Cheyenne's Jungle Wedgies

The helicopter careened through the sky, spiraling downward in tighter and tighter circles. Before it collided, Cheyenne leapt out of the cockpit. Her shoulder length slick black hair flapped in the wind and against her dark brown skin. Her hands searched her tank top and camouflage pants in a frantic dance, searching for a parachute that she wasn't wearing. 

"AAAiiiiiiiiHHHHHEEEEEEE!!!" she screamed.

Limbs flailing, she fell into the forest from nearly a hundred feet in the air. Behind her the helicopter crashed and exploded a few hundred yards away. 

***

Cheyenne woke up to incredible pain slicing into her butt and crotch. She opened her eyes to see that she was upside-down! The forest floor bobbed up and down to her. She looked up and saw that she was suspended by her white panties. They had caught on a branch, saving her like a parachute crossed with a bungee cord. However, the stretched skidmarked material was slicing into her buttcrack and pussy with intense lancing pain. 

Cheyenne swung awkwardly by her panties, she kicked her legs in the air, and she reached for a nearby branch. As she reached and stretched out, she felt a burning scrapping feeling caused by her panties twisting and rubbing up her butt like horrific rope burns. She grit her teeth in humiliating pain and grabbed at her buttcheeks. 

The branch, shifting and tugged by her spinning, flailing weight, began to creak. 

Cheyenne looked up, eyes wide.

"OH NOOoooo!"

The branch broke with a sharp snap and Cheyenne fell to the jungle floor, landing with a large thud into the leaves and underbrush. 

A split second later, she surfaced from the brush. Her eyes were bugged out, her back was arched, her teeth were bared and grit together, and she was clutching desperately at her but. 

"OUGGHHHH!" she gargled. 

She staggered up, bowlegged, and turned to look at her butt. 

Enormous bramble spurs like sea urchins were poking into her butt, decorating the round, wide surface and sending stabbing jolts of pain up her spine. Her crack and pussy already sore from the brutal hanging wedgie, Cheyenne could barely stand with this new, horrific sensation. Her knees wobbled and she bit her lip. 

"Owowowowowo..." Cheyenne reached back and slowly pulled one of the spurs out of her her unfortunate ass. 

POINK

"MMMFFMMMMNNN!"

Cheyenne eyes crossed and she bit her lip, but her muffled yell still rang out across the jungle. Birds flew from their perches in the trees and took off across the sky. 

***

Cheyenne lay face down ass up on the jungle floor. A small pile of thorny burrs sat next to her. She sighed in defeat.

She couldn't remember much of anything. Her past was a weird gray blur. She knew her name was Cheyenne, but she couldn't remember why she was in that helicopter or where she was trying to get to in the forest. 

Either way, she thought to herself. I'm going to need to find civilization. 

Cheyenne slowly stood to her feet. Every movement seems to send painful, sore reminders like electricity through her sore ass and crotch. She walked through the forest, not knowing where she was going, but trailing her stretched out panties behind her like a tail. 

***

Cheyenne walked through the jungle, listening intently to the animal sounds. The entire forest seemed alive, conversing about her behind her back. She looked up, squinting, before turning her head forward again. 

"EEEP!"

Simian hands suddenly reached down and grabbed Cheyenne's distended panties, yanking her up into the trees. 

Cheyenne grabbed at her crotch with one hand, and her buttcrack with the other, the familiar slicing riding up into her. 

The monkey leapt and bounced up into the trees carrying Cheyenne by her panties with superhuman strength. 

"Put m-meee d-dowwn" Cheyenne stuttered in pain. Every bounding movement of the monkey shook Cheyenne's hips and privates with a small earthquake of pain. 

Hooting and whooping, the monkey threw her up into the air. 

"AIIEEEE - URKKK!" Cheyenne screamed. 

Her scream was caught off by a second monkey grabbing her by her panties in midair. Cheyenne's stomach churned and her eyes swam, growing dizzy. She could barely feel her poor clit, numbness was spreading throughout her crotch, backward to her ass. 

The monkey howled with laughter and threw Cheyenne again, for a third monkey to snatch her out of the air. 

"OhGodddd!" Cheyenne whimpered. 

The third monkey, the largest so far threw Cheyenne so far that she flew up through the trees in a giant arc. Her stretched and tortured panties flapping behind her, Cheyenne looked with terror at the jungle below. 

