Supernatural- Redheads in Action (Patreon)

Charlie Bradbury sat at her laptop and tried to focus. It was difficult as her friends were in danger and she was sharing the room with Rowena MacLeod, an annoying redhead and a powerful witch. She couldn’t even focus on that because she was worried.

She was beyond worried truthfully. Dean was being corrupted by the mark, Sam was lying to Dean, even Castiel seemed nervous. The angel had left to do some scouting leaving Charlie alone with Rowena. While the witch was safe to be around thanks to Sam getting her with some shackles that blocked her power, she was still a bit intimidating at first. After a few days Charlie was less intimidated and more annoyed with her roommate.

Charlie fidgeted in her seat as she tried to work. She was somehow both too warm and too cold at the same time, which she blamed on the witch. Her yellow flannel over a Legend of Zelda t-shirt and jeans wasn’t doing the job, while across from her Rowena looked comfortable in her long black gown. Truth be told the nerdy red head was a little jealous, Rowena looked older and was much older than her, but she also filled out the gown nicely. If she wasn’t an evil witch, she might have even hit on her.

“Ay, dearie grab me something to drink would you.” The witch ordered. Charlie gave her a quizzical look because there was no way in hell was Rowena talking to her.

“I know you aren’t talking to me because I am not just here to fetch your drinks, I am trying to work.” Charlie said, her face getting a little red to match her hair. Rowena looked up from her spell book and rolled her eyes at Charlie.

“I’m sorry we can’t all sit around and do nerf work, but some of us are trying to hold up their end of the bargain with the Winchesters.” Rowena answered getting annoyed at the younger woman.

“Okay, it is nerd work. Nerd, we’ve used the word one hundred times. Not nerf, nord, nerk, nub, nerd get it right.” Charlie said getting up and forgetting that Rowena, if not she had not been shackled, which made Charlie a lot less intimidated by her but still annoyed

“And what pray tell does a nerd do, lassie?” The witch asked not looking impressed at the self-given title. She didn’t hide her lack of interest either as it was just something to break the silence.

“Well, besides getting bullied, we also kick major butt in decoding.” Charlie said, taking pride in surviving bullying to be the badass she is.

“Yes, bullying. You do look the sort.” Rowena said getting up to stretch as being shackled in the same room for days was hell on her bones.

“I do not.” Charlie said getting up and walking down the steps towards Rowena’s workstation. She had felt like a librarian at her desk overlooking the long table where Rowena worked. It was nice to move around and focus her aggression on someone. Rowena laughed at her.

“Oh, come now. Look at you dressed goofy with these bright colors. I am sure you were bullied in horrific ways and let’s face it who can blame them.” Rowena said as she mocked Charlie’s outfit. It was a bit of a sore spot as it wasn’t the first time another person had mocked her wardrobe choice, but Charlie wasn’t going to take that from Rowena.

Before Charlie could think of a comeback, Rowena turned away and began walking around the table, which was difficult because of the shackles. The self-proclaimed nerd opened and closed her mouth a few times in rage and annoyance. Not only had Rowena mocked her, but she also walked away from her not letting her get a word in edge wise.

She was glad the witch had to awkwardly shuffle around while shackled, keeping her behind out like a duck waddle. Rowena’s black gown wasn’t very thick and hung down over her behind to her feet, but it was close enough to her skin that Charlie could see an outline around Rowena’s bum. An outline of her underpants.

Rowena said Charlie had been bullied and she was right. Charlie felt it was only fair to show Rowena how. The nerd quickly closed her distance to Rowena, which was easy thanks to the fact she could move free. She was right within grasp.

Charlie aimed for about right above the butt and grabbed at Rowena’s dress. Her fingers gripped the waistband of Rowena’s panties through her dress. The witch stopped as her eyes opened wide at this strange encounter.

“What in the hell do you think you are doing?” Rowena shouted as Charlie could feel she found the right spot, years of being a nerd made it like a second sense.

“Showing you just how bad bullying can be.” Charlie said as she pulled the waistband up, lifting the underpants and part of Rowena’s dress up. While the hem of her dress didn’t get past her shins, the underpants beneath got pretty high.

