Rocko was in the middle of his fashion career, Wedgie Boy was all the rage in O-Town. It was still a bit new and embarrassing for him with everybody so focused on his body, and his underpants, but he was thankful it was never more than that.


     He’d get up in the morning and think about how silly it all was. Rocko often slept in the nude (thankfully none of his friends ever saw or knew about it, as far as Rocko knew...) When he’d go outside, all he’d do it put on his favorite shirt and a pair of shoes. Slipping both those on now, Rocko looked at himself in the mirror, turning slightly to view his body.


     “Nothing too weird about this, right? I’m all dressed.” Rocko thought - the area he’d wear underwear around was showing, but he didn’t feel exposed at all! He then grabbed a pair of underwear and held it in front of his waist - he felt a bit more naked now, he couldn’t exactly explain why! However, he had a show on tonight, so he took the undies with him and headed out the door.


     Another night, another runway. There was a whole line of underwear Rocko had to try out and show off. He’d already done it a few times before but it still felt funny to him, and a bit humiliating, but he tried to be tasteful about it. It was just underwear afterall! Somebody had to prance around in front of hundreds of people, getting photos taken of their front and back in just his underwear. Sometimes even full body shots including his face! He was a bit ashamed when other animals stared at him and seemed to recognize him as the wallaby in underpants. Was it really polite to imagine others in nothing but a tight pair of underpants? Because he sure felt strange with everyone doing that to him...

   
     “And now, here comes our star, wearing our latest new addition!” A voice echoed from the stage. Rocko was waiting behind the curtain lost in thought, he had to get changed now!


     The wallaby quickly kicked off his shoes and his little socks, leaving his lower half quite bare. He crossed his legs together as he unbuttoned his shirt, and reached for the first pair of bright red undies.


     Rocko had his fingers in his waistband, and just barely yanked them up as the curtains parted - showing a very nervous, surprised Wallaby standing in bright, red underpants. Rocko straightened up - giving everyone a better view of his outfit, as he shyly tapped together his fingers.


     “Oh my... oh my...” That was a close one! Rocko tried not to look nervous or think about if anyone saw anything as he stepped on stage. The crowd cheered, and a hundred cameras went off, flashing lights in his direction. Rocko prepared for it, and let everyone get their photos. Luckily he didn’t have much of a bulge in his underwear - not that he didn’t have anything there! It was just, his body was so round, and the underwear was so fitted, that he didn’t feel too exposed, thankfully.

 
     Everyone took their photos of him from his front and sides, and eventually the back as he headed down the catwalk. He smiled cheerfully at everyone chanting, “Wedgie Boy!” in his direction. Rocko counted another second or two before turning around and walking back.


     “WOAAAAAH!” 
     “Wedgie boy doesn’t have a wedgie anymore!”
     “Look at that BUTT!”


     Rocko snapped and turned around - what was everyone fussing about!? Did he not have enough of a wedgie going on? He tugged up the waistbands of his underwear and turned back. He tried to look like he was posing, but he was trying to check out his own briefs to see what was in the back. Surprisingly - nothing!


     “EEEEYYEEAAAAAAHHH!!” Rocko panicked, jumping in the air. These undies showed off his bare butt, plain and simple. Where was the backside?


     “And here we have our new BUTTLESS UNDERPANTS - whether your tail is big and large, or you just like showin’ off your fanny, these are the undies of the future!” The announcer voiced as Rocko became incredibly aware of the breeze and air against his butt. “Rock here is showing you the HOLE story...”


     “Egads!” Rocko covered his butt - there were quite a few swooning ladies in the audience, as well as some giggly animal men flashing their cameras towards his butt. Could they all see his most intimate little spot back there!?


     “Blimey...” Rocko bit his lip and blushed as he walked back stage, the audience cheering for him to move his hands - and it was part of his contract to not obscure the product he was showing off, or not let the audience see what he was trying to advertise for the company... so with an unwilling blush, Rocko removed his hands, and stood in place for a shy moment, letting everyone take some final pictures and close looks right at his bare butt, and his little wallaby hole behind him.


     “Guh...” Rocko sighed as he walked behind the curtain. “This is so degrading sometimes... Buttless Underpants? Who’d even need those?” Rocko tossed them on the ground, a little fumed.

