The Worst Idea
the third installment of the bad idea series featuring Rocket Raccoon.
Done as a request for a few fans of seeing the raccoon in some wedgie shenanigans.
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All characters in the story above are 18+ and belong to their respective owners.
Rocket Raccoon was on his own travelling a random cluster in the ass-end of Rocket from the galaxy, he had recently received an offer for a job, The raccoon was currently taking a break from his duties as a guardian of galaxy due to the team having an additional few members, Rocket was happy that he could put the high stakes end of the universe jobs on hold for a bit for something a bit simpler.
Rocket Landed his ship on a nearby planet, and walked to the specific coordinates left to him by his client, it was a small town not very populated.
Rocket arrived at this old abandoned looking building and after taking a moment to examine the dilapidated structure the raccoon entered the premises.
Rocket was rather looking forward to meeting his client excited to see if he was someone wealthy who could pay a high number of credits, however when the raccoon saw who it was, he let out a frustrated sigh.
'Hello rocky!' blackjack smirked as he stood across from the raccoon
"Blackjack..." Groaned rocket as he facepalmed
'Now why are you giving me such a dour expression as that!?'
"What do you want blackjack...?" Sighed Rocket with annoyance in his voice.
'Oh, nothing just a new job that's opened up recently!'
"What kinda job are we talkin' here?"
'Breaking into a camp and helping an associate of mine escape.'
"And would I be getting paid, rabbit?"
'Of course, rodent! You will be appropriately compensated don't you worry!' blackjack smirked
"What's with the smirk? You better not be planning any funny business..."
'No no funny business rocky you'd think id betray you?'
"Is that a trick question? Of course, I do! You've done it a hundred times before!"
'Well, this time I won't I promise! Now come on we have a job to do!' Blackjack headed to the ship teasing the raccoon by wiggling his ass.
"How do I always let you talk me into these things?" sighed the raccoon following blackjack to his ship.
'Because you like money like I like money!' As the two entered the cockpit blackjack began to plot a course to the prison complex where the prisoner was being held.
"It's true, I do like money..."
'Okay so here's the part where we strip to our undies!'
"Okay, time to strip! ...Wait what? Why are we stripping!?"
'The base has sensors which detect metal and nearly every fabric every fabric except...'
"Except underwear? What a weird type of sensor."
'Blame the designer of the base not me! Now strip!'
"Fine..." Rocket started to strip down to his tighty whities.
As the raccoon stripped down blackjack stared gleefully on that thick raccoon ass covered by some cute briefs. Rocket's fat cheeks jiggled slightly as he tossed his clothes off to the side.
"This is so embarrassing. We better not get seen like this..."
'With your fat ass that will be difficult...' Blackjack began to strip himself.
"Your fat cheeks clap with every step! If anyone is gonna get us caught it's you!"
'Just shut up!' Blackjack attached a cable to the back of rocket's briefs
"Hey, what do you think you're doing!? Get that thing off my undies!"
'We need to rappel down!' Blackjack then attached a cable to his own briefs as well which were a baby blue with white trimming.
"By our underwear!? That is a terrible idea!"
'Well, it's the best we got!' The rabbit pushed a button and a trap door opened below the two as they instantly fell down.
"Damn you, JaAAAAAAAAHHH!" yelled rocket in surprise as he suddenly started falling.
the wedgie hit rocket like a space truck as the raccoon felt the cold winds of the asteroid blow over his exposed brown furred butt as the briefs rammed into his asscrack giving a nasty hanging wedgie, it looked like the atmosphere of the asteroid was safe and had breathable air that was great for rocket as he was able to take big gulps to let out a loud pained scream.
Jack let out a scream of his own, his briefs cutting just as deep as Rocket's. After a few seconds of calibration, the ship's cables descended further down, allowing the pair of nerds to enter the prison, bypassing the scanners. However, the cable stopped short of the ground, leaving the dorks dangling just a foot or two up. No matter what they tried, they could not unhook their own cables either.
"OWWW! That really flarkin hurt!" Rocket clenched his thick furry asscheeks around the thin strip of fabric that was jammed between them.
"My poor butt..."
'Join the club!' Growled blackjack through gritted teeth as the rabbit hung across from the raccoon in a similar predicament.
"How do we get down? My underwear isn't gonna rip anytime soon! I got the extra durable ones."
'Damn me too! I didn't think this through...' Blackjack rubbed his burning wedgied rump as the two dangled in midair.
