STORIES  &  ARTICLES

These stories and articles were either found on the Web or contributed to this site. All of them have to do with female wedgie-picking. P.S. I've tried to include the email addresses of some of the girls who've written these stories (for authentication purposes), but don't email them asking stupid questions or to harass them. If anything, just say you liked their story.

April 23, 2001: Go to the bottom of this page to read 2 new comments from girls and an all new story from Kathy.



Author:  "Chokee Slam"    Email:  chokeeslam@yahoo.com
(This article can be found at: http://mpwrestling.users2.50megs.com/1999/112999.html)

    Touching your own ass is usually an act performed when you find that your panties go rogue a.k.a. Ass Eats Underwear Syndrome. A slight brush of the hand against the buttocks is one obscure way to manoeuver botched up panties.
    Another method, which doesn't even require the use of hands at all, is the obscure squat and sidle. Any female who has had her panties wedged up her ass is familiar with this technique. You basically continue walking as if all is normal in the cosmos, but you put a little more emphasis in how you sashay or strut in hopes that your buttcheeks will release its undies death grip. Sometimes it works. Sometimes you need to ask a friend to block the view so you may extract wedgie on your own. If you are with someone like my friend Bostin, you may as well just leave it up your butt.
    Let me tell all about a little wedgie extracting story. One day I was in a supermarket AND sporting a mean wedgie so I told Bostin to stand in a position to block the viewing audience from my panty extracting activity. She blocked the view alright ... for a second. For it is my belief that some Entenmann's brownies in the adjacent aisle beckoned her over. I extracted the wedgie though, only to find that I was in full view of ... the Deli Man. I was, of course, expecting someone to announce over the intercom, "We need some assistance in aisle four. Mad wedgie in aisle four..." The plus side is that I got free potato salad from Mr. Deli Man. I wonder what I would have gotten if I fixed my bra.



Author:  "Kathy"    Email:  kathy879@hotmail.com

    I was at the mall the other day just going from store to store. I was wearing some tight jeans and my panties starting riding up. I let them ride up for a while and then it just got so annoying that I finally decided to pick it out. I reached back and grabbed a hold of the panties and pulled them out. It worked for about 5 minutes then it went back to riding up. I tried to fix it again and about 5 minutes later it rode back up my butt. After a little while I got tired of it and I went to the bathroom and pulled it out fully and put them back to how they were supposed to be. After that, my panties still kept on riding up for the rest of the day and I think my b/f, who I saw later on, kinda enjoyed it because I would catch him watching me every so often.



Author:  "cutechick"    Email:  x1a1@hotmail.com

    The wedgies I get are so uncomfortable. I gave up on picking them long ago. I only wear high cut bikini briefs (no thongs). If my wedgie gets really bad, I will pick it out. Most of the time, no. I don't pick them unless they bug so bad they hurt ... which isn't often. There is really no point. They go right back up there. I don't care where I am when I pick them or if people can see. I just pick it. Comfort is the only reason I pick my panties out, if they get really really bad. I don't care who sees my wedgie. I know other girls think it's bad when their wedgie is visible.
    If I have a huge wedgie and I can't reach my panties then I am out of luck. If I can, I go find a bathroom or something. I get wedgies anytime, all the time. Going up stairs gives the worst ones. I get accustomed to them after they have been up for a little while. Swimsuit wedgies I pick out instantly. I think it is sick to see someone's butt hanging out like that so I only pick it if my ass is showing.



Author:  "Mel"    Email:  thecdngoose@yahoo.com
(This story can be found at: http://www.vestris.com/db-cgi/cup/agnes?BondageAgnes+BondageAgnesHTML)

    About a week into my new school in Chicago, we had a field trip to the Art Museum. I can distinctly remember what I was wearing that day: my favorite new khakis (they were tight and very form fitting with no pockets in back - makes my butt look hot!), a t-shirt that just came down to my navel (gotta show off my abs, and my pierced belly button!) and a little sweater draped over my shoulders. Not to sound egotistical, but I will admit that I am a good looking girl. I am about 5'11", tight hard body from sports and working on the farm, blonde hair, blue eyes. Anyway, the thing I remember most about what I was wearing were my panties, because they were driving me nuts! My mom had bought me some new pairs, and they were these soft smooth silky or satin string bikinis. The reason they were driving me nuts was that they were continuously riding up on me. Even worse, if I didn't continuously pick at them as they started riding up, they would get stuck up between my cheeks and then there was no getting them out easily because my pants were too snug to reach down in there. Also, without realizing it, I wore the worst possible pants too with them since they were light beige and had no pockets, you could see every inch of my pantyline! Normally I would wear a thong with pants like that, but I must have had a brain fart that day!
    Anyway, we were at the musuem, and as we were on tour, I tried to subtlely keep my panties from riding up by any way I could. I would try to walk with my butt flexed, but that didn't help! I would just have to keep picking at them. At one point, one of the girls I had already met, Karen, and I were looking at some paintings and my underwear had slipped up between my cheeks before I could stop it. I asked her if she could wait while I went to the bathroom to pick out my wedgie. She then asked me if I was having trouble down there because she noticed I was picking at them all day. I explained to her the situation and I went off to the bathroom to pick it out and man were they up there! I went back and rejoined Karen, but I was more careful when picking them out because if she had noticed, who else might have?



Author:  "Kathy"    Email:  kathy879@hotmail.com

    I was at the pool wearing my 1 piece suit. I was in a dunk fight with a few guys I had met up at the pool. As we would dunk each other my suit kept slowly riding up. I would every few minutes stop and fix it then go back to dunking them. Time after time the suit kept wedging me. A guy ,which I kinda liked up there, finally noticed it and dunked me while I was picking my suit out and kept on dunking me not allowing me to fully pick it out until a few minutes later. After a while I quit but my friends kept playing. I got changed and just sat there watching them.



Author:  "cutechick"    Email:  x1a1@hotmail.com
(This comment was posted to the wedgie girls message board back in March of 1999)

    I have a real problem with wedgies. I get them no matter what I am doing. I could be walking or just squirm a tad in my seat. I find no point in picking them because they go right back up. When I get one, it stays till I go to the bathroom... which could be all day. Any other girls have a problem similar to this?



(This article can be found at: http://www.freep.com/sports/98olympics/qcost18.htm)

    Women figure-skaters say they'll wear just about anything, so long as it matches their music. Their only fear is that their underpants will form a wedgie.
    "As long as the panty part is comfortable, I'm happy," female figure-skater Kyoko Ina said. "There's nothing worse than having to worry about it riding up during a program."



Author:  "Kathy"    Email:  kathy879@hotmail.com

    Today I wore a skirt to school and the panties I wore just kept giving me wedgies all day. I had some bikini-bottom panties on. They kept riding up over and over, and since I was in a skirt, I kinda choose and pick when I pick out the wedgies.
    Well anyways, near the end of the day, the 6th period bell rang I stood up and had a rather big wedgie. I started to fix it by just kinda trying to get it out by smoothing my skirt at the back, but I was just about to pick it when a big crowd started coming through the room. I picked it real fast and 2 guys saw me do it. I got really embarrassed and stopped picking it and then I walked home with my panties still wedged.


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