“Ahhhhhhhh.” Rowena cried as she felt for the first time in her very long life, her underpants invading her rear. The satin fabric went right up her bottom as the mortal nerd Charlie yanked through her dress. The nerdy redhead lifted the redheaded witch to her tippy toes and forces her to take a few shackled steps forward, the whole-time shouting.

After a few moments, Charlie let the panties go and they snapped back against Rowena’s lower back. The dress was bunched up and caught up thanks to the panties that now were in between her pale cheeks and the dress caught in them.

“You foul little wench.” Rowena cried as Charlie took a step back and chuckled at the witch.

“Sorry, but you deserve that.” The nerd replied as the comedy continued. The witch’s hands were shackled in front of her, meaning she couldn’t fully reach back to pluck her panties from between her pale cheeks. Charlie continued to laugh as the witch only managed to dislodge most of her dress from her panties.

“What even was that?” Rowena asked as she continued to spin, trying to get a hold of her underpants to de-wedge them.

“We call that a wedgie. You’ve officially been inducted into the nerd club.” Charlie said returning to her work.

“A wedge? A wedie?” The witch pondered the word as she continued to try and fix her underpants.

“A wedgie, now get back to work or you’ll get another one.” Charlie said laughing as the witch tried unsuccessfully for a few more minutes to fix her underpants. Eventually Rowena gave up and just sat down and tried to work. She spent most of that time struggling as her expensive panties made sitting uncomfortable.

Another hour or so passed by before Charlie had to move. Her laptop was dying and needed to be plugged in. The self-proclaimed nerd got up and walked towards the one outlet in the dingy little basement. It was surprising it had electricity at all considering how dank and dark it was.

Charlie walked down and past Rowena. The witch got up silently and followed, managing to not make a noise with her shackles. She stayed just within reach of Charlie, who was unaware. The witch watched and waited as the nerd bent down to plug in her laptop’s power cord. It was all the opening that Rowena needed.

Charlie’s shirt had risen just enough for Rowena to see what she was looking for. A sliver of blue stuck out of the waistband of the nerd’s jeans. Rowena had only been on the receiving end once, but she thought she understood how a wedgie worked and gave it a shot.

Charlie’s eyes went wide as she felt her fellow redhead’s fingers reach in and grip the waistband of her undies. Before the nerd could beg for mercy Rowena pulled high as fabric stretched out of the jeans.

Charlie, being the nerd that she was only had themed underpants. They were all mostly briefs but each one had a theme. The pair she was wearing as Rowena yanked them up her back was of course the nerdiest of all themes, Star Wars.

The blue waistband read Star Wars across them, and the black fabric of the panties were adorned with different colored lightsabers of the Jedi. Blue, Green, Yellow, Purple, even a teal one on the left cheek.

Charlie got to her feet, her hands going to her rear trying to alleviate the pain to no avail. Rowena, stronger than she looked, brought the nerd to her tippy toes as the panties were past Charlie’s bra strap.

“Ahhh, ahh.” Charlie said as she leaned back on her tippy toes. Rowena managed to bring her head to Charlie’s shoulders to whisper into her ear.

“Now listen here lassie, you are going to fix my underwear or so help me I am going to make it, so you have to eat out of these.” Rowena said as she pulled Charlie’s dorky panties up with each word. The cotton fabric dug deep into the nerd’s behind, and she was sure this was the worst wedgie she had ever been given.

“Deal, deal. Just let go.” Charlie said in agony. Rowena lifted once more for emphasis before letting the dorky panties snap back to Charlie’s rear.

“Hurry up, dearie.” The witch said turning around. Charlie wasn’t even given time to fix her own wedgie as she carefully pulled out Rowena’s wedgie over her dress. She tried not to fondle the witch’s rear too much, but it was difficult and surprisingly firm. Once Rowena was pleased, she stepped away from Charlie and walked back to her seat.

“We will never speak of this again.” The witch said with authority.

“No, duh. Think I want to share that an evil witch gave me a wedgie?” Charlie responded. Rowena gave her one last glance before going back to her spells.

Charlie dug the Star Wars themed fabric from between her cheeks and was actually thankful when she was done. She was thankful Rowena didn’t know what an atomic was because the witch could probably do it.