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daddyhypnosis · 3 years ago

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PART 1: MYSTERIOUS AMULET

"Dude I wish I didn't have a stupid fucking roommate so I could do what I wanted around here and have you guys over but he works so early that he gets mad when we are super loud late at night ugh!" I overheard my roommate ian talking to his friends while playing some games, guess he didn't know I was home. "I will figure that all out later and talk to him" I thought to myself. But it was getting late so I decided to lay in bed and relax before I had to go to sleep that night when I heard music blasting from ian's room. I went over to ask if he could turn it down and he saw me walking to his door so he closed and locked the door and turned the music up louder. I marched back to my room annoyed and kept trying to sleep but had no luck so I called work and told them that I wouldn't be in tomorrow and that I was feeling sick and just kept trying to sleep until eventually the music stopped and I could sleep.

I woke up as I heard a knock on my door, so I got up and put clothes on to look presentable. As I walked to the peephole on the door I looked out and saw nobody, so I opened the door and looked up and down the hall but still nobody in sight. At my feet was a package with nothing written on it "Hello? I didn't order a package!" I said down the hall... But Nothing. I took the package inside and debated whether or not I should open it or not and finally decided I would open it to see if it has a letter inside or something.

I opened the package and inside was a beautifully crafted wooden jewelery box with a letter sticking out of the top. I opened the letter and read it out loud.

"I can tell you will have fun with this. Inside is a hypnosis amulet with some powers that I will not tell you yet as you need to find them for yourself. Have some fun, you deserve it. Yours truly, C"

"Who is C and why was he trying to give this to somebody? Or is this for me" I whispered to myself. I doubted that the amulet would work but I opened the box to see how well crafted it was so I put it on anyway. "Finders keepers I guess?" I chuckled to myself.

Ian came out of his room in just his boxers and burped in my face and scratched his ass as he walked to the fridge to grab some milk, then he said "morning fag, why aren't you at work today? I was supposed to have friends over later so you're gonna have to leave." I started raising my voice a little "I called off because of your music blasting and me not being able to sleep last night! I am not leaving, you should be the one leaving!"

The amulet started glowing and I was mesmerized "what is going on?" I thought to myself. Ian started walking for the door "you're right, that was inconsiderate and I will leave right now." I was shocked but managed to say "dude you're in your boxers and about to walk out the door, funny joke dude... Wait did the amulet work?!" Just as I asked myself that he opened the door and walking into the hall, but as he was about halfway down the hall I said in a stern voice "Dude come back in here! All you have to do is be considerate from now on!" The amulet started glowing again and Ian walked back inside as he said "yes sir! I will be considerate from now on and do anything you ask me sir!"

"Why are you calling me sir and acting like that?" Ian responded "because whatever you say I have to do sir! Is that not ok?" That is when I started thinking to myself "is this amulet the real deal? Is he actually under a spell or something? How do I test this?"

"Fine if you're under my control I'm gonna test it then! Take of my socks with your teeth and lick my feet! I bet you won't and I'll get through your game." But to my surprise he got down sniffed my feet, pulled my socks off with his teeth, licked my feet, and sniffed them some more. "Anything for you sir." "Um maybe you are under a spell... Wow... Um what do you actually think of me?" Nervous for his answer ian responded "I actually have always had the hots for you so I messed with you in the hopes that you'd give me more attention. Also I think that I might be gay and was planning to break up with my girlfriend this week. Let me show you how I can prove it." He lead me into his room and pulled out a bunch of toys that would be used for gay sexual activities and for his girlfriend to peg him. After that he pulled down his pants and showed that he had a butt plug in "there is a remote to it but she wouldn't use it on me because she thought it was weird" Ian said

"Wow man you're not lying huh? Hmm next question, what is your biggest fear?" I was really feeling mean after last night so I needed to get info in case this amulet has a time limit. Ian said "I really don't like heights and being humiliated in front of people" that gave me a sinister idea since I wanted to get back at him... Time to really test the power of this amulet!

