AntiCherry93

The Wedgie It’s safe to assume that ever since people have worn pants there has been the complaint of fabric packing itself into the tight space of any butt crack it could find. The annoyance of having material bunched up in the back and the shame of having to deal with it in public has plagued mankind for centuries. This unbiased felon went unnamed for many years of its undie-scrunching spree until an unknown genius gave it a name: wedgie. Once underwear started becoming increasingly available to everyone with a variety of fabrics and styles to choose from the runway was set for the wedgie to begin its true reign of terror. The almigh

Friday Night Adalynn stalked through the isles one by one until she found her mom standing at the far end of one, using a hook hanging from the ceiling to lift giant curled blue mats to the middle of a tower. Adalynn snuck behind the wall of crates behind Pam then slipped through a gap. Pam lowered another blue mat onto a high up shelf, after pulling the crane to the next mat in line she bent over the mat and jotted something down on her clipboard. Adalynn charged forward, aiming for the small area of skin showing just between the Pam's shirt and jeans. Her hands hit dead center and dug down deep. "Adalynn!" "Wedgie!" Adalynn's fist pulled