Goku's Wedgie Interrogation - Alternate Perspective

“GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

“Uhmm, commander?” A Red Patrol soldier asked, looking through a one-way mirror into an interrogation/torture cell.

“Yes, private?” His commanding officer asked, watching through the mirror too.

“Who is this child?”

“Don’t you recognise him? That’s the little runt that’s been ruining our plans for the past several years!”

“Ohhh, that’s Goku? I thought the tail reminded me of something...” The soldier nodded, watching as the black-haired monkey child flailed around in his bound and suspended state, “How did we capture him? Isn’t he strong enough to bench press our strongest tanks?”

“Yes indeed, funny story! He was chasing after Mercenary Tao when he fell down a cliff. Obviously he survived the fall, but when we found him he was stuck up in a tree, unable to get down by himself, so Mercenary Tao simply captured him and brought him here!”

The soldier nodded again, pressing a finger to his lips, “That makes sense. But Sir?”

“Yes, private?”

“Why are we giving this Goku child a hanging wedgie?” He asked, looking into the cell as Goku squirmed about, his orange briefs pulled out of his shorts and snagged onto a hook in the ceiling, leaving him suspended in a rather agonising wedgie.

“OWWWCH!”

“Oh, well when Tao found him he was hanging from the back of his shorts, which had been snagged onto a tree. Tao reasoned that a wedgie was keeping him from using his full strength, and so kept him in a hanging wedgie for the past several hours. It seems to be working, thankfully.” The commander replied.

“HEEEEELP!”

“Huh... What a weird weakness.” The private mused.

“Yes, quite.” The commander nodded in agreement, “But at least its keeping him in check. With our strongest enemy captured and incapacitated, we’ll be unstoppable!”

“Hoorah for the Red Patrol!” The private smiled, watching as the door to the cell opened and watched Mercenary Tao walk in and begin circling Goku, who simply glared and continued squirming around in his hanging wedgie.

“Tao was kind enough to help us with the interrogations. Hopefully we’ll be able to get some information out of the runt.”

“And if we don’t, Sir?”

“Then he’s in for some painful days ahead. See? Tao’s already gotten started.” He pointed as Tao lifted Goku from the hook, keeping a firm grip on the back of his orange briefs.

“I’M NOT TELLING YOU ANYTHING! H-HEY WAIT, LET GO OF MY UNDIE-AAAAAAGH!”

The private winced, “Ouch. I feel sorry for the boy’s backside. It’s gonna need surgery to remove his underwear from his butt.”

“Most likely.” The commander agreed, “But if it works, it works.”

“ACK! OW! AGH! EEK! OOCH!”

“I never knew Tao was such an expert in wedgie giving, Sir. He’s bouncing Goku up and down like a professional bully!”

“Apparently he learned his techniques from his martial arts teacher who used ‘unique’ discipline methods on his students.” The commander explained, watching Goku squeal and yelp with each firm bounce.

“I’m glad I never had to experience such discipline!” The private chuckled, “It looks brutal.”

“Indeed.”

“I’M GONNA BEAT YOU UP IF YOU DON’T STO-AAAIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

The private gasped and covered his eyes from the wedgie onslaught, Goku’s briefs shooting up his front as Tao expertly gripped both sides of his briefs, still holding him in the air before moving his hands up and down as if sawing wood, causing the wedgie to really begin flossing Goku’s butt!

Even the Commander himself couldn’t help but flinch at the brutality, “Oh dear, I think that runt’s balls have just been crushed quite badly by his own underwear! I shouldn’t have expected anything less from Tao.”

“Y-Yes sir...” The private gulped, noting to never get on Mercenary Tao’s bad side as the squeaky clean continued, causing Goku to go cross eyed from the pain to his butt as well as his poor testicles.

“S-STOOOOP! MERCYYYYY! I WONT TELL YOU ANYTHING BUT STOOOP!”

“I think that’s the first time anyone’s heard that boy beg for mercy Sir. Quite surprising it took a wedgie for that to happen.”

“Yes, indeed.” The Commander mused, “Maybe we should use wedgies for interrogation more often. They are proving to be quite effective.”

“I’ll make a note of it for the future, Sir.” He nodded, watching as Tao bent Goku over the interrogation table and began fiercely yanking up and down on Goku’s briefs, which had now stretched out a ridiculous amount, “His underwear is made of surprisingly strong fabric, Sir.”

“OOOOOOOWWWWWCHHHH!!”

“It appears so. Much to his misfortune of course, as that just makes it easier for us to keep interrogating him.”

“Uhh, Sir?”

“Yes Private?”

“Tao hasn’t asked Goku any questions for a while now. He appears to just be wedgieing him.”

The commander watched for a few seconds and frowned, noting that indeed Tao seemed to be mainly focused on causing as much pain to the monkey-boy’s bottom half as possible, “Oh dear, you may be right. He might be angry about his last defeat to the boy.”

“It appears so. He’s practically red faced from the effort he’s going to to wedgie the boy!” The private shook his head, watching as Tao stretched the waistband of Goku’s briefs up and up towards his prisoner’s head, beginning to push it down over the top of Goku’s forehead and face.

“H-HEY! NO STOP, WHAT ARE YOU DOI-MMMMPH! HRRRRRFFFFF!”

“Ah, yes it might be time to stop the interrogation.” The commander finally admitted, “An atomic wedgie isn’t exactly the best way to interrogate a prisoner.”

“Exactly Sir, how can a prisoner answer questions if his mouth is smothered by his own underwear?” The Private nodded, watching as Tao was escorted out of the interrogation room, at the order of the commander. The two spectators watched as Goku remained lying flat on the table, panting heavily into his own underwear, his butt and balls thoroughly destroyed by Tao’s wedgie onslaught, as was his spirit. “At the very least, he seems more docile now?”

“Hrrrmmm....”

“You’re right. Perhaps I should go in there and ‘have a word’ with him...” The Commander smiled.

“You, Sir?” The private gasped, watching the commander head towards the door into the interrogation chamber, “Are you sure?”

“Well the boy seems much more obedient now, don’t you think? And considering he has been attacking my army for quite a while, I think I deserve to ask a couple of questions.”

“V-Very well Sir, but I’ll be watching in case you need my help!” The private saluted.

“Good man.” The Commander smiled and nodded, heading into the interrogation room.

“Well, at least the commander will be more lenient than Tao was. Wait... Where did the commander get that paddle from?” The private blinked, before wincing as he watched the Commander go to down on Goku’s backside.

“HHRRRMM? FRR”-SWAT!-“MMMMMFFFF!”-SWAT!-“MMMMRRRRFFF!”SWATSWATSWAT!

The private shook his head, “Should have known the Commander was angry at Goku for ruining his plans... I don’t think we’ll be getting anything out of this interrogation either... Except a prisoner with a sore butt and crushed balls.”


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