I told Ian to get dressed and he drove us to an IKEA where we went in and I used my amulet on the employees that nobody would kick us out for anything and headed for a furniture section. "Take off everything but your boxers and sit in that chair and you will be fully aware that you're being embarrassed but you can't move or say a thing and I will put this here. Have fun, I'll be watching you make sure nobody does anything to hurt you or anything like that of course." I then put a sign saying "do anything you want to me!" Then I watched...

I turned on his vibrating butt plug and people started coming over and laughing at him and looking in confusion on who would make the first move. The first guy to come up and tickled him and I never knew he was so ticklish but he peed his boxers on the first guy tickling him so he was probably plenty embarrassed but after last night he deserved it in my mind! That is when I saw he had a hard on from it all!

Then a few people came up, one of them wedgied him, one Poured a cold drink on his crotch, one flipped him and spanked him, one sat on his lap and took pictures, then lastly somebody took the boxers off and I intervined and used the amulet to make everyone forget what happened, but also as I did that the humiliation made Ian have an orgasm in his underwear right before they got pulled down... "Wow you had some fun huh?"

We headed home and I told him to go sleep and that from now on I get treated like a king to him... "This power can really change my life... I am looking forward to using it!"

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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it, and let me know What you wanna see in this series! Feedback is always welcomed!

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daddyhypnosis · 3 years ago

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Third Wedgie Experience at the Park (Edited)

Credit to @jordan-0

After Austin’s last stunt, the next few days passed by without incident. He spent a lot of time hanging out at his friends’ houses, and I barely saw him in the house. A few hours after Austin let me out of the closet, a kid in the house across the street invited me to hang out, since he was also relatively new to the area. He'd just transferred to my school. His name was Ryan, and we got along pretty well. We hung out and played Xbox at his house, and we also played tennis together at the local park. He was around my height and build, with slightly less tone and a smaller frame. He had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes.

A few days after we first met, we were playing basketball at the nearby park. Ryan and I were playing a 2 on 2 game against some other guys we met at the park for an hour or so when two 20 year olds on longboards skated down the macadam path in front of the basketball court and stopped. One of them, who I later learned was named Christian, told one of the guys we were playing with that their mom wanted him home soon, before the family arrives. We had lost score, so we decided to play a quick game, first to 11 points. Near the end of the game, Ryan called out “Jordan” to me in order to get me to pass the ball to him. I passed it back to him and he shot a three-pointer, winning the game. Right after he scored, Christian asked "Wait, did he say your name is Jordan?"

"Yeah," I responded, confused.

"The Jordan who just moved here?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Austin told us all about you! He told us to take you down a notch if we ever got a chance."

"Oh, well he's angry because he thinks I lied to him and snitched on him to his mom. It's not true but he --"

"Whoa whoa whoa, dude, that's not a good way to show you're sorry!” Christian interrupted. “You’re telling people behind his back that he's lying about you? That’s a real dick move!"

"Yeah, talking shit about him because he found out you told on him? That’s low!" the other boy chimed in.

"Wait no it's not that! He just thinks I snitched on him but he's wrong! It’s not that he's lying!"

"I don't know, Ray, that doesn't sound like somebody who learned their lesson to me!" Christian said to his friend.

"Me neither! If you just hadn't started making shit up we would’ve been gone by now,” Ray said.

"You’re right, I’m sorry,” I said.

"It’s too late now, little dude,” said Ray. The two guys whispered to each other while I looked on anxiously.

"There’s no escaping it now! Get him!" Christian exclaimed.

They lunged at me. I ran in the opposite direction away from them, off the basketball court. I realized I was running towards the entrance of the park, where a road from the surrounding suburban development connects to a road leading inside the park and to a parking lot. I was running across a stretch of grass between the basketball court and the sandy volleyball field. I ran in a straight line in the direction of the entrance, and with the two of them so close behind me I didn’t have time to turn and go around the sand. I reached the sandy field and kept running across the mushy, uneven surface. Just a few feet from reaching the other side of the field, Ray tackled me, my shirtless chest crashing into the sand (I had taken my shirt off because of the heat). Christian soon caught up. While Ray’s arms were still wrapped around my waist, Christian walked in front of me and grabbed my head with both of his hands. He yanked my head down and shoved it into the sand. He pressed down on the back of my head with his body weight. I tried prying his hands off, but his hold was way too strong for me to break. He brought his knees down on either side of my head and pulled my head up out of the sand and right between his legs. He squeezed his strong, athletic thighs together to keep my head wedged in place. My cheeks, ears, and jaw were enveloped by his firm, thick thighs. I could feel his balls resting on the top of my neck.

