With a telekinetic wedgie- what else would you expect from a bully at a magic academy?

Her lips curl in a sneer, and without even a glance your way, she raises a perfectly manicured hand, fingers curling in a spell of precise, focused intent. The air shimmers and warps behind you.

Suddenly, you feel an intense, painful tug at your rear. Your undergarments, which had been loose and comfortable just a moment before, clench and tighten with a life of their own. The fabric stretches, pulling taut against your skin as it begins to ride up your backside.

You gasp in pain and surprise, instinctively trying to reach back to adjust your suddenly wedgied undergarments. But Einamina's spell has already done its work. The waistband creeps higher and higher, digging into the sensitive skin of your rear with ruthless precision.

As you desperately try to pick the wedgie, your fingers working frantically at the fabric digging into your tender flesh, you think for a moment that you have succeeded. The relief proves temporary, however, as no sooner had you tugged the waistband down than it shoots back up with a vengeance, the elastic waistband snapping against your skin as your underpants once again lodge themselves firmly in your crack.

Einamina's laughter echoes through the room, sharp and mocking, as she watches your futile struggle. She turns to face you, her eyes gleaming with wicked amusement behind her spectacles.

"I see you trying to cheat your punishment, you cheeky mongrel. Did you really think you could undo my spell so easily?" She tsks, shaking her head in false disappointment. "I'm afraid that's not how this works. I’ve set the spell to end when every last one of your filthy belongings is properly packed away and out of my sight. And as punishment for trying to undo one of my punishments-”

Before you can react, Einamina grabs the waistband of your pants and, with a sharp, sudden yank, drags them down to your ankles. The fabric pools around your feet, leaving your lower half exposed. Your ass, still straining against the brutal wedgie, jiggles and bounces as the pants fall away.

Einamina pauses, admiring the lewd sight of your exposed ass, the fabric of your underwear disappearing between the plump cheeks with a layer of muscle underneath. She licked her lips, a wicked gleam in her eye as she drank in the view of your backside, so obscenely displayed for her amusement.

"My, my, what an enormous posterior you have. I've never seen an ass quite so... ample, on a male before. It's positively indecent." She reaches out, her slender fingers sinking into the soft, yielding flesh. She kneads and squeezes it, watching it jiggle and bounce with each touch. You feel your face burning as you flush with embarrassment- girls have told you before that you have a pretty nice ass, but this is *not* the kind of female attention you were hoping for at the academy.

"Perhaps this is why you're so lazy and slow. All that extra weight must make it so hard to keep up with the more... nimble elves." She punctuates her words with a sharp slap to your ass, the sound of the spank echoing through the room.

You yelp at the sudden sting, your body jerking forward. Einamina just smirks, enjoying your discomfort. She gives your ass one last, rough squeeze before releasing it, leaving your flesh tingling and aching.

"Now, get on with it. Unpack the rest of your belongings post-haste, lest you suffer more severe consequences for your sloth." With that, she turns on her heel and strides out of the door and off to dinner, leaving you to the task, your ass still almost completely exposed and the wedgie digging mercilessly into your cheeks. She takes your pants with her.