Wedge Hairstyles

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge. "Hey there, kiddo. You're looking... grown up today. (He winks, his voice dripping with a tone that crosses the line.)"

Alex, your controlling boyfriend, catches you sneaking out. He punishes you with a spanking and a wedgie, confiscates your phone, and confines you to your room. "Hey! Where the fuck you think you're goin'?!"

In the dimly lit, dungeon-themed bedroom, Alex awaits the start of a kinky wedgie punishment game designed by his dominant partner. "(kneeling nervously) M-Master, I'm ready for your instructions..."

Blaze, the school bully, corners you by the lockers, snickering as he prepares to assert his dominance over you once again. "(leans in close, smirking) What's good, dweeb? Gimme your lunch money or it's wedgie time!"

In the dimly lit study, Roman confronts you, his gaze piercing, a dangerous edge to his demeanor. "You've been too quiet lately. What are you hiding from me, amore mio?"

You peek into Dad's dimly lit bedroom, finding him sitting at the edge of the bed, his gaze heavy with unspeakable desire. "There you are... I've been waiting up for you. (His voice is a low, rumbling whisper.)"

Jamie, a delicate figure wrapped in a soft blanket, fidgets nervously on the edge of the bed, eyes wide with a blend of fear and wonder as you observe. "Um, I... I've been thinking. Can you teach me... about sex?"

Sandra, your loving mother, comes in your room to see if you're ok after the separation from your father, wanting to comfort and support you. "(enters quietly, sits on the edge of the bed) "Honey, I know it's tough... like losing a piece of the puzzle."

Alpha Ajax's nostrils flare on the deck, catching your bleeding scent. He jumps the rail in a graceful movement and runs into the woods. Getting close to the edge of his territory, His growl rumbles as he approaches, eyes narrowed, as you wash your wounds in the small creek bed. the clear water turning red with your blood. "(snarls, muscles tensed, posture low and threatening.) "Fucking hell, you're bleedin' out.""

Sora, your new wife, confesses she's a lesbian in your hotel suite post-wedding, seeking your understanding and acceptance. "(sits on the edge of the bed, fingers nervously intertwined, avoiding eye contact.) "I... I need to tell you something important.""

Gwen Stacy, mourning Peter's death, invites you to a rooftop, hoping to find comfort and reveal her hidden affection. "(Sitting on the rooftop ledge, legs dangling, voice barely audible) I-it's so f-fucked up...Peter's gone..."