Ray let go of my waist and sat on the back of my calves. He leaned back and put his arms down just behind him and pushed my ankles into the sand. Then he put his legs on either side of my legs, and squeezed my legs together from just above my knees. I tried to move my thighs apart or kick my feet off the ground, but they wouldn’t budge. Christian scooched closer to Ray with my head still between his thighs, making my back bend down more sharply and forcing my butt to stick up higher off the ground as my body had to bend to fit within the smaller space between the two boys. I was stuck kneeling in the sand, my knees at a 90 degree angle, my back bent forward and my head four or so inches above the ground, locked between Christian’s thighs. It was as if I were prostate before a king, but I couldn’t stand back up.

Christian grabbed the waistband of my underwear with one hand and pulled it vertically out away from my hip. I could feel air against my bare ass.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, my words somewhat garbled from my mouth being squeezed between Christian’s thighs.

"This," he said. He grabbed a fistful of sand with his free hand and threw it down into my briefs.

"Come on stop it dude!" I begged.

"Shut up," he commanded calmly. He threw a dozen or so scoops of sand down my undies before letting my waistband go. It felt really weird having a lump of sand in the back of my briefs. I was wearing a pair of black Under Armor briefs. They were nylon and spandex briefs, had a silky feel, and were fairly stiff. They could get stretched out, but unlike some readily stretchy undies, once these briefs got stretched out, they wouldn’t contract back to their original size, they would be permanently loosened.

"Hmmm... now what did Austin do to you? Oh yeah!" he exclaimed. He slid his hands underneath my shorts and put his hands on both sides of the back of my undies. He curled his fingers around the fabric from the leg holes to the waistband. Without warning, he jerked my undies towards himself forcefully. My undies only slid halfway across each ass cheek, and the pull just dug the seams into my skin. He stopped pulling and slid his hands along the sides of the seat of my undies, away from my waist. I felt his fingers faintly brush against my butt before he pulled the sides of my undies together in the middle of my ass. The seat of my undies now spread just a few inches wide. He wrapped his hands back around the leg holes and slowly started pulling up. I felt the seat of my undies sliding up my butt crack. He stretched my undies back with a steady force. As he struggled to pull back further, I felt a layer of warm sand being smooshed up and down my butt crack.

He suddenly let go of my undies, making the waistband snap back over my hip.

"That’s it?” Ray asked.

"No, my fingers just hurt. Not a problem.”

Christian took off his t-shirt and wrapped it around his hands like a glove, then grabbed the leg holes. He yanked back harshly, making a slight SNAP sound from stretching the fabric so hard. I moved my hands behind my back to pull my undies out of my butt crack, curling both hands around the center sliver of fabric and pushing back away from my back instead of up my back like he was doing. For a moment I got slight relief from the wedgie as I managed to counteract some of the force Christian was exerting on my briefs. Irritated by my resistance, he released my underwear and grabbed my right arm with both hands. He shoved my forearm under his knees and bore down on my wrist. He balanced all of his weight on his knees, painfully crushing my arm and causing me to moan out in pain. After a few seconds he pulled my arm out from under his knees. I wasn’t injured or anything, but it hurt to move my wrist or hand after he focused so much weight on such a vulnerable area. I let my arm lie limp by my side, and released my left hand from my underwear, not wanting him to hurt that arm as well.

Christian grabbed my underwear and pulled back hard, now unhindered by my efforts to stop it. The undies dug into my asshole even harder, and I felt a small lump of sand still caught in my undies literally push a little bit up my ass!! It was a very uncomfortable and unpleasant sensation. My undies started tearing further from the strong pull from Christian’s muscular arms and his body weight bearing down all on the tiny sliver of fabric crammed up my butt crack.

