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"I can't believe I let Sam and Clover talk me into this!"

Stumbling over her own two feet, Alex grumbled as she dropped her bag. The spy was standing in a stadium like arena, wondering for the umpteenth time what she had gotten herself into. The Latina felt foolish for letting her friends talk her into taking this undercover assignment, while they went to Paris to stop a mad fashion designer.

It's not like I wedgied Clover on purpose with my grappling hook...or Sam...those were accidents!

Her inner monologue stopped as a door opened on the opposite side. Alex watched as a long haired woman stepped through, wearing a white...straitjacket?

Well...I've seen worse...and worn worse. Before the two could say anything, the room changed. Instead of the blank room she was in, now it was a steamy jungle. Alex moaned as she felt hot under her catsuit, the yellow spandex now clinging to her bottom.

Seemingly unfazed, the green haired girl stood in front of her, looking nonchalant. "My name is C.C. I'm here to wedgie you."

Alex felt weird listening to the girl. It wasn't a bold challenge like a wrestler would use. It was more like a statement, like this woman already knew the outcome. She needed a counter to this...something bold...something like-

"Yeah well...not if I wedgie you first!"

Close enough.

Alex charged forward, running at a full sprint towards her oppenent. She didn't want to dawdle; the sooner she could win the tournament, the better. Focused on tackling the C.C. and giving her a mean wedgie, she didn't see what the green haired woman had in store.

C.C. looked at the yellow-clad figure charging at her, and drew a deep breath. While the girl had been shouting her challenge, she had grabbed a hooked piece of bamboo. She took in the distance the girl had to travel, counted to three, and sidestepped as the spy made a flying leap. As Alex flew past, C.C. held the bamboo out, and let it hook into the girl's super tight spandex.

Rip!

"Whaahhh!"

Alex screamed out as her catsuit shredded in half. Outside the false-jungle, the crowd of wedgie lovers cheered and marveled at the sight of Alex's athletic buns, covered by a set of orange and white stripped bikini panties. Alex stumbled out the rest of her catsuit, and tried to cover herself as she now stood half-naked.

"Got you!"

C.C. wasted no time and tackled the hapless Latina. Alex ended up on her stomach, with C.C. straddling the poor girl. The spy blushed and tried to cover her butt with her hands. She managed to cover her lovely butt, but C.C. wouldn't let up. She let Alex squirm in her bonds for a few moments, smirking at the thought that Alex saved herself by keeping her butt hidden. The green haired woman then brought her hands down to Alex's waist, and gripped her panties there. She pulled up high, causing her captive to shriek. The move caused Alex to shift her hands to her hips, which is what C.C. had in mind the whole time. Her hands then grabbed the waistband of Alex's panties just above her butt, and pulled up as high as she could.

"Eeeekkk!"

To Alex, the feeling was awful. Not as bad as some of the stuff that happened to her as a spy, but still pretty painful. She blushed even more as she realized her butt was now visible for all to see. She needed a way out...something to tip the scales.

There!

She spotted her bag just out of reach, with all the gadgets she needed. Slowly, she struggled in C.C.'s grip until she shook her off. Crawling on all fours, she dug into her bag and pulled out her tool.

"Yes!"

C.C. had recovered and made a move towards the Latina, only to stop as Alex turned around and fired her grapple gun at the woman. C.C. dodged left, turned to taunt Alex for her miss, only to jump as the spy was right in front of her, digging her hands into the waist of her outfit.

"Hey!"

C.C. blushed as she felt Alex grab the waistband of her panties, and felt...a hook? "Oh no!"

The grapple found its mark in a tree, and the mechanism now stuck in the bark retracted. At the same time, Alex grabbed the fabric of C.C.'s jacket, and held on as the green haired woman was pulled into the air by her pink panties. The strait jacket tore off, leaving the woman in a perilous state of undress. The grapple stopped halfway, leaving C.C. dangling in the air with no way to escape. Blushing, she lowered her head and accepted her defeat.

"Winner...the spy with the lovely buns!"

Alex blushed heavily again. "What's with this group and butts?"

