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[COMM] A Certain Stretchy Pair: Level 5 Encounter “Alright for this event we’re gonna need you to pair up! First team will be Misaka and Misaki!” A teacher called out as the students in their gym clothes stood gathered around the track. “Ah how wonderful!” Misaki exclaimed as she walked up to Misaka. “You can’t be serious..” Misaka groaned. Junko also followed behind Misaki, standing right in front of the pair and waving towards Misaka. “It’s pairs not trios, what’s with the drill-hair girl,” Misaka asked while pointing towards Junko. “She’s just here to provide..support!” Misaki explained, Junko at her side nodding. “I’m always ready to help the Queen!” Junko called out. Meanwhile the teacher finished assigned groups and switched to explaining the event, shouting out, “Okay! We’ll be doing a relay today, that means one person is the starter and one is the anchor go ahead and pick then line up!” “Huh! We need to run?” Misaki questioned while pouting. “What’s wrong,...

I Want You to Wedgie You With a Disgusted Face seeing their panties wasn't enough I ssei Goutokuji, heir to the influential Goutokuji family, was an unparalleled genius, capable of learning any skill he deemed necessary in order to accomplish his goals. Many world leaders often came to him for guidance in how to lead their respective countries. However, none of that matters for the story at hand. For, you see, Issei had instead been focusing all of his efforts on getting several different girls to show him their panties. From his own maid that served him for years, to a miko, even the goddess Anubis herself, Issei made it his quest to see the many different, colorful fabrics that women hide under their clothes . Lately, however, Issei couldn’t help but feel that merely seeing their panties wasn't enough, but he could not figure out just what else he could do to further appreciate panties. Surely merely observing them is the most he can do to worship panties? While he w...

wedgie war The wedgie journalist part 1 contest submission The sun had risen and the birds were chirping, the red bricked house was quiet and calm as the contents of its insides were barely awake, inside the house lived a family and one of the family members was moving up in the world. This was a girl named Laura, she had turned 18 a few weeks ago and last night she had got a letter that accepted her into Brendles Boarding School. Currently Laura was asleep in her room, her covers barely covered her feet or her chest by the way she had tossed and turned in the night. Some drool had made its way down her cheek as pieces of her long brown hair had managed to fuzz up or even get mixed with the drool, the sound of a buzzing alarm clock started ringing which made her groan in a frustrated fury which made her turn towards the clock and frantically slam her hand down on the bedside table to turn it off. After a few attempts she finally opened her eyes to look at her aim and then gav...