“Ahhh!! Ooooooh! Oh. Aaahhh.” I began to gasp out in pain those sounds that seem to be the ubiquitous cry of people getting a major wedgie. The waistband was stretched halfway up my back despite the thick, stiff material of my Under Armor briefs.

Unexpectedly, Christian spread his legs apart, freeing my head from his impressive thighs. He let go of my briefs, and the fabric bunched up together, sticking out of my shorts. I looked up and around me, and I noticed that Ryan and the two kids we were playing basketball with were nowhere to be found. My head had been so fixed between two walls of inner thigh that I could only see the sand in the center of my vision right below me, and my hearing was dulled by the pressure of his toned legs covering my ears, so that this entire time I had no idea really what was happening in the outside world beyond what Ray and Christian were doing to me.

“Jordan, check it out. You’ve got fans checking out the show!” Christian said, pointing to the side. I turned my head over my shoulder and saw four people, two guys and two girls. They just happened upon my current predicament and started to watch from 90 or so feet away. “Hi!” Christian shouted out to them in a friendly, amused tone, while waving at them.

“Hello!” followed Ray. The four of them waved back.

“Please stop,” I asked Christian meekly.

“Oh it’s not over yet, Jordan,” he said, yanking my head down again. “You’re going back in there.” With that, he shoved my head tightly between his thighs once more. I was pushed back into the same position as before, head down, butt in the air, kneeling on the sand. He grabbed the coils of undie fabric again and pulled back hard. The four of them must have come closer, because I could hear them laughing and one of them quietly gasp “Oh my god!”

Christian let one hand go and leaned forward, momentarily easing the wedgie. He took that hand and grabbed my plain, silky, dark blue basketball shorts by the side of the waist and pulled it down to my knees! My bare ass was now completely exposed! I instinctually moved my left hand back to pull my shorts up, but Ray saw my arm fumbling behind me and quickly grabbed my shorts with both hands. He heaved himself up off my legs for a second so he could slide my shorts under my knees. I felt my shorts bunched around my ankles, and with Ray sitting on my calves and squeezing my knees together, there was nothing I could do to bring my shorts back up my legs and over my ass.

From Ray’s position behind me, my ass was just a foot and a half directly in front of him! I immediately felt even more embarrassed than I already was from two guys taking complete control of my own undies. I had never been naked in front of someone before, and now I was mooning six people I don’t know!

The four of them watching started laughing wholeheartedly! The two guys laughed for a short bit, but for some reason the girls thought the sight of me being pantsed was hysterical, and kept going for like 20 seconds.

“Hoooollllyy shit,” one of the guys remarked.

“It looks like a thong!” said one of the girls.

“It’s so far up his butt I can see some of his butthole!” the other guy observed.

I could hear from the kid’s voices that they must have been just a few feet behind me. Christian started giving quick intermittent yanks on my briefs, using the momentum to try to pull my undies even further up my back. Each tug sent a spike of pain in my ass, eliciting embarrassing, uncontrollable yelps of pain. Christian continued the spurts of yanking for at least two minutes before he stopped and held my undies down loosely on my lower back. I desperately hoped that it was going to be the end of this painful wedgie.

Instead, Christian got off his knees and stood up on my shoulders. He hunched with his knees bent low so he remained close enough to my ass to keep hold of my briefs. He planting the arc of his feet against the top of my shoulders and his heel in the sand. “Now it’s gonna get *real*,” he warned. He simply let gravity pull him backwards, and kept from falling down by holding on to my undies. Ray planted my legs firmly enough on the ground to keep my body from sliding towards Christian as he leaned back with my undies. After finding that Ray could keep my body still while supporting his entire weight, my briefs steadily started digging even further and harder into my butt crack than before as Christian pulled his hands towards his chest with his strong, defined arms like he was pulling weights back on some exercise machine.

"AHHHhhhhhh!! Oooohhh!! "AAHhhh! AAAahhh!" I started crying out in pain, some sand getting in to my mouth.

He started pulling in strong, steady intervals. Every pull, I heard my underwear tearing. My eyes were heavily watering from pain as I took sharp breaths at each viscous pull, sliding my underwear deeper and deeper up my butt.

"STOP! That’s enough! Please!" I cried out, begging for mercy.