 
     The curtains opened again, with Rocko’s nude butt facing the crowd as the announcer began, “And next, we have- GASP! Wedgie Boy!? Where are your underpants? Please! Be decent...” The crowd laughed, and immediately took pictures as Rocko looked back at everyone. He put his hands over his butt and raised his leg as he yelled.


     “Let’s give Wedgie Boy another minute folks, hurry up now~!” The announcer giggled as Rocko watched the curtains close again. 


     “I’m going to have a talk with my manager after this...” Rocko grumbled as he reached for the next pair of underpants - but this one barely counted - it was a thong! “Hey! What’s the big idea with this thing? It barely covers anything...”


     “Alriiiiiight~! Ready or not, here he comes...” The announcer laughed as the curtains rustled. Rocko gasped and slipped on the black thong right away. He quickly turned around, and felt a strange wobble between his legs.


     “Huh?” Rocko looked down, and for some reason unlike the others, this thong gave him quite the bulge! Well, at least he felt himself swinging around down there. “Don’t tell me they invented a Crotchless Thong...”


     Rocko, as well as all the animals in O-Town, looked right down between his legs to see a pudgy little bulge in semi-transparent black. For whatever reason, this thong was made to accentuate Rocko’s gender. So, no matter the size, he was going to be showing off the ‘boy’ in Wedgie Boy.


     “Oh my... oh my...” Rocko blushed as he stepped forward - every step made his bulge wiggle back and forth. Why were his balls so especially bouncy in this? Everyone’s cameras were getting an eyeful of what Rocko had in store down there. Rocko tried to hurry this one along, stepping left and right, keeping his legs a little more closed, but that just made his little bulge stand out more. It squeezed between his legs and pushed his bits up and forward.


     “Oooooooh, look at that~” A few fans giggled, Rocko following their eyes right between his legs. It made him just a bit excited, and he felt a small throb between his legs - the audience noticing a bit of push from it, causing everyone to laugh more.


     Rocko got up to the very front, turned around, and once against exposed most of his butt with a thong that didn’t cover him up very well. At least this time no one was looking at the little hole under his tail, but it was barely covered by the string behind him. He turned once more, remembering the semi-transparent color of his thong. He looked down, and it seemed fairly easy to outline where his penis was, and where his balls were. You’d think if it was all black that’d hide it, but his fur tone was very light, and he felt his long nose turn quite pink at the thought of everyone measuring him up, and being able to see his nervous little thingy tucked into the thong - especially with all the camera flashes seeping through the fabric!


     Not wanting to worry further, Rocko started walking back. He felt a quick SNAP sound to his side. The tight little thong broke! Rocko desperately grabbed the strings on the side as the thong started to loosen.


     “Oh no, oh no, oh no...” He started to hurry forward and tie the thong up, but the right side of the thong was slipping down his hip - the front of the thong started to droop too! It was only a moment until Rocko felt his bits fall loose from the thong. He quickly grabbed both sides and ran right through the curtains!


     “What a mess!” Rocko whined. He let go of the thong - the broken straps on his left hip falling down, causing everything covering up his middle to fall to his right hip, where the thong drooped down and fell right to his ankle. Rocko blushed as he felt a gust of air breeze by his privates.


     Tired from the tricky performance, Rocko looked over at the third item he had to wear - just a regular pair of briefs! He picked them up and held them in front of his face, still with his bare butt out, as he tried to look for any holes or problems this one might have. It looked just fine to him!


     Rock sat back on his butt and raised his feet, pushing them through the leg holes one at a time. The holes were a little tight, but then again, he had big feet. He brought the undies up to his thighs and hopped up - his wallaby bits giving a little bounce before he pulled the waistband up and sealed them in!


     “Oh dear, these are way too tight!” Rocko whined, really having to pull the waistband up - and once he did, he felt it press down against everything he had. “I guess this is why I’m Wedgie Boy...”


