[COMM] A Certain Stretchy Pair: Level 5 Encounter

[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, physical activities not your strong suit?” Misaka shot back with a smug expression on her face.

“Hmm..Junko, grab Misaka and follow me for a second,” Misaki ordered as she darted towards a nearby shed.

Junko immediately obeyed, scooping Misaka off her feet and following behind Misaki, ignoring the smaller girl’s complaints and struggling as the three made their way into the shed.

“Why are we here,” An already losing her patience Misaka questioned as Junko plopped her back down onto her feet.

“I suppose we’re searching for a baton,” Misaki stated as she sat on a nearby crate and slumped down.

“You just don’t want to run!” Misaka exclaimed.

“Oh? Now how did you come to that conclusion..” Misaki shot back with a smirk.

“Fine I’ll just go back on my own!” Misaka shouted as she turned around and began stomping towards the exit.

“And run a relay all by yourself?” Misaki asked with a slight chuckle.

Misaka let out a low grumble before swinging back around, Misaki now sitting comfortably on a seat made of crates that Junko had put together for her.

“..Seriously we’re in a shed, are you making a throne for yourself?” Misaka said as she watched the two shift around even more stuff.

“Misaka making the most out of what you have is a skill you’ll need to learn as well,” Misaki stated as she stood out of her seat and turned around to adjust the crate throne.


While doing so an annoyed Misaka who continued staring down at her noticed that Misaki’s shorts were dragging down ever so slightly, spotting a few white frills poking out of the top of the waistband.

“I feel like introducing Misaki to wedgies might be the worst idea I’ve ever had, but on the other hand..” Misaka thought to herself as she creeped up to the bent over girl and slowly lowered her hands towards the top of her shorts.

Misaka’s hands hovered just a few inches above the waistband now when Misaki suddenly moved and realized that Misaka was standing right behind her speaking out, “Did you need something? Don’t you have a one man relay to run?”

At that insult Misaka only responded, “All right screw it,” before plunging her hands into Misaki’s shorts and gripping the waistband she felt beneath.

Misaki quickly shot straight up, surprised by the sudden invasion of her shorts and turned her head back only to see a smiling Misaka gripping the waistband of her frilly white underwear.

“How..direct!” Misaki stated, a slight quiver in her voice as she tried hiding her embarrassment.

“Oh I’m just getting started, wedgie!” Misaka responded as her smirk widened and she tightened her grip on Misaki’s underwear before yanking them straight up, stretching the pair up to her mid back from the first pull.

Misaki squeaked as her underwear was suddenly pulled up her butt clenching her fists and stumbling slightly forward.

“Oh my! Th-those are..mature,” Junko said with a large blush on her face as she stared at Misaki’s underwear which was now on display.

Even Misaka froze in reaction to the pair being unveiled, thinking to herself “Even Kuroko doesn’t wear pairs like this!” as she stared at the quite revealing underwear, a pair of string panties with ties on the side, surrounded by lace.

“Are you done staring?” Misaki asked a still blushed Junko who only covered her eyes in response.

Misaka also snapped out of it, shaking her head before giving another yank to Misaki’s panties, without any material on the sides the pair slid up her butt quite easily as Misaka pulled, stretching the pair further up Misaki’s back.

Misaki let out an annoyed sigh and reached for her bag, still planted on her makeshift throne, leaning forward and grunting from the wedgie that Misaka continued to make worse until she finally snatched the bag and pulled out a remote control from inside.

“Next time just try running the race,” Misaka exclaimed as she gave another hard yank upwards, the thin pair not exactly prime for being stretched so far let out a few pops as the material expanded beyond its limits, the panties now uncomfortably far up Misaki’s butt as she tapped a button on her remote causing a spark to burst in front of Misaka’s face.

“You already know your Mental Out doesn’t work on me!” Misaka shouted as she held Misaki’s panties in place, stretched all the way up her back and nearly to her neck.

A half second later however, Misaka suddenly felt her feet leave the ground and a pain in her butt begin to burn as she was lifted up by her panties, quickly swinging her head back she saw Junko, a familiar glimmer in her eyes as she wordlessly stretched Misaka’s panties high into the air.