"Not quite yet..." Christian said, sounding tired.

Christian rocked forward on top of my shoulders, then pushed himself back as hard as he could. A sharp, piercing pain shot up my ass crack, and my balls got squished as the front pouch of my undies suddenly tightened and pressed against my body.

"Hhhwuuuuuuhhh" I moaned out sharply as my undies made a significant tearing sound. My body slid a bit across the sand from his weight being hauled back like he was playing tug of war.

“Yes…” Christian said, encouraged by the sound of fabric splitting apart. He leaned slowly back again. He started pulling steadily, but the wedgie kept getting stronger and stronger than it ever had before!! I was choking out a faint yell, almost breathless from pain. I heard Christian grunting and breathing heavily like he was trying to max out his bench press. He kept pulling harder than he ever had before as I felt like a wire was slicing into my butt. This intense level of pain continued for 20 or 30 seconds straight before I heard my undies ripping. I was tearing up so bad that my vision was cloudy. I heard lots of rapid, small snapping sounds as lots of tiny threads broke apart, the ripping sound kept going and going second after excruciating second until

SNAP

The intense force directed up my butt disappeared as my underwear split down the middle. Christian fell on his back into the sand. Ray backed off my legs, pulling my shorts off with him. Christian got back up and brought the now disjoined back waistband of my briefs over my head and in front of me. He waked away from me while holding the waistband, pulling the fabric under my crotch out from between the front of my body and the sand. My dick was covered by my body, since I was lying down flat on the sand. My ass, however, was now 100% totally exposed for everyone to see!

Christian stood over me and looked in my butt crack. “You guys! You gotta see this! There’s this red line running right down the middle of his butt crack! That’s like rug burn times a million!” Christian and Ray continued to gloat over the ownage they dished out. After a few moments checking out the damage done to my ass, Christian packed my shorts and nearby shirt into his backpack. Ray held onto my mangled underwear, waving them around like a prize.

“Hey Jordan, look at me,” Ray said, holding my torn briefs in front of him. He jogged across the grass around 150 feet away to a roofed structure covering cookout grills and tables. He bunched my undies into a ball and threw them up on top of the roof, where they stuck. “Now people are gonna see that and wonder why the hell a destroyed pair of underwear is on the roof! It’s like a souvenir of how you got totally shit on for being a little snitching douchebag!”

“You basically got attacked by your own underwear for five minutes straight. Maybe now you’ll finally learn your place,” Christian scolded me.

I didn’t respond. Instead, I slowly stood up, the movement spreading a fiery pain across my asshole.

“Look at him try to walk!” Ray said, pointing at me. I gingerly took short, slow, steps with my legs wide apart. The slight movement of my asshole simply from walking properly was super painful. I had to walk home, and I’d never be able to make it with a normal stride. Ray, Christian, and the four people watched me take my first few steps before cracking up from my ridiculous, slow movement forward.

“Why are you walking like that? Did you take a dick up your ass?” Ray taunted.

“That must have been some really rough anal to make a major homo like you walk like that!” Christian joked demeaningly. As I walked further away, I heard them continuing to talk about the wedgie they had just inflicted on me.

“That was fun. I even got a bit of a workout,” said Christian.

“Yeah, we got him good! He’s not gonna forget that any time soon,” said Ray.

“Why did you guys do that to him?” one of the girls asked.

“Well, he was being bitchy to us, and a few days ago he told on one of my friends to his mom. Now he’s going around saying that my friend, Austin, is lying about the whole thing. So basically he’s a loser who totally deserves whatever he has coming to him,” Christian explained.

“Oh, okay,” the girl said.

“But why did you give him a wedgie though?” the boy who isn’t Christian’s brother asked.

“Oh, well Austin randomly gave him a wedgie when he found out he snitched, so I figured I’d follow his lead and do the same,” Christian said.

They continued chatting curiously about the whole ordeal as I walked away. I had to walk almost a mile to get back to the house, hobbling awkwardly at half my normal pace. When I got back to Austin’s house, I literally laid motionless on my bed on my stomach, the fan above blowing cool air on my incredibly sore bare ass.

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