《Jackson and Max's wedgie fanfic (Fuller house)》Max gets what he deserves
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Since either Poko or Jackson wouldn't let go of each other's underwear in the wedgie, they were there for a while.
While those two were up to that, max and Lucas were in Tommy's room since that was the only other room where Max felt no one could watch them.
"C'mon max, can't we just watch a movie?" Lucas wined
"But why? Don't you as this" max said
"No, no, no, I have wedgies, and I don't want any more wedgies. They hurt, and I don't want to do them." Lucas answered max
"Well sorry but I do, and since right now, we are in charge of you you will do what I say, or I will tell everyone that you started all of this" max said
"But I didn't!" Lucas said "pls can I do anything else," Lucas asked
"Nope, now do you want me to tell people?" Max said
"No.," Lucas replied
"Good" max said "now how about we get started," most said
"Pls Max, I do not want to get any wedgies" Lucas said
"Uhh, who said you are getting wedgies?" Max said
"What do you mean," Lucas asked
"Well, how about you can give me wedgies for right now, and we figure the rest later?" Max said
"Ao, you want me...to give you wedgies?" Lucas asked confused
"Yes that's right," max said as he goes through the underwear choices he got from his room
"But why would you want me to do that to you?" Lucas asked once again surprised
"Because I like wedgies" max answered
" wait? 'Like wedgies?'. You like when someone pulls your underwear, and then it goes up your butt" Lucas said with a sour face
"Do you prefer I give you wedgies until your mom comes and picks you up tomorrow?" max said with a grin
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"No no, I'll give you wedgies," Lucas said
"Ok good, now let me go change," max said
"Why?" Lucas said confused
"Let's just say, Poko and I has a little too much fun haha," max said walking out the room
"What a weird kid" Lucas said to himself
And a couple of minutes pass and Lucas start to thing to himself. He doesn't want to give max wedgies, and he doesn't want to give anyone wedgies. He thinks that it is bullying and wrongs, and to be honest, Linda gross.
When max got back, he closed the door behind him and was wearing nothing but his tighty whities.
"Ok I'm ready," Max said
He got on the bed, and he laid face down, and he kind of pushed his butt up as much as he could so it would be easier for Lucas to give him a wedgie.
"Look max, I don't want to do this, this is weird," Max said
"Look I promise I will not tell anyone about this as long as you come over here and yank on my undies" max said in a demanding voice
"Um...ok" Lucas said
He goes towards max and grabs his underwear with one hand, and he pulls just a little but not enough for anything to go inside Max's butt crack.
"I can't!" Lucas said as he gets off of the bed
"Why not" max groans
Max, at this point, really wanted a wedgie but knew even if Lucas did give him a wedgie that it wouldn't satisfy him.
"Lucas?" Max said
"Yeah?" Lucas said as he sits on the floor
"Before today, have you ever had a wedgie?" Max asked
"Yeah," Lucas replied "there was this boy at my church that liked wedgies like you, at least I think, and when we were alone one time he asked me if I knew what a wedgie was and I said no, so he took me to the bathroom and as soon as we got in, his hands went down my pants and grabbed on my underwear. He had his hand on my mouth so I couldn't scream. He pulled my underwear so hard, and because That was my first time it hurt. It felt weird, but all I knew was I didn't like it. He kept doing that even though I said to stop, but he did it until he ripped all my underwear off. After he left, I had to throw away the torn underwear and go home commando." Lucas said
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Lucas looked over to max, and his eyes were gleaming.
"You...are such lucky," Max said
"No I'm not," Lucas said "anyways that's why I don't like wedgies" he finished
"Well, if you could would you get revenge on him," max said
"God said you shouldn't hold a grudge," Lucas said
"Well let's say it was fine and you could, would you like to get revenge on him?" Max said
"Yeah...I really would" Lucas said
"Ok, then how about you pretend I am him, and you get revenge?" Max said
"Look I already sai-" Lucas was cut off
"Remember, I can still spread lies about you," Max said
"Ok fine, but just a few tugs, ok?" Lucas said
"That's fine," Max said
Max goes back on the bed and gets into the position he was on before, and Lucas follows him. Max, to get Lucas madder says that he will parent to be him.
"Well, look who it is, it's the nerd who's undies I ripped. Did that wedgie feel good?" Max said
"No, so this is for everything you did to me," Lucas said
Lucas grabs the undies and gives a harsh pull causing max to moan in his head but still wanted harder
"You call that a wedgie, I should have given you an atomic wedgie to teach you what a real wedgie was," max said
Lucas got so angry, and he got on top of max and sat on his back, he grabs a Max's undies and starts to yank them as hard as he can causing Max's but to go in the air. After they were all stretched out, Lucas grabbed Max's leg hold and started to pull.
"I'll show you a wedgie, Brad!!" Lucas said as he pulled with all his might
"Lucas ahhhhhh, ok this is too much for me eeekk, you can stop now pls" max said
"Fine" Lucas said bye fire yanking them one final time and ripping them entirely off,
Once the underwear ripped Lucas turns max around grabs the front of his waistband, and he has a smile on his face
"No, no, Lucas, I know I said the give me hard wedgie but not this, please!" Max yelled
Lucas pulled the waistband causing the whole thing to burn through max and go to the other side
Lucas gets off max and goes to sit on the floor again
"Yeah I think I see why you love wedgies so much," Lucas said smiling
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