She covered her eyes. "t-This is the end."

"aaaauuu!" She squeaked with pain, her panties burning and scrapping up her ass as she was violently lifted from behind. An enormous condor was grabbing Cheyenne by her panties, lifting her higher and higher into the sky with mighty wing flaps. 

"uhgggll..." Cheyenne whimpered while holding onto her panties for dear life, hoping they'd hold out in the monstrous bird's talons. 

***

The condor dropped Cheyenne in its nest and she landed flat on her face. 

Tiny condor chicks the size of rabbits hopped toward Cheyenne with chirps of hungry glee. 

Cheyenne rose slowly, legs wobbly. Her poor tortured butt just felt like an enormous, numb mass of pain. She blew a feather off her mouth and glared down at the chirping chicks. 

Taking a moment to try to yank her panties out of herself but failing miserably, she then lifted one leg over the nest. She clung to the side, breathing deeply. The forest was thirty or forty feet below. The condor chicks watched with curiosity as she gingerly reached out with her boot, trying to find a foothold. 

Her black boot immediately slipped, however, and Cheyene fell down to the forest floor with a high pitched, vanishing from the condor nest. A high-pitched scream ran out across the forest, which seemed to grow smaller and smaller as she fell. 

"AAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee"

The tree and the rest of the forest shook with a soft THUMP as Cheyenne hit the ground. The condor chicks winced from the humongous impact.

Cheyenne lay on the ground, her butt in the air. She had somehow survived the fall. Her panties had gotten so long that they covered the top half of her body like a blanket.

Directly behind her, though, a small tree was still shaking from her crash. Embedded in the tree branches was a beehive larger than a human head. The beehive shook before falling to the ground and cracking open with a wet, papery, crunch

Immediately the jungle was filled by the buzzing sound of hundreds of swarming bees. The bees formed a dark swirling cloud over Cheyenne's upward pointed bubble butt.  Cheyenne lifted her panties off her head; dizzy and dazed, she turned around just in time to see the cloud of bees warp dive bomb her ass. 

"YOWwOwowowow!" Cheyenne howled in pain. Thousands of tiny needle stingers jabbed at her asscheeks over and over. Her camo pants provided no protection, and her panties were busy being forced up her ass crack.

"OWWWWW!" Cheyenne wailed. Pure adrenaline took over and she leapt to her feet. The cloud of bees still covered her ass like a hurricane of stinging butt pain. 

Cheyenne ran away from the cloud of angry bees at full speed, but they followed. She yelped and jumped into the air with each sting stab into her poor tortured cheeks. Eyes watering and screaming "OW! Oww! Ow!" She ran deeper and deeper into the jungle.

***

Cheyenne emerged through the brush, finally shaken off the bees, but her ass was swollen and numb. It was so large it looked like it was about to burst out of her camo pants, which were decorated with hundreds of pin prick holes and tears. 

"my butttt...." she sobbed to herself.

She was distracted from her brutalized butt by the sound of running water. 

She looked through the clearing; the brush ended at the edge of a canyon with a rickety rope bridge running across it.

Cheyenne slowly made her way across the bridge. She slowly placed each footstep on the wooden slats, feeling the ancient rope bridge shift and creak under her weight.

Halfway across, Cheyenne felt a sharp itching spread across her nose. She raised her hand to her nostrils, covering them with a finger. She paused. The sensation passed. 

She slowly removed the finger only to suddenly let out a violent sneeze. 

"ACHOOO!"

The slat under her broke with a sharp SNAP. Cheyenne screamed in panic, her gut rising as she descended into free fall. Her fall, though, was interrupted by a sudden yanking sensation that shook Cheyenne's hips and made her grimace with pain.

"Urrk." She croaked. Her panties had once again saved her, catching on the bridge and holding her over the raging river below. 

Cheyenne sighed, dangling softly in the air above the raging current. She suddenly felt a subtle shifting through her panties, which were fused to her ass at this point. Cheyenne looked up, and her panties slipped off their haphazard hold on the bridge. 

"AAAHHHHH!"

Cheyenne hit the water with a splash and was immediately tossed and tumbled in the current. Cheyenne surfaced, gasping for air. Her head spun around in the water. The rising, roaring noise of thousands of gallons of water. Cheyenne looked around, seeing to her sinking horror where the river ended in a giant waterfall. 

