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Stitch panted softly, trying to regain his breath as he started at his adversary, the insurmountable 627, created by his own father to outdo him. Time and time again, Stitch had attempted to gain the upper hand on 627, but he was either too fast, too strong, or simply too unpredictable, making this an unbelievably one-sided fight. The large blue alien's eyes widened as he saw the similarly sized alien rushed towards him, claws out and ready to turn him into stitchkeba! 627 swiped at Stitch, but thankfully, the koala-like alien was able to dodge just before 627's claws could connect, or so he thought. Stitch smiled proudly, feeling quite satisfied that he had been able to dodge an attack from such a superior foe...before suddenly, he felt his shorts drop to his feet now exposing his caramel brown underwear covered in various colorful seashells. The bulky alien yelped in surprise as he shyly attempted to cover up his rather embarrassing underwear, his usual blue furry face now tainted with a shade of red. Stitch glanced at his opponent and was rather surprised to see that 627 wasn't attempting to attack him anymore. He was currently too busy laughing about Stitch's clothing malfunction. Stitch's ears perked up seeing that, as he remembered Jumba telling him about how, seeing as he had given 627 extra of everything, he might have accidentally given him an extra large sense of humor Stitch looked around trying to find something potentially amusing, but came out short...until he glanced at his own underwear, he groaned at the simple thought of doing something so embarrassing...but it was for the good of his cousins! After taking a deep breath in order to prepare himself for the incoming self-inflicted humiliation, Stitch tightly gripped his own waistband, feeling his cheeks grow a deeper shade of red before he hauled it upwards as high as he could. The hunky alien let out a yelp of surprise, having taken himself by surprised with how deep he had dug his own underwear up his decently sized rump, much to the amusement of 627 who began once more having a laughing fit. Seeing as his plan was working, Stitch soldiered on, switching his grip to his leg holes before he yet again yanked as hard as he could, giving himself absolute no mercy. Deep pants and groans escaped him as each powerful yank made his own briefs dig further into his ass, so much so that he swore he could taste cotton in the back of his throat, as he glanced at 627, the alien seemed ecstatic as if waiting for something big to happen. Stitch looked puzzled at first, but one glance upwards, let him see just what the red alien was waiting for, Stitch had managed to yank his own briefs all the way up above his own head. He shyly sighed and to 627's joy, the hunky alien pulled his waistband down to his face and tightly hooked it underneath his chin, his knees finally giving up on him as he fell face down and rear up. With the wedgie completed and his wedgied ass on full display, 627 entered another laughing fit, till eventually, the alien exhausted himself and passed out. Stitch groaned softly underneath his wall of cotton, not quite sure if he should feel pride or further humiliation for this victory, but one thing was for sure, Jumba's ass was definitely going to get it.

Tom Nook wasn't quite pleased that after two weeks of being on his island, you still hadn't paid off your first loan. So, he made sure to put you to work! by hooking your briefs to the flagpole and hoisting you up as his new flag! He promised ya that after a day or two as his personal flag and you'll be loan free~ ----- As Blathers awaited to see your new donations, you accidentally dropped a fossil. As you bent down to pick it up, the owl got a peak at your dinosaurs printed underwear. In an instant, the owl harshly yanked them up your rear, resulting in quite the adorable squeal coming out of you. Soon, the owl began happily blathering about all the various facts he knew about all the dinosaurs printed on your underwear. It looks like you'd be in that wedgie for a while. ----- You felt quite proud of yourself for resetting after having accidentally messing up a part of your island...however as you are now forced to smell your own rear due to your tighty-whities being hooked tightly underneath your chin, laid down over Resetti's lap as harsh spank after harsh rained down on your already red rear as he chewed you off for resetting...made you wanna think twice before ever attempting it again ---- You sighed contently as you were peacefully fishing with C.J. He had happily shown you the basics, but you still had a hard time with throwing your lure however, shown as when you accidentally hooked the hook to your briefs and gave yourself quite the massive