Request Sleepover wedgie

This request is for "GatorGirl1995". Hope you like it. And hope you don't mind that I tied it to the wedgie jutsu series. Next: "The Journey of the wedgie 6". Next request: "Attack on Titan" for wepa8396. So stay tuned please.

Hinata, born a Hyūga, was standing in her wide, white kitchen, preparing some snacks in form of several popcorn bowls and soda cans. All while humming the newest song of Kibas heavy metal band, she didnt' even like, yet that had potetential to be newest earworm in her vast collection. Not that the band was bad, it just wasn't Hinata's style. She probably wouldn't of buyed it if they hadn't been friends for years. And hey, Boruto and Naruto had left to spend an entire weekend in the woods, doing some actual, non wedgie related bonding. And her doughter was on her very first sleepover. A magic moment, Hinata knew, since she had never forgoten hers. And one day, while she had visited her good friend Akemi, the owner of the nearest grocery shop and a wild party girl, they hat sat in the mids of green bushes and discussed some desperately needed change. All while sharing some wonderfull biscuits and green tea. All... while they had company in the form of  Sarada, Ino, and Sakura. The weather had been beautiful, no clouds to be seen, a large yellow ball shining down on them.  And birds sang their wonderful, harmonic melodies. Seeds had been planted... and it didn't take long for them to grow...

The doorbell rang. Wow, that's what I call in time, Hinata thought with a smile. She wiped both hands on her apron and walked to the front door, which she opened mere seconds later. And if she had been suprised before, the size of that doubled as she saw not one, not two but all three of her expected guests. The weather seemed to have chinged since the last time Hinata had been able to look outside. By now the entire sky was filled with black clouds and a astonishing amount of rain raced down from the sky, only to find their quick ends when reaching the surface. As a result of that Ino, Sakura and Sarade were wearing colourfull rain jackets, their heads covered by large hoods. And every single one of them was wearing a warm smile on their face. They looked up to her. "Well, well, who do we have here?" Hinata tilted her head and gave them a quick wave. "I'm sorry, but I don't buy any scout cookies! But perhaps next week. I would have to check my plan for the following weeks. I'm sure you would be patient enough to wait while I do that? Hm?" Sakura, whose Jacket was just as pink as their hair, rolled her green eyes in a warm gesture. "Not bad, keep going and your humor will be just as good as my mom's best beat poetry readings." "Ouch", Sarada murmured, desperately trying to hold back a grin. Unlike the other's she was wearing a grey backpack, pressed it against the left side of her body. In that that very thing lay the the books and  notes she needed to work on the novel she was writting. And who could blame her? It was hard to be productive when Kiba and his friends would often perform their "music" for hours and hours, filling entire nights with something that resembled explosions more closely then actual tunes or lyrics. Speaking of which... Sarada frowned. "That noise..." Hinata's eyes widened. "Oh, sorry!" She ran back inside and switched the music of. On her way over the carpet she called: "Please, come in before you drown!" They laughed and followed the woman of the house inside. They sat down in the living room and and started to chat, to laugh, to exchange the latest gossips and rumors, before moving onto discussing their latest reads. All while they did that Sarada sat on the nearby sofa and looked (quit literally) the other way. Not uttering a single word, just writing things down from time to time. She did her best not to blush whenever her gaze wandered to the family pictures covering the wall. Looking at Boruto was still so awfully weird nowadays. How should a future Hokage act around her crush... when not only he had given her a wedgie, but she had taken things one step further with her revenge? She bit her lower lip, as she started to smile. The memory of that day when everything ended, of Borutos scream as she yanked his underwear out of his shorts and pulled them over his head... it was awful but at the same time nearly to good to be true... She shook her black haired head and started to pen further details about her made up cultures, weapons and character biographies. One word after another she filled the block of paper with her mind. Letters, words, sentences, paragraphes... magic. For as long as she could remember it has fascinated her to witness how entire universes could be formed by just one person, without requiring a camera man, a make up artist or any rented cars or sets. Just like that. All while working without a time limit, sneaking into fictional heads in a way far superior to film or television - atleast if  you asked her. From time to time she has even convinced mister Manga, namely Boruto, read a novel and benefit from it. On the other side she had not suffered when he took her to the theatre. At least not becouse of the program. No, she had turned tomato red since their bodys were that close. She could of touched his hand with ease, could of... "Sweety!" That was her mother's voice. Sarada sighed and looked at