"You can't be serious!? You don't know how to get us down!? Ugh! my butt can't take much more! We gotta figure something out quick!"
'I agree...' said blackjack nodding with a pained expression.
"Any bright ideas?"
'Well you could unhook me... but that would require you to get up close and personal with my...'
"No! no way!"
blackjack smirked.
"I guess if that's the only way..."
The rabbit spun himself around and his blue bunny buns beckoned rocket.
'Hurry up before we get caught rodent! You'll need both hands to undo the cable~' Jack teased.
Rocket groaned, picking up on what the rabbit was implying. "I better get an extra 50% for this, bunny..." he grumbled, shoving his face between Blackjack's buttcheeks, biting down on the briefs splitting them as his hands went to work on the hook.
Rocket grumbled, as his face went right between blackjack's ass as he tried to unhook his briefs.
'That's it~ little more!' the rabbit smirked as he wiggled his ass across rocket's face to tease him as he tried to unhook the rabbit's briefs.
Rocket let out a muffled groan into blackjack's fat, jiggling butt. After a few more seconds raccoon finally managed to get blackjack's underwear unhooked.
Blackjack fell to the floor picking his wedgie as he snickered at rocket who was still hanging.
'You make an excellent chandelier!'
"Just get me down from here before we get caught, damnit!"
'Okay okay keep your undies on!'
Blackjack jumped up and pulled on the dangling raccoon's legs
"YOOOOWWWW!" Rocket yelled out in pain as his whities dug even deeper between his buttcheeks.
'Oh stop whining!'
The blue furred rabbit hopped onto rocket's back and started fiddling with the raccoon's underwear
"Just get me down from here, you jerk!"
Blackjack finally unhooked rocket's briefs before the two suddenly fell to the floor with blackjack's massive robust rear sitting on the raccoon's back
'Thanks for breaking my fall~'
"Get your fat ass off me!" Rocket squirmed and tried to escape from beneath the rabbit.
Blackjack smirked as he got off and picked wedgie before the two continued into the prison.
Rocket got to his feet and picked his briefs out of his crack.
"I'm glad that's over with! You know where we're going?"
'Yes through the ventilation system! Afterwards we drop down into the cell to free the inmate.'
Blackjack opened a nearby vent cover with decent effort.
'After you. Rocky...'
Rocket bent down and crawled into the vent as he struggled fit his hips inside.
"Bit of a tight fit..."
'Well do you have any better ideas!?' blackjack smirked giving rocket's brief-clad rear a good smack.
"Ack! Hey, hands off the merchandise! I don't have any ideas... I was just saying it's a tight fit is all."
'Well with your giant ass everything's a tight fit!'
blackjack shoved rocket's big booty into the vent with a shoulder charge.
Rocket grunted as his butt made the squeeze into the vent.
Blackjack followed him in only to feel his rear also get stuck.
'Umm rocket...?'
"What is it now, bunny?"
'I.... I'm stuck...' Blackjack blushed as he wiggled his ass trying to squirm in.
"Ha! who's got the fat ass now?"
'Just pull me in!'
Rocket with a smug smile grabbed the rabbit's wrists and tried to pull the stuck bunny into the vent.
Blackjack squirmed in discomfort as his butt squeezed slightly but not fully through with a pop.
'Grr I should have layed off the carrots!'
"Heh, I don't think that would help. Your butt is just naturally big!"
'S-shut it! just pull me in rodent!'
"I'm trying! Your ass is too damn big!"
Blackjack continued squirming as rocket pulled harder trying to get that blue butt to fit through the vent opening.
"Almost there! little more!"
With one last pull Rocket managed to get blackjack's butt into the vent.
"Okay let's get moving!"
The two crawled through the vent until they reached the predicted co-ordinates of the cell holding their prisoner.
"Is that the guy? Let's get him and get outta here!"
Rocket kicked the grate and hopped down into the cell, it was dark and hard to see any occupants.
"I can't see him!"
'Well he's gotta be here somewhere! Just keep looking so we can get outta here!'
Blackjack saw a faint, large, burly figure in the cell, and it growled towards the two undie wearing nerds.
'Oh dear!'
"Is that the guy we're here for? He doesn't seem happy to see us..."
'Uh oh...' It was a familiar raptor mercenary one who left the two of them in a centaur wedgie last time, during a heist which involved the two. Blackjack had made the error to forget smuggling guns into the base.