Acting on pure survival instinct, Cheyenne grabbed her sopping panties out of the water and threw the stretched out end up in the air, catching a low hanging branch like a lasso. 

Cheyenne gripped her panties, holding onto them against the current pulling her in the opposite direct, pulling and yanking at her sore, delicate areas with each unforgiving wave. 

Wet and shivering from the cold water and the electric, unbearable, intense pain in her ass and pussy, Cheyenne slowly pulled herself up by her stretched out panties like it were a rope in gym class. 

She eventually reached the top of the branch and crawled across its length like a soggy caterpillar before collapsing in an exhausted heap on the forest floor on the other side. 

***

Cheyenne is walked through the jungle, forcing her way through hip-high bushes. She batted away at a fly circling her face. Sputtering at the invasive insects, Cheyenne stumbled into a small clearing, where she immediately froze. Her hands clasped over her face. The fly landed on her sweaty forehead and crawled across it, but Cheyenne didn't move. 

An massive jaguar snored in the jungle clearing. It rolled on its back and liked its lips. 

Shivering, Cheyenne took a step backward, tiptoeing her way backward through the brush. But her foot landed on a twig, snapping it with a thunderous sharp CRACK that sounded louder than any gunshot. 

The jaguar's eyes shot open with immediate feral intensity.

Cheyenne turned and ran away at top speed. The jaguar chased after her, snarling, aiming for her ass, but getting a mouthful of stretched out panty fabric instead. It yanked on the underwear, pulling Cheyenne towards it, but Cheyenne grabbed onto a small sapling in front of her, clutching it with all her strength. The jaguar pulled on her panties, twisting its head and rubbing her panties against her sore, swollen, and rash-y cheeks. 

"Let gooo!" Cheyenne wailed, unable to stand the burning lancing pain throughout her butt.

The jaguar kept pulling, Cheyenne's panties stretching further and further, becoming thinner and slicing deeper than ever before. 

"OwwwOoooH!" Cheyanne yelped, but she still held onto the sapling, engaged in a tug of war with the jaguar. Her panties and ass were the only things that stood between life and death.

The jaguar's face, meanwhile, turned sour as it slowly began to taste the rank stink of Cheyenne's sweaty, stained, skidmarked panties through its mouth. 

It opened its mouth and let go without warning, launching Cheyenne like a pebble from a slingshot. 

Cheyenne crashed against the ground, tumbling forward, her panties wrapping around her, before landing right on her soar butt. She winced in pain, struggling against the now twenty-foot-long panties, before looking up at a stone temple. 

Pyramid shaped, the massive structure rose out of the jungle in front of her. The stone doors were open, inviting her in.

***

Cheyenne crept through the temple hallways overrun by vines. Skittering sounds echoed through the dark stone passages. 

The hallway opened to a large room. Sunlight fell through the open roof onto the floor and a glimmering gold skull idol sitting on a pedestal in the center of the chamber. 

Stunned by the golden beauty of the idol, Cheyenne walked towards it. Her eyes glazed over from its glow, and she completely ignored the large tiles that made up the floor. 

A few feet from the statue, Cheyenne reached out toward it, but a spring under the floor lifted suddenly lifted up the floor tile she was standing on with a mighty SPRROING, launching Cheyenne out of the temple and across the jungle. She soared through the air, screaming hoarsely in her seemingly never-ending flight before disappearing in the trees. 

***

Cheyenne dangled from a tree branch by her trusty panties. Eyes bugged out, branches sticking out of her air, she whimpered and grabbed at herself in humiliated, stunned, spasming pain. Her rash-y, scabby, destroyed asscrack burned and stinged. She tugged at the front of her panties, pulled back and fused into her poor pussy, her mound crushed, swollen, and numb. 

The loud, thunderous noises of a descending helicopter filled the air. The trees shook and Cheyenne swung like a pendulum. She looked to the sky where a rescue helicopter was slowly descending towards her. Its side door was open, and the rescue crew watched her from inside the helicopter.

Her mouth broke out into a grin, but this quickly faded when she heard the men's laughing shouts. 

"Holy shit, would you look at those filthy panties!"

"They look like they're shoved deep! Gonna need some pliers to pull those out of her butt!"

"How are her panties stretched out that far! It's like a tent! Someone take a picture, or else no one will believe us."

Camera's flashed from inside the helicopter, and Cheyenne looked to the ground, blushing bright red and pouting with embarrassment.