“It..doesn’t have to!” Misaki shouted back, trying to regain her composure as she turned around and began shoving her stretched out panties back into her shorts.

Junko effortlessly lifted Misaka high into the air, lifting her arms as high as they would go and leaving Misaka dangling there, her light green underwear with a small frog emblazoned on the front end now clearly visible as the pair stretched massively in just a few tugs.

“Junko may not be level 5 like us, but she’s certainly the most physically superior,” Misaki bragged at the capability of her underling and she finished adjusting her panties before stepping closer to Misaka.

“T-touch my panties and I’ll blast the whole building away!” A blushing Misaka stammered out.

“Oh? But what has Junko done to you? Isn’t she more of a victim here,” Misaki spoke with a growing smile on her face as she reached for the front end of Misaka’s waistband, already exposed by Junko’s massive wedgie.

Taking a slight grasp of the waistband, Misaki pulled it slightly towards herself and inspected the pair smirking as she stated, “These are cute..what’s this guy's name? Froggy?”

“It’s..Gekota!” A deeply blushing Misaka shouted back.

“I think I prefer Froggy,” Misaki responded with a smile as she tightened her grip on the front of Misaka’s panties before yanking them upwards, Misaka immediately letting out a squeal and shooting her hands down to grip at her crotch.

Misaki’s smile grew wider as she grabbed the waistband with her other hand as well pulling Misaka’s light green underwear up to her chest and giggling as she watched the blushed girl kick her feet around as she was given a wedgie from both sides.

The stretched out panties continued to rise as both girls raised their hands up causing Misaka’s legs to gain even more distance from the ground as her underwear extended upwards, the tiny Gekota imprint on the front end deforming as the fabric stretched out further and further.

Finally after a few seconds of stretching, Misaka grit her teeth and plunged her hands downwards, grabbing at the front end of Misaki’s shorts with both hands and immediately pulling upwards.

Misaki yelped and tried pulling back, but Misaka’s grip on her was too strong, having nabbed both the shorts and the panties she hauled both of them upwards giving Misaki a devastating frontal wedgie.

Releasing one hand’s grip and using the other to pull the shorts forward Misaka nabbed just the white pair of panties this time and pulled them alone upwards, quickly snapping the shorts back by releasing the grip with her other hand and using both to yank the revealing pair even higher.

Misaka couldn’t help but blush at the mature pair, her own green Gekota panties still on display as she forced Misaki’s own white string panties out of her shorts, a tiny white ribbon stuck onto the front of the side-tie pair.

“Even when it comes to getting a wedgie it seems like my appearance is better,” Misaki spoke with a forced smile on her blushing face as she twitched slightly from her growing frontal wedgie, trying not to break composure.

“Only you could be smug about getting a wedgie!” Misaka shouted as she ripped the pair up even higher, another series of popping noises echoing throughout the shed as the thin lacy panties threatened to break yet again.

“You’re the one hanging by your Froggy panties!” Misaki yelled back as she whipped her arm back and smashed a button on the remote placed behind her.

“It’s not Froggy it’s Geko-TA” Misaka started to correct her before suddenly feeling her wedgie grow ten times worse, quickly turning her head back as she saw Junko with her veins bulging stretching her panties even higher up.

Junko gave another pull with incredible strength that stretched Misaka’s panties up high and dragged her further up into the air, barely capable of keeping her grip on the front of Misaki’s waistband, and that too quickly broken as Junko pulled a third time and nearly dragged Misaka’s panties up to the ceiling.

“Hnng! Junko I didn’t want to have to shock you but!” Misaka groaned before starting to complain only to feel her panties quickly get dragged forward and easily pulled over the top of her head and down her entire face before being snapped onto her chin and released.

Dropping down to the floor a blinded Misaka stumbled around prepared to shock as she pulled at the waistband snapped under her chin, hearing the door to the shed open she quickly ran expecting Misaki to have attempted to escape only to immediately hear the door close behind her.

