"You!!! You're the queen!"

You howl in pain and wince in **** discomfort as your cotton panties shoot into your ass and cut into your pussy. "F-f-fuck!! Oww ow ow!! Ok ok!! You!!! You're the queen!"

"That's right, bitch!"

Courtney pulls your underwear higher and to your horror, you realize what she's doing.

No... not that... not... the atomic!

"OHHH SHIT!!"

"Oh fuck, ATOMIC WEDGIEEE!!"

"HAHAHA what a fucking nerd...."

The mean comments keep coming in as the crowd surrounding you points and laughs as your longtime rival finally snaps the waistband of your panties over your head, making you waddle helplessly until you fall over, squirming while still stuck in the atomic wedgie, groaning in pain and moaning as the cotton continues to violate you. As you do, the entire crowd points and laughs, and you start to cry as you see the flash coming from their phones.

Why did I have to wear granny panties today...?

You try to pull the underwear off your head when you feel Courtney's dirty Converse sneaker step on your head, holding your panties in place.

"Uh huh. First, you submit to me. _Then _you can pick your wedgie."

"I.. I-I.... I s-s-submit...."

"Nope. Not good enough." she presses down with her foot and then props your chin up with her other shoe. "Kiss my dirty sneakers, bitch."