    "Yes, it is...! Please don't!"

    "But I am a mean cat!" Paige finished with a wild glint in her eyes as she grabbed the back of Stella's panties. Stella gasped; Selina wasn't even grabbing the waistband, she was grabbing the fabric. As Paige's hands tightened, Stella felt the beginnings of the worst wedgie she had ever received. Paige paused, making it the calm before the storm, and then yanked upwards with sheer power. Stella squealed as her underwear slid between her round buttcheeks, and even managed to push through her front lips. Paige was showing her opponent no mercy, stretching them further and further. Stella reached behind her with her hands, trying to stop Paige, but it took another bolas to tie Stella's hands behind her in makeshift handcuffs.

    With Stella now tied up, Paige got off her and tried pulling Stella's panties over her head. Stella screamed in a shrill, high-pitched tone that Paige could easily ignore with her ears covered by her costume. Stella's stretching undies were beginning to rip, but it didn't help Stella at all.

    "P-please! Selina! S-stop! Pleeeease!!"

    Her pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears as Paige tugged further and further, managing to pull Stella's pigtails through the legholes. Paige covered Stella's eyes with her own underwear and then let go. Stella wiggled and shook her head from side to side in an attempt to escape her humiliating predicament, but nothing worked. She couldn't break the durable bola cables around her arms or legs, and she felt a breeze on her exposed legs and behind.

    Paige backed up, gazing at her work, and snickered, "You look adorable, Stella."

    "Shut up! S-stop laughing!"

    Paige let out an exaggerated, mocking laugh to further taunt Stella, the sound echoing off the walls of the warehouse. She didn't hear the metal door open and close behind her.

    Suddenly, there was a slight tug at her polka-dotted panties, which were still sticking out from the rip in her costume. Paige yelped, and turned to look over her shoulder. Standing behind her was Poison Ivy, an amused expression on her face. Ivy's hand was raised, controlling a plant vine that had quietly slipped between the legholes of Paige's exposed underwear. Paige's heart sank as she realized the trouble she was now in.

    "Hello, Selina," Ivy greeted. Her hand turned into a fist, and the vine obeyed her, going tight around Paige's panties. Ivy turned, and began walking through the door, "Why don't you and I go outside for a little chat?"

    Paige whimpered as the vine lifted her off her feet into the air, and slowly carried her out the door after Ivy.

    "Wait! Ivy! Help me!" Stella shouted as the door clanged shut, "Ivyyyyyy!!"











    Batman glared as he stared down at the streets of Gotham City. His streets, which had once been infested with the lowest scum that crime could breed, were beginning to finally clean. There was still the matter of the escaped inmates from Arkham Asylum, which included Jonathan Crane A.K.A. the Scarecrow, Pamela Isley A.K.A. Poison Ivy, Harleen Quinzel A.K.A. Stella Cox, and him. The Joker.

    Batman had a possible lead on where the Joker had gone, and was about to go search for him, but there came a noise to his left. Batman turned quickly, batarang in hand, and found himself staring at Selina Kyle A.K.A. the Paige, hanging from a plant vine by her panties. It took a lot to surprise the Dark Knight, but this was one of those surprises. Paige folded her arms and pursed her lips at Batman.

    "Well? Are you going to get me down or not?"