Wedgie Battle Royale 1

Steveo's first Wedgie Royale. Art by steveo, commissioned by me.
Characters from left to right: Claire Redfield, Mizore, Tifa, Sakura, Yoruichi, Nami and Revy.
In the midst of changing her clothes, Yoruichi peered around at her mopey looking acquaintances, scattered around the locker room that defied the rules of realm, time and space. Hoping to lighten the mood of the room, and to satisfy her craving for fun, the dark skinned girl stealthily approached the pony-tailed girl in denim shorts, easily the most irritable of the seven.
"WEDGIE!!" She shouted, plucking the red waistband that had been peeking above the shorts, and stretching them up their owners back.
"Gyah! The fuck!" Revy's hands swung to her rump, as if grabbing it would undo the pain and embarassment of having her legholes rammed up her crack. The five other girls cackled on as Revy frantically fought back against Yoruichi's grip.
"Hehe, wedgie!" Feeling inspired, Sakura dug her fingers into the skirt of the woman next to her, hoping to join in on the fun and fit in among the rest of these women. She gripped the sides of Tifa's heart print panties, and hoisted them high above her waist.
Tifa gasped as her undergarments suddenly became on display, she turned her head back over her shoulder, her face a deep shade of red, and glared at Sakura. "Big. Fucking. Mistake!"
Before Sakura could process what had happened, the martial artist had flung her face down on the ground, and pinned her with a foot on her lower back.
"N-no!" Sakura squirmed and pleaded as she felt Tifa's fingers grope down into her shorts. "MOMMY!!" She shrieked and hugged Tifa's pivot leg as she was overwhelmed by painful sensation of cotton suddenly tearing into her ass.
Yoruichi didn't realize what she had set in motion, not until she had finished hooking Revy's leopard print undies over a coathook.
Nami joined the fray, she devilishly hopped behind Yoruichi, and gave a solid yank on her undergarments, throwing her off balance... and pushing her right up against the hanging Revy.
With a grin, Revy reached down over Yoruichi, and assisted the young orange-haired girl, and together they stretched the weaponized underwear over it's owners eyes.
Nami jokingly winked at Revy, throwing a thumbs up her way while Yoruichi blindly waddled about. "Yay, teamwork!" She said.
"Heh," Revy couldn't help but give a small laugh at Nami's lame reaction, but her attitude quickly changed when Nami dove her fingers into the back pocket of her shorts. "Give me back my fucking wallet, bitch!" Before Nami could take two steps, Revy had reached out and snagged her fingers around Nami's protruding panties.
"Yeep!" Nami dropped the wallet in surprise as her smiley panties hauled her back towards the hanging woman, and she looked on in horror as a very pissed off woman approached her, peeling her waistband away from her eyes.
Claire and Mizore had simply been watching the scene unfold, full of awe. Claire peered over at the expressionless woman, and gave her a friendly grin. "Might as well join the party!" She exclaimed, flipping up Mizore's skirt and grabbing hold of her striped panties. Mizore flailed about a bit at first, her usual cool exterior cracking, but she regained a bit of her composure, and retaliated against her assailant, hauling a red thong out of her shorts.