Blushing a deeper unseen red as her green panties still hid her face as she realized she was outside in an atomic wedgie Misaka dashed off in an unknown direction.

“Hmm..that certainly was interesting!” Misaki stated as she once again readjusted her panties, picking out her wedgie before stuffing the white nearly broken pair back into her shorts, after doing so fiddling with her remote for a few seconds before the glint in Junko’s eyes finally disappeared.

“Huh? Where did Misaka go? She was here just a second ago,” a confused Junko questioned as she inspected the shed, now only occupied by her and Misaki.

“Not being very attentive today are we,” Misaki spoke back.

“Wh-No! I swear she just vanished. I was looking very carefully!” Junko shouted out.

“Oh I don’t know, it seems quite a bit happened while you weren’t paying any attention,” Misaki spoke and continued staring at Junko with her arms crossed.

“I carried her in here just like you said, we set up your seat and then..umm I can’t remember..” Junko admitted.

Misaki sighed before strolling over towards Junko and spoke, “I’m sorry to say but there will have to be a bit of a punishment for this,” before sticking two of her fingers in the waistband of Junko’s shorts and pulling forward, staring down at the girl’s underwear.

“Q-Queen?!” Junko called out as her face turned a deep red and she quickly shot her hands up to cover her mouth as Misaki stared down at her underwear.

“..Froggy,” Misaki stated as she released the waistband snapping it back against Junko’s skin.

“He’s..called Gekota,” a stilling blushing Junko explained.

Misaki glanced at Junko and raised an eyebrow at her.

“But you can call him Froggy if you’d like!” She quickly added.

“Okay, time for the punishment! You didn’t think that would be it right?” Misaki questioned.

“I..whatever it is Queen!” Junko boldly stated.

“Reach down the back of your shorts and give yourself a wedgie,” Misaki ordered.

“A..what?” Junko questioned back with a confused look on her face.

“Just grab the waistband of your panties and pull them right up your butt as high as they’ll go,” Misaki explained.

Junko stared down at the ground and stammered her face growing increasingly red and she slowly lifted her arms before reaching behind herself and sliding them down the inside of her shorts, whimpering slightly as she gripped at the waistband of her own panties and slowly began to raise them up.

“A bit quicker,” Misaki ordered with a smile as she continued observing.

Junko opened her mouth as if to speak but quickly shut it and gave a short nod before yanking the panties up her own butt, cringing immediately at the feeling as her white panties, decorated with a variety of Gekotas in different poses throughout were exposed to Misaki.

Continuing to pull upwards as Queen gave no indication to to stop, Junko quickly pulled the pair high up her back the panties having stretched up high enough that the front end of the waistband began riding up as well, poking out from beneath Junko’s gym shorts as she continued to wedgie herself.

Misaki smiled at her and stepped a bit closer, moving her fingers towards the front of Junko’s shorts and grabbed at the slight bit of the panties that now stuck out from it, immediately raising them a few inches and pulling the panties up.

Junko’s eyes widened as she watched Misaki slowly increase the strength of her frontal wedgie, even more Gekotas revealed on the front of her panties as Junko’s entire face burned a bright red and she tried to look away from the scene.

However just looking away didn’t remove the painful and even more than that embarrassing feeling of her double wedgie as she was ordered to continue raising the back of her panties up higher while Misaki raised the front end up to her chest.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Misaki decided as she released the front edge of the waistband, Junko immediately releasing the back end as both sides of her underwear snapped harshly back in place and she quickly shot her hands down the back of her shorts and attempted to fix the wedgie.

“Ahem,” Misaki coughed out.

“Oh!” Junko quickly realized she was being inappropriate, removing her hands from her shorts and staring straight down at the ground.

Misaki wagged a finger in Junko’s point of view and guided her gaze upwards straight at her before motioning her to walk closer until she was right in front of Misaki who proceeded to grab the front end of her shorts and pulling them forwards, Junko glanced down the shorts and gawked at Misaki's white frilled pair of panties for a moment before Misaki released her grip on the waistband and it snapped back in place saying, “Just a bit of a reward for following my instructions so well,” before making her way out of the shed.

