Bully Wedgie Novels & Stories

he asked, shifting my attention to the jerk face sitting across from me. He had an ice pack on his swollen nose—If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under from the way he was staring at me. Like he could pounce on me any second and rip me into pieces. Unfortunately, he can't rip my head off in here. Well, maybe he could but definitely not in the presence of the disciplinarian. However, before he dares make such an attempt, I did make sure to fuck up more of his features. I'm not a bully, unlike what my records claim. I'm just a girl who stands up for herself when some people won't stop being a pain on my arse. And this jerk across from me is the biggest pain of all.

"Daddy, if mommy ever wants to bully you again, you should tell me. I will make things right for you." Hedwig got me all wrong. Seeing that, I immediately walked over and squatted beside Blake, looking at him anxiously. "Blake, what are you waiting for? You've got to explain to Hedwig that I wasn't bullying you!" Blake patted Hedwig's face gently and said with a smile, "Hedwig, don't get mad. Your mommy didn't bully me. Daddy is not lying. "Hedwig, shall we go to the amusement park now? They have a lot of funny things and tasty food there," continued Blake.

I smiled, my eyes glistening with unshed tears, “Aw, don’t make these pregnancy hormones go all crazy.” Heather laughed, “Mom, it was that way for all of us. Well, Blaine went to dad for his guy issues, but he went to you for most of his other stuff; especially for the bullying and the pack disrespecting him for being in a wheelchair.” I laughed, “Once the warriors started telling the bullies to back off and proceeded to tell them the ways he fought off a major rogue attack with little to no help from them, the pack backed off and started showing him more respect.”

I yelled and stood up to my feet, but I was swept off my feet again by the same bully who was in the back seat. It came unexpectedly and really got me, landing heavily on my butt so that I felt a sharp crack around my waist. A screech of torment slipped my lips as I cried out from the throbbing pain spreading through my butt. I found it hard to sit well due to the pain. "Oh, I thought you said you're the Alpha's daughter? I just kicked you down. Stand up and fight me with your Alpha bloodline wolf." The guy jeered and everyone laughed harder. My heart seemed like it was being torn apart as their mockery and insults began to taunt me in a different way. I was slapped, knocked on the head, and

His knees buckled, his hands shot to his crotch, and for a glorious, glorious moment, I felt divine. But I wasn’t done. Because somewhere deep in my chest — beneath the pain and the panic and the pounding adrenaline — a darker voice whispered, “Go further.” So I grabbed the waistband of his jeans. And I yanked them up. Hard. Like hard hard. Like middle-school-bully-on-a-mission level wedgie. His boxers — plain white, faded, and definitely not sexy — vanished up his ass so violently I think he saw stars. He shrieked. Shrieked. Like a dying animal.

I was unprepared for the sudden jolt so I jerked back and my butt landed first on the hard ground. "Ouch !" I cried out in pain, my belongings fell on the ground. " Watch where you are going, duck face "Vincent said grumpily as he kicked my lunchbox away from me and continued kicking it as he walked along the hallway leaving me on the floor.I was so embarrassed. My scalp was on fire and my butt hurt,I was just starting to enjoy my life with no bullies. I guess I was wrong, even if I put an effort in my looks there would still be someone out there that would bully me for not liking preet enough.

As he bent down in pain, I whispered in his ear. "Guess what? Gianni is far better in bed than you ever were." He looked like he was about to cry. "You whore!" he grunted. I kicked him in the groin again, sending him to his knees. "That's right, Wesley, you have to kneel for all the lies and bullying." Then I lowered my voice and whispered again. "And oh, your dick is just too small, and you need to lose some weight." I punched him in the face, knocking him down. Then I turned to his brother and sister. "Are you still here?"

My words were like twisting a knife straight into his heart. Pain shot through my shoulder as he pinched it, giving me a small shake. "Look at me. Who am I?" I stared at him for a beat, then let my lips quiver as I broke into full-on sobbing. "Hayden, you're such a jerk!" I wailed, tears streaming. "You're the worst! Why are you bullying me?" Tears: the ultimate trump card. Like clockwork, Wayne's grip on my shoulder loosened.

"You don't have the right to meddle..." "You meddled with us first. If you were minding your own business, then we won't be having this conversation" he said coldly. Omfg! I screamed, jumping at him, biting the artery on his neck, and feeling satisfied as I watched blood spurt out_chill y'all, imagination calms me down. Or else, I might have been strangling him by now. I unclenched my fist, as Arielle came between us. "You can't bully me, Vega, so you better watch yourself. You might get into trouble" she warned in her whiny voice and playing the victim. She was the fucking bully. The audacity of this girl.

His step towards the suit of armor was held back by Lillian. “Wiggy, you are seriously injured. Your wing is broken and seems impossible to repair. How do you join the battle?” “I still have healthy feet, Lilly,” Wiggy replied with a smile. “Well, although I'm not sure I can be agile when flying. At least I'm not completely paralyzed." Lillian let Wiggy put his armor back on, he fiddled with his fingers while constantly throwing worried looks. When Wiggy sheathed the sword on her hip and put on the iron helmet, Lillian spoke up. Didn't expect the young man to be so desperate.