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"I can't believe I let Sam and Clover talk me into this!"

Stumbling over her own two feet, Alex grumbled as she dropped her bag. The spy was standing in a stadium like arena, wondering for the umpteenth time what she had gotten herself into. The Latina felt foolish for letting her friends talk her into taking this undercover assignment, while they went to Paris to stop a mad fashion designer.

It's not like I wedgied Clover on purpose with my grappling hook...or Sam...those were accidents!

Her inner monologue stopped as a door opened on the opposite side. Alex watched as a long haired woman stepped through, wearing a white...straitjacket?

Well...I've seen worse...and worn worse. Before the two could say anything, the room changed. Instead of the blank room she was in, now it was a steamy jungle. Alex moaned as she felt hot under her catsuit, the yellow spandex now clinging to her bottom.

Seemingly unfazed, the green haired girl stood in front of her, looking nonchalant. "My name is C.C. I'm here to wedgie you."

Alex felt weird listening to the girl. It wasn't a bold challenge like a wrestler would use. It was more like a statement, like this woman already knew the outcome. She needed a counter to this...something bold...something like-

"Yeah well...not if I wedgie you first!"

Close enough.

Alex charged forward, running at a full sprint towards her oppenent. She didn't want to dawdle; the sooner she could win the tournament, the better. Focused on tackling the C.C. and giving her a mean wedgie, she didn't see what the green haired woman had in store.

C.C. looked at the yellow-clad figure charging at her, and drew a deep breath. While the girl had been shouting her challenge, she had grabbed a hooked piece of bamboo. She took in the distance the girl had to travel, counted to three, and sidestepped as the spy made a flying leap. As Alex flew past, C.C. held the bamboo out, and let it hook into the girl's super tight spandex.

Rip!

"Whaahhh!"

Alex screamed out as her catsuit shredded in half. Outside the false-jungle, the crowd of wedgie lovers cheered and marveled at the sight of Alex's athletic buns, covered by a set of orange and white stripped bikini panties. Alex stumbled out the rest of her catsuit, and tried to cover herself as she now stood half-naked.

"Got you!"

C.C. wasted no time and tackled the hapless Latina. Alex ended up on her stomach, with C.C. straddling the poor girl. The spy blushed and tried to cover her butt with her hands. She managed to cover her lovely butt, but C.C. wouldn't let up. She let Alex squirm in her bonds for a few moments, smirking at the thought that Alex saved herself by keeping her butt hidden. The green haired woman then brought her hands down to Alex's waist, and gripped her panties there. She pulled up high, causing her captive to shriek. The move caused Alex to shift her hands to her hips, which is what C.C. had in mind the whole time. Her hands then grabbed the waistband of Alex's panties just above her butt, and pulled up as high as she could.

"Eeeekkk!"

To Alex, the feeling was awful. Not as bad as some of the stuff that happened to her as a spy, but still pretty painful. She blushed even more as she realized her butt was now visible for all to see. She needed a way out...something to tip the scales.

There!

She spotted her bag just out of reach, with all the gadgets she needed. Slowly, she struggled in C.C.'s grip until she shook her off. Crawling on all fours, she dug into her bag and pulled out her tool.

"Yes!"

C.C. had recovered and made a move towards the Latina, only to stop as Alex turned around and fired her grapple gun at the woman. C.C. dodged left, turned to taunt Alex for her miss, only to jump as the spy was right in front of her, digging her hands into the waist of her outfit.

"Hey!"

C.C. blushed as she felt Alex grab the waistband of her panties, and felt...a hook? "Oh no!"

The grapple found its mark in a tree, and the mechanism now stuck in the bark retracted. At the same time, Alex grabbed the fabric of C.C.'s jacket, and held on as the green haired woman was pulled into the air by her pink panties. The strait jacket tore off, leaving the woman in a perilous state of undress. The grapple stopped halfway, leaving C.C. dangling in the air with no way to escape. Blushing, she lowered her head and accepted her defeat.

"Winner...the spy with the lovely buns!"

Alex blushed heavily again. "What's with this group and butts?"