“I-Umm I..Queen..” Junko continued stammering, practically glowing red as she stood there for a few seconds before realizing she was alone.


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A few days later Misaki was on a stroll through the park, the usual group surrounding her, when she spotted something a bit interesting, smirking and immediately taking the remote control out of her bag as an idea quickly came to her.

“But my question is just, why frogs? Why not something cute like a kitten or a little bear?” Kuroko questioned.

“Frogs can be cute too!” Misaka shot back at her.

“Uiharu wears those kinds of pairs too, but she has cute patterns, not frogs,” Saten stated.

“Frogs are just slimy and gross!” Uiharu exclaimed.

“They are not gross!” Misaka shouted.

“Onee-sama, if they’re going on your underwear you could at least pick a more attractive thing to be obsessed with,” Kuroko stated.

“It’s not an obsession, and my underwear has nothing to do with you!” Misaka exclaimed as she pointed at Kuroko.

The four girls were currently sitting in what seemed to be a mostly abandoned park, all of them plopped onto a bench with their backs to a strange statue of what appeared to be a sea anemone, they had guessed it was there in recognition of some kind of marine biology research, but even so the odd decoration seemed to have made this spot less than desirable.

The girls chatted happily for a while, moving on from the topic of Misaka’s peculiar choice in underwear to a variety of other subjects until suddenly Uiharu, Saten, and Kuroko all stood straight up at once.

“Huh..what?” Misaka asked, glancing around to see if they were reacting to anything she hadn’t noticed but saw nothing around.

Standing up herself Misaka continued looking but still found nothing asking again, “Seriously what is it?”

Suddenly the other three girls closed in around Misaka and grabbed at her before shoving their hands down her skirt and shorts, gripping the panties beneath tightly.

“I am NOT getting another wedgie, I’ll!” Misaka started to speak and charge up electricity which sparked around her before catching a glimpse of the three girls’ eyes, a certain glint had appeared in all of them.

“M-Misaki!!” Misaka shouted out loudly as the three mind controlled girls proceeded to shoot their arms upward in unison, Misaka’s panties stretching out from all around her as she received a wedgie from three people all at once.

The strength of three people was easily enough to lift Misaka in the air, her panties stretching out in every direction around her as the three tugged and bounced the underwear in unison, the pair which had been pristine a few seconds ago now massively stretched out from all sides.

Misaka groaned as yet another pair of Gekota underwear was destroyed, this time a plain white pair with the green mascot poking out along the edges at various spots, almost used to getting massive wedgies at this point she was at least glad that no one else seemed to be around still.

Incapable of doing much other than hang limply as her all around wedgie continued to extend and the trio of mind controlled girls continued to bounce her repeatedly as the wedgie dug into her from every angle, a blushing Misaka simply took the punishment until the girls seemed to grow tired and changed actions, dragging her towards the statue and lifting her high up in the air before wrapping her waistband around one of the many prongs of the creature leaving her suspended in mid air by her panties yet again.

Once they had completed that Misaki quickly stepped out from behind a tree and approached the four with a smirk on her face calling up to the wedgied girl, “Oh my Misaka, it seems this happens quite often to you doesn’t it!”

With another tap of her remote the three who stood motionless below Misaka suddenly all reached behind themselves and pushed their hands underneath their skirts, each of them dragging out their panties and giving themselves large wedgies.

“At least your friends seem to have better taste in underwear than you,” Misaki observed as she giddily watched all of the girls pull their own panties high into the air, Kuroko wearing a thin teal thong, Uiharu a pair of blue and whited striped panties, and Saten a black pair with thin white stripes running throughout.

Once they had all done so Misaki gave a few more taps to her remote and watched as the girls proceeded to make their wedgies even worse.

Kuroko quickly vanished into thin air and appeared right next to Misaka, falling for a split second before her stretched out thong was caught on another extremity of the statue leaving her suspended as well.

Uiharu turned her back towards Saten and leaned forward as the taller girl grabbed her underwear and pulled her into the air, stepping up onto the bench and lifting her arms up high Saten snapped the waistband of Uiharu’s panties over the statue as well before releasing.