wedgie, much to the amusement of the mischievous beaver who began reeling in your briefs, making them dig ever so deeper into your rear, as he teasingfully called you his catch of the day. ---- After throwing a can on the ground, feeling a bit too lazy to throw it away in the recycle bin, you were quickly halted by Cooper, who had begun writing you up a ticket for your littering, not wanting to lose some hard earned bells, you sheepishly offered the police officer a deal...to which he grind. A few moments later, you shyly squirmed as you gaven quite the tighty squeaky clean by Cooper and his partner, which surely would teach you your lesson! ---- As you looked through Redd's good, your eyes shined as you found what appeared to be a completely legitimate famous painting that you knew would fill Blathers with joy! Redd smiled and as contrary to his usual cousin discount, he instead offer you what he called a brother discount...shrugging, you nodded your head, the last you expected, was to walk out of Redd's post, blindly stumbling around as the front of your Nook inc. briefs had been hooked over your head. ----- You approached Jack, a bright smile on his face as you cheerfully greeted him with a "Trick or Treat!" The pumpkin wearing animal giggled and before you knew it, the bandages that made up your mummy costume were quickly removed, leaving you in merely a pair of orange briefs with the big grin of a Jack-O-Lantern, you blushed deeply as your tried covering up as Jack left with your costume to complete his trick.

During the middle of the night, as you were peacefully dozing off after quite a crazy day at work, your eyes opened wide when you heard quite the loud creak coming from your closet door. You gulped, feeling a shiver come down your spine as you gathered up your courage and lifted your head up. You blinked trying to increase your visions within the depth of night, you could tell that your closet door was now opened...but as you looked around, no one seemed to be around...perhaps you had simply misclosed it? Finding it disturbing to sleep with your closet door open, you decide to get up to go close it, your weight making your wooden floor creak with each step you took as you finally reached the door. As you reached for the doorknob, you felt a clawed hand take a tight grip on the waistband of your briefs and before you could react or even let out a sound, you felt the stranger haul up your black briefs up your plump cheeks. A loud gasp of pleasure escaped your throat as you were easily lifted off the ground by your briefs, your weight considerably deepening the wedgie farther up your rear. As you struggled and squirmed in a vain attempt to escape, a gentle growl came to your ear, sending a shiver to your spine once more, this time, however... a far more pleasant one. The stranger chuckled softly, seeing as his growl had stop your efforts at struggling, and before you knew it, he whispered to you in a deep voice "now, be good and I'll make it fast~" You felt your face become a deep shade of red...as you simply sheepishly agreed to be good, as the stranger chuckled once more, much to your embarrassment. The stranger, without any more words, became resuming his wedgie, using his impressive strength to effortlessly bounce you around your room, enlisting pleasured moans and gasps from you as he did As you thought it couldn't possibly become more embarrassing, you shyly squealed in surprise as you felt one of his claws gently trace against your boner which was very apparent despite your pajamas pants. As he continued gently tracing your hard on with his claw and brutally flossing your ass, you finally obtained your first glance at stranger currently embarrassing you, his arm was...covered in light teal fur alongside...what appeared to be purple polka dots? As you attempted to question it, a loud and high-pitched squeal escaped your throat as the stranger yanked the thin deeper into your ass. You tightly shut your eyes, as you felt yourself begin to leak precum as you were getting closer and closer to releasing. The stranger seemed to noticed as he gently whispered once more in your ear "let me get you rid of those~" before he yanked as hard as he possibly could, ripping your briefs right off your body as you let out a massive moan of pleasure, as you fell to your knees holding your now wet front. You groaned softly as the stranger twirled your now ripped underwear on his finger before tightly tying the ripped underwear to your face, forcing you to smell your own musk "can't have you take a peek at me now, have a good night dork, I'll be sure to visit often~" You struggled with untying your underwear for a while, and once you had, your closet door was closed once more... and you felt quite excited for his eventual next visit.