"I'm never taking you off, Malfoy," Bates said snapping his waistband.
Fine by me, thought Malfoy, as he tested his ability to move.
"Wait? Whar are yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouu!" shrieked Bates as Malfoy'a fabric body tightened and
tugged. He received an atomic wedgy. The first of thousands. Tears streamed down his cheeks. Then he realized
that the elastic was crushing his balls too.
You're never taking me off,thought Malfoy Higginbottom happily, and now I can torture you 24/7. Now to tease
you a bit.
"Oh, oh, aaaah," moaned Bates as his new underwear began to massage him sensually in all the right places. The
seat had managed to work its way deep into his colon and was working on his prostate. He gasped and shuddered
and splooged himself. Malfoy greedily absorbed every last drop.
The thought delicious echoed in Bates head. He couldn't believe he was being bullied by his underwear. It
oh, there it was again. It was milking him dry. But it felt so good. He was falling under the spell of his
enchanted underwear. He knew no matter what he would never take Malfoy off, but he also knew it no longer was
his choice.
Malfoy liked to see where he was going, so Bates pulled his underwear up and his pants down. Malfoy's red
fabric glistened in the sunlight as it stood 3 inches about the waistband of Bates' trousers. Bates couldn't
believe he was walking out into the Commons with 3 inches of underwear showing all around his midsection.
"Pull up your pants!" ordered a stern young voice. "You know the dress code!"