Finally Saten proceeded to climb atop the statue sitting on another one of it’s limbs before sliding herself forward until she finally fell only to be stopped by the waistband of her panties as all four of the girls now ended up in hanging wedgies.

Misaki clapped and giggled before making her way towards the four wedgied girls, standing just beneath them as she raised her arms upwards and nabbed each of their skirts, yanking them all down as they fluttered to the ground beneath.

“You..wear shorts under your skirt?” Misaki questioned as she glanced upwards at Misaka, the only one who had anything save for underwear covering her lower half now.

Misaka blushed and turned away from Misaki as she explained, “It’s useful. See how it’s useful right this moment”.

Misaki shrugged and tapped her remote yet again, Saten and Kuroko who still hung limply by Misaka’s side raised their arms upwards and quickly yanked Misaka’s shorts down, causing the pair to slide down her legs and rest atop her ankles.

“And that’s all it takes!” Misaki excitedly called out as she tapped her remote one last time, all three girls suddenly being released from her control and finding themselves skirtless in hanging wedgies.

“Wh-what happened!” Uihara shouted out.

“Seriously..another wedgie!” Saten groaned.

“Onee-Sama, I knew you were wearing those frog panties again!” Kuroko exclaimed as she pointed towards Misaka’s stretched out underwear.

“Ahh! Our skirts!?” Uiharu shouted again as she realized how uncovered she was, quickly trying to push her shirt downwards to cover herself.

The other three girls blushed brightly and copied Uiharu’s actions, trying to hide their lower halves, currently well exposed by their wedgies as they hung in the public park, Misaki below them laughing loudly.

“I knew it was a bad idea!” Misaka thought to herself as she simultaneously yanked the sides of her shirt down and kicked her legs around in a futile attempt to free herself from the hanging wedgie, watching as Misaki gave them one last smile before turning around and beginning to walk away.

“But we already started it so I’m not letting you get away that easy!” Misaka thought again as slight arcs of electricity trailed off from her fingers into the pocket of the shorts that still were around her ankles, a token floating up from them and landing in her hands.

Misaka placed the token on top of her  thumb as she aimed towards Misaki and flicked the token outwards, soaring towards the blonde girl Misaka pointed her finger at the gliding coin and controlled it’s path with her electromagnetism until it found its mark, sliding right down the back of Misaki’s skirt.

Misaki immediately felt the coin slide beneath her skirt and press its way under her panties, shooting one hand to her butt and quickly realizing what exactly had happened, staring back at Misaka, who despite the fact that she was currently pantsed and hanging by her Froggy underwear, was smirking back at her.

The coin quickly twisted under Misaka’s influence, wrapping itself in Misaki’s underwear before launching back in the direction it came from, dragging Misaki against the floor as another pair of white string panties, albeit this time lacking some of the lace, flew out of her skirt and pulled her towards Misaka.

Misaki clawed at the ground as her sturdier white underwear refused to break and continued sending her straight towards Misaka, the coin tightly wrapped up in Misaki’s panties as it reached the base of the statue before floating upwards carrying the blonde girl with it.

As she floated slowly upwards, passing by Misaka who smiled at her and spoke, “If it was your same lace pair from last time they probably would have ripped to shreds by now”.

Floating above the other girls before suddenly jutting backwards and then falling for a split second before her own panties were caught on one of the many limbs of the statue leaving her hanging limply until suddenly the other girls hands shot upwards and grabbed her skirt, yanking it down and pulling it off her entirely.

“Welcome to the club Misaki!” Misaka stated with a large smile as the blonde girl huffed and looked away from the other four.

“Kuroko..you can definitely just get us down right?” Saten pointed out as the now five all hung together from the statue.

“Oh well you know..pain of the wedgie and all, hard to concentrate..” Kuroko explained with her gaze fixed fully on Misaka who hung right next to her.

“You..don’t you ever learn!” Misaka shouted as the girls all started screaming out that the statue would conduct any blasts, leaving them hanging until Kuroko got tired of her view, something that was not likely to be any time soon.