As the raptor, raccoon and rabbit all stared at each other, the blue furred bunny realized there was no way the mercenary wouldn't be bullying at least one of them. But at this stage, one of them being bullied would serve as the perfect distraction for the other to get back up the vent and complete the mission. Blackjack shoved Rocket toward the raptor and jumped, using his cybernetic legs to reach the air duct and climb back inside.
'he's all yours rocket!'
"What the hell, Jack!" Rocket Gulped as the burly raptor towered over him, "Hey there big guy, how's it going?" chuckled the raccoon nervously.
"Well now long time no see Rocketbutt!" laughed The raptor in a deep voice as he cracked their knuckles as he suddenly spun rocket around before gripping the waistband of his whities.
"Any chance we could just talk this out?" Rocket gave an adorable face to avoid a butt-flossing.
'no.'
The raptor hoisted rocket right into the air cutting his briefs right into his furry butt, his crack was an inferno from the rugburn.
"OOOWWWWWW!" Rocket yelled out in pain as his tighty whities once more went from being comfortable to being used as a weapon against his own ass in a split second.
'Yup! just as thick assed as I remember!" Laughed the raptor bouncing rocket further stretching out his briefs.
"My ass isn't ahhh! that big, you jerk!" The bouncing raccoon squealed as the painful bouncing stretched his undies further by the second, Rocket felt every inch of his undies dig up his ass, as the raptor used the raccoon like a yo-yo.
Rocket's fat asscheeks continued to jiggle and bounce as the fabric brutally chafed his crack raw.
"IT HUUUURTS!"
'It's supposed to Runt!' laughed the raptor making rocket's undies scream with a loud stretch as he bounced up and down.
"Please stop! You're gonna rip 'em!" Rocket pleaded for mercy as his whities stretched to lengths he didn't even know possible.
The Raptor began to spin the poor nerdy raccoon around like a massive propellor as his vision became a blur.
"Gaaaaahh!" Rocket started to get dizzy, but his underwear remained firmly intact despite the immense force of the wedgie.
After a few minutes of spinning The raptor finally let him go leaving a long beavertail trailing from rocket's buttcrack.
"Okay nerd lead the way!" laughed the Jurassic space mercenary.
Rocket groaned in pain and slowly got to his feet, still slightly dazed.
"Give me a second to recover..."
'I'll get the door!' smiled blackjack in the vent as he hacked open the cell doors.
"We don't got all day fuzzbutt!" the Raptor Smacked Rocket's rear watching it jiggle like a water balloon.
"Ack!" The raccoon's thick booty wobbled from the spank as he started to lead the way out, rubbing his rear in the process.
Blackjack descended from the vent shaft as the raptor calmed down and joined the raptor and rocket, the blue rabbit followed the long trail of cotton leading behind the dorky trash panda.
"Wow he really wedged you good rocky!" smirked the blue rabbit with a smug look of superiority plastered on that face.
"Shut up! You owe me a pair of briefs for this!" Rocket said very annoyed with the entire job.
"You can buy a pair with your cut!" retorted Blackjack quietly staring at rocket's hypnotic butt wiggling with every pained strut the raccoon took.
The three undie clad rogues dashed through the facility hoping to avoid any guards or obstacles.
"Why do I gotta buy a new pair when you're the one who got them ruined!?"
'I didn't ask you to do this job!'
"YES, YOU FLARKIN DID!"
'Rocky that was in the past let it go!'
Rocket groaned annoyed at the rabbit's remarks.
'Besides you're the one who let yourself get caught by Jurassic jackass over here!"
"I didn't let myself get caught, you pushed me towards him!"
As the three ran through the prison corridors an obstacle blocked their path a strong muscular sergal guard blocked their path.
"BACK IN YOUR CELLS NERDS!"
The Sergal fired a tranquilizer dart towards the three, Black jack and the raptor dodged with ease of course all except...
"Oh shiii..."
The dart hits Rocket right in the arm.
The raccoon's vision became blurred and right before he started losing consciousness, he saw his two allies abandon him as they ran away deeper into the prison towards the exit.
Right before rocket passed out the Sergal guard towered over the raccoon's weakening body. the sergal's laugh rang in rocket's ears as his vision became dark.
rocket woke up clad in his briefs and in a prison cell, The raccoon looked around to examine his surroundings, still a bit groggy.
"Huh? What just happened? Where are my clothes?"
Rocket heard a distant slam of cell doors closing, he shortly heard some footsteps echo nearer to his current location a cell.