her. "What? I swear, if you disrupting me just to tell me another one of your stupid knock, knock jokes..." Sakura frowned. "What? I thought you love them!" Sarada sighed. "I did. When I was four years old! That's why usually don't make them, remember?" "Oh... right." Both daughter and mother started to laugh in unison. All while rain ran down the window like the tears of a hidden, abstract creature. The yellow, almost golden light in the room was the exact opposite to the cold outside. Did Boruto and Naruto really have a good time? Who knew... "Well, what is it?", Sarada asked. She wiped a tear of joy from her left cheek. Sakura did the same. "There are a few bottles of red tears in the fridge. Could you bring them to us?" "Well, if you say please..." Sarada wasn't as sure as she managed to sound. It wasn't exactly safe for her mum to get drunk. Crashing a hotel was bad enough... but how should Sarada talk her mother out of trouble if she wrecked the leaf village? Sakura seemed to read her mind, as she gave her daughter a strong, caring smile. "I'll take care of myself - I swear it!" "Don't worry little one", Ino added. the blond woman leaned back in her chair and added: "In the worst scenario I'll knock her out, promise!" Sakura rolled with her eyes once more. And Sarada started to feel a little better. "Well, in that case I guess I could..." She left the sentence unfinished on purpose. And her mother swallowed the bait. "Please?" Sarada snickered. "That's better!" So she followed the request and got the drinks, one for every single adult in the house. She continued her work afterwards. Unfortunately it didn't take long before the "grown ups" got into a funny mood. "Hey!, Ino cried, before throwing both house shoes from her feet. "How did that Jutsu that your boys used go again?" She snickered and started to form random hand signs. For a few minutes nothing happened... until everything changed. One blink later Hinata let out a high pitched scream as she looked down at herself, only to find that she had been striped down to nothing but her underwear. Namely: a pink bra and pink granny panties with... Sarada’s face on them! The young Uchiha was the only other person not to laugh. Instead she started to blush and look away. that Underwear was part of giant merchandise deal she had agree to a few years ago. To be frank: She had thought the idea was stupid, that nobody would buy it. After all, she had never understood how anybody would want to wear their interests on their clothing. Well, she had been wrong. The pencils, the notebooks, the cups, the calendars, washing towels, the clothing... They all were out of stock pretty quickly. Partially becouse her mum rushed from left to right, a to b in order to market all those sings. Once Sakura Haruno was in to something, she was REALLY in to it. It was incredible but true: Ino had really used that certain Jutsu. There she stood, with a giant grin on her face, and held up Hinatas clothes. Hinata raised to her feet and murmured: "Please give me my clothes this is so embarassing! “ Sakura raised her eyebrows. "why do you have bra and panties with my daughters face on them?" She coudn't of sworn that Hinata hadn't bought clothing but other merchandise. Or was she confusing her with someone else? But who? Iruka had always praised her memory. She almost had to laugh. What would he say about this? Sarada bit her lower lip and did everything she could not to look at Hinata. "Hinata sama", she murmured, her head nearly as  red as her sharingans. This... isn't... fuchking happening, she thought, greatful that none of her friends were here to witness this mess. However, Ino seemed to misunderstand her comment. She nodded, cast a quick glance over her shoulder and said: "haha that’s too funny!" And, as her father had always murmured, when going out with Shikamaru and Choji's dads: "She just cant stop!" Following that stance she turned to Sakura. And she didn't like the joke nearly as much once it was pulled on her. She got stripped down to her pink bra... and pink granny panties with Borutos face on them. What. The. Hell! Was there even one normal adult in this village? "What? Who put these on me?!" Hinata forgot about her own shame for a moment and stared at her. Worms seemed to crawl through her stomach. She shook her head. "really Sakura... Why do you have my son’s face on your bra and panties?" Granted, when Boruto had been born she and Naruto had discussed some weird merchandise just in order to have some silly fun. But they had never followed through on it. So how the hell could Sakura be wearing the exact copie of their design? Did she even want to know the answer? Ino was pretty much the only person up this up to this point that had consistent fun. "Haha", she giggled.  "this is too good!" Sarada didn't dare to say anything. This was just to weird to be true. It coudn't be, right? And she feared that it would turn into reality once she acknowledged it any shape or form. "Man, I feel like a kid again!" Ino was bent over now, holding her aching Stomach with both hands, while her purple Top slipped up her back, revealing a thin pink line of fabric. "Like a kid again... yeah." Hinata and Sakura exchanged a quick look. Then they started to smile. "And you know what kids do when they feel treated unfairly, right?", Sakura asked. Ino blinked. "Hm?" But before she could say or do anything else, her friends rushed in her direction and gave her the same treatment that she had given them. From one second to the next Ino was in nothing but her pink bra and pink granny panties with sasukes face on them . Sakura coudn't believe what she was seeing. This had to be a weird, weird dream. Or ateast she hoped so. Pretty humiliating, Ino thought. Her thoughts started to race through her mind. The only solution she could come up with was the thought of an ever worse scenario. "least it was'nt Naruto", she thought. "THAT would have been humiliating!" Hinata stared at her. "What did you say about my husband?" Ups. Ino seemed to have spoken out loud. She was really out of control at the moment. Sarada didn't' speak, not a single word. Instead she she thought "Wake up! Come on, wake u!" over and over. "Ino... why do you have pictures of my husband's face on your underwear?" Sakura's voice was sugar sweet, calm. But everybody who knew her understood that this was hardly a good sign. She stepped closer to the other woman. One could almost see that smoke coming from her ears. "Okay..." Sarada shook her head. Whatever was going on here... she wasn't in favour of letting in continue in her presence. The signs were simply not that comfortable. And so she packed her things and went for the door.  But she was stopped... and by someone unexpected. This was a dream, Hinata decided. Or at least she had entered the realm of insanity. Either way... what was there to lose? She noticed how Sarada tried to sneak towards the door and went for her.  She striped her down to her pink bra and pink granny panties with... Naruto’s face on them! Oh god, Hinata thought, her cheeks turning red. She remembered the time when she had published Naruto biography. Hey, they had even read the audiobook together. However, Naruto had soon found an agent that told them to "think bigger". And so they had sold pretty much everthing and across the world. They had (unwillingly) agreed to a underwear collection. The idea was absurd, on the other side als surreal and funny. But they had demanded that the underwear stock was severly limited. And so the battle had ended in a 1 to 1 for them and their agent Shino. Why me?!, Sarada thought. Where were those kidnapping aliens when you goddamn needed them?! Ino and Sakura gasped in unison: "huh... Naruto... huh?" Their eyes were as big as watermelons! Hinata snickered. What should hold her back now? This couldn't be real. Eather she was dreaming or she had simply lost her mind. Or... both. "You’re gonna pay for stealing my underwear!" "Didn't I tell you? I'm not a fan of people humiliating my daughter!", Sakura said, stepping behind Hinata and grabbing her underwear with both of her hands. Hinata blinked. "Huh?" She turned her head. "Oh come on!", Hinata muttered. "You can't be seri..." Sakura didn't answer. Or at least she didn't do it with words. Instead she yanked Hinata's underwear towards the ceiling! Hinata shrieked as her feet left the ground and she started to kick through the air. "On top of the world", Sakura snickered and started to bounce her friend a few times. Then she throw her (not to harshly, they were friends after all and this wasn't exactly a serious battle)... only to find herself on the wrong side of an attack! From one second to the next Ino was raising towards her, finishing her bottle of red tears while on the way. They slammed into each other! Rolled over the floor, grunted, grabbed each others arms, tried to gain controll! And it was Sakura who managed to grab Ino's underwear first, giving it some pretty good pulls! Ino screams, she tried to get up, to create some room to breath for herself. But all that this created was her underwear got deeper and deeper into her butt. She groaned, wriggled left and right - in vain. Sakura laughed. And she increased the power of her pull over and over... over and over... and over. Until... there was the sound of ripping underwear that could be heard! Ino shrieked and Sakura released the fabric, allowing her friend to stumple to the ground. Then she turned her attention to Hinata... or at least she was planning on doing so, when Hinata was suddenly behind her, grabbing her underwear and... honestly, ripping it off in one go! In one! Sakura screamed and ran for the bathroom where, as she well know, hung a guest bathrobe. Hinata looked after her, rubbing her butt... when the final revenge of this evening finally took place. Sarada appeared behind her... and pulled her underwear high enough to let it rip with a loud, sharp sound. Ino, still lying, yet kinda smiling at the suprise, rolled with her eyes. Hinata looked at the hole at the top of her undies.  And Sarada finally felt good about herself again.


"What's up?", Naruto asked his son, as they were sitting in the large, well lighted dinner area of the motel "Honey cherry". Hey... who could camp in that weather? Boruto shook his head. "It's..." Weird, he thought. Instead he said outloud: "It's nothing." For some reason he had just suddenly thought about wedgies. Out of the blue. His butt was even hurting a litte. Just why? He shrugged. Whatever, he thought, unwilling to continue with this topic. Instead he looked away from the rain colliding with the window and went for the "ramen special" on the table in front of him.