"Hello? Who's there!? Show yourself!"
The doors slid open and a buff wolf guard walked in towering over the brief clad raccoon.
"So, you're the new inmate!"
"Inmate!? For what!? Let me outta here, I ain't don't nothin'! You have no proof!"
"You broke out our most secure inmate! and my personal toy! and guess what! you're gonna be new one!"
"You can't make me your personal toy! That's gotta be against the rules!"
"WE AREN'T your average prison!" the guard began stripping to his underwear.
"What the hell are you doing? Put your clothes back on!"
the guard smiled evilly as he walked over to Rocket his muscular hand reaching for rocket's waistband.
"Cmere! fatass!"
Rocket realised what was about to happen and tried to run away.
"Nooo! Not again! My ass is still sore from last time!"
"Too bad now get that ass here!" The wolf pulled Rocket in by his tail towards him before wrapping his hands around that fresh new waistband put on rocket while he was unconscious. with the words wedgie bitch written on it.
"Ahhh! let me go! Please!" Rocket's buttcheeks clenched up in anticipation of the pain that was about to cover his crack.
"SCREAM LITTLE ROCKET!"
with one mighty heave the wolf yanked The raccoon's waistband straight up his back as Rocket's thick furry ass swallowed his own underwear with a course burn.
Rocket screamed loudly in agony as his briefs buried themselves between his fat cheeks, causing a painful friction burn along his crack.
"AAAAAGGGGGHHH!"
"God what a nice little ass!"
The wolf bounced his new toy up and down burying the undies further up his taint before giving that ass a nice squeeze.
Rocket squealed; his butt burned with intense pain as his whities mercilessly dug deeper up his ass with every slow butt-destroying bounce.
"Owwwww! Oh god, my aaasssss!"
"Nice undies." laughed the guard as he gave a quick audible stretch to rocket's underwear. "Man, this prison has some great quality underwear! perfect for torturing little sluts like yourself!"
another loud stretch echoed in the cell as the raccoon's undies chafed into his crevices.
"Gaaahhh!"
Rocket's torturer laughed as he felt his own rump split apart from the brutal butt flossing, Rocket's crotch went numb as the wolf gave his bubbly ass a hard smack.
"ACK!" The poor tortured raccoon yelped as his big buttcheeks wobbled from the stinging spank prompting the wolf guard to smirk at the toy's reaction which only served to fuel more spanking.
*SMACK*
"OWW! Hey, knock it off! That hurts!"
"Hmmm... Lemme think... no."
The wolf smacked that sexy brown ass again as he stretched the briefs over Rocket's head.
"Here have a HAT!"
Rocket let out an embarrassing squeal as his underwear came over his head.
"My briefs are so deep I can practically taste them!"
"Taste good?"
The wolf lifted him off the ground by the thin line of fabric in his ass causing rocket to kick his legs and whine pathetically as his butt chafed like crazy from the wedgie torment.
"N-no! It tastes like ass and fabric!"
"mmm~ ass!!! I bet you'd love the taste of mine!"
The wolf bounced him again, watching gleefully as those little legs thrashed around.
"P-please no! I don't wanna taste your butt!"
Rocket's butt felt like an inferno from hell, he flailed and kicked his legs harder but it only made it worse.
The wolf threw him onto his back and rocket's heart sank seeing a giant wolven ass descend towards his face.
The raccoon's eyes widened in fear.
"NNNNFFFFHH!"
The wolf plopped his huge fat ass all over rocket's face forcing rocket to take in the scent of the wolf's musky underwear.
"how's my briefs taste nerd!?"
Rocket could only yell and scream into the thick ass, but all that came out were muffled grunts.
The wolf grinded and wiggled darkening rocket's vision making the raccoon's view consist only of ass. The wolf then gripped the front of his new chair's waistband giving a few rough tugs.
Rocket's crotch was crushed by the painful Melvin, causing him to scream more into the wolf guard's ass and taste those sweet briefs.
"MMMMFFH!"
as the raccoon screamed the wolf pressed his ass down further onto Rocket's giving another mighty tug to his front crushing that little rocket.
After a few more minutes of struggling beneath the wolf's rump for a few minutes Rocket finally passed out and went still, not before filling the front of his underwear with his own seed.
however before he passed out he had one thought.
"this was all blackjack's fault!"
The wolf after seeing his toy pass out sat up and hung the unconscious Rocket from the prison ceiling in a wedgie cocoon waiting for him to wake up for next time...
The End