     Rocko heard his queue and popped up through the curtains. He felt his round tummy and big tail trying to push out of the tight underpants already. “Blazes!” He whined, he barely got a chance to feel them, but these undies were so tight that they didn’t even want to stay on. The cameras were flashing, capturing every detail and curve of his underwear, and his toonishly furry body. He took a few steps forward, and felt the underwear immediately begin to slink down. Rocko pulled them up and walked a few more steps, but they slid down again - right above his privates, and most the way down his tail. The little wallaby was covered and safe for the moment, but any lower and he’d be showing much more than he wanted!


     “Come on Wedgie Boy, give us a spin!” A lady in the audience cheered. Rocko sighed, annoyed, but it was his job (and luckily models often looked annoyed) so he spun around, giving everyone a view of the underwear that could barely stay on his body. Rocko cautiously picked up the sides and pulled them up extra high - he winced as the material was tight against his most intimate parts, but he’d rather them be protected and tight over being exposed!


     “Wedgie Boy just gave himself a wedgie!” A wolf in the audience laughed, as did everyone else, while Rocko struggled to walk down the catwalk with his underwear so tight. Most of his big butt was showing now, and in front, his package was tightly bound against the fabric pulled upward.

  
     Rocko made it to the end of the runway, squeezing his eyes shut while he endured the super tight, small pair of undies. He bit his lip, he could feel the bulges of his penis and each ball right up against the fabric, he was sure everyone could see it too. With all three parts outlined in his undies, what was even the point of wearing them? Apparently his underwear agreed, because the waistband slipped right down to his thighs again. Rocko gasped nervously, immediately grabbing them and pulling them up to his hips-


     RIIIIIIP!! ...Jiggle jiggle.


     The room went silent. Rocko was afraid to open his eyes, but after a moment, he felt a breeze brush between his legs. He peeked an eye open and bent down to look between them...


     “EGAD!!!” The wallaby shrieked. The audience gasped, and laughed, and most importantly, took tons of photos! Everyone made sure to get pictures of Wedgie Boy with his weenie out. The photographers behind him got plenty of shots of Rocko bent over, exposing his now mostly nude tail, while others down in front got the best shot in the house! Thankfully for those far away, a large screen hooked above the walkway zoomed in on Rocko, and down at his ripped underwear, giving everyone a view of his poor little cartoon penis. Rocko blushed and lifted his leg to protect his privates, and covered his chest in a feminine manner - his own way to try and hide his modesty - but the pose was beautiful and encouraged everyone to get a picture as the ripped underwear finally fell down between his legs, leaving Rocko with nothing.


     “WEENIE BOY! WEENIE BOY! WEENIE BOY!” Rocko’s face went red. This was NOT in his contract! And certainly not what he wanted to be known for. Especially not like this - his underwear had his bits pressed up so tight against him, the nervousness added to it and caused a bit of shrinkage to his bits - so they didn’t hang out long and impressive. He felt even more humiliated knowing hundreds of people were taking his photo in such a small state. 


     Rocko hurried himself and turned around to run back to the curtains, but tripped over his underpants. This gave everyone the perfect view of his butt, his tail couldn’t help but raise in the air and show off even more. A hint of Rocko’s balls could be seen on the big TV screen above. He couldn’t help but see that as he looked up in defeat. He had to press on, and tried to cover up his balls and butt as he got up. He kicked off the loose undies towards the crowd - who all fought over them once they landed. With just a few more photos of his naked butt streaking through the stage, and his little balls and winky bouncing around in front of him, Rocko ran behind the curtain, completely humilated but finally safe.


     “I can’t believe... this is happening...” Rocko panted, confused, nervously thinking about where his clothes were and how he’d get home. Heck, how could he stay in O-Town with hundreds or thousands of pictures and videos of his private place floating around? No way this wouldn’t be in the news!


     Rocko’s eyes started to spin, this was too much! He turned around to head for the nearest door, and ran right into the metal pole he picked his undies from. The dizzy wallaby wobbled backwards a few steps before passing out, belly up, but thankfully behind the curtains where nobody would see him in his poor, naked state.


     ...That is, until the curtains parted - Rocko was meant to give one final bow on stage at the end of the show, but instead the audience got an eyeful of him on his back, legs wide open, and all his precious little pieces on display. Every inch, every piece of fur, from his balls to his taint to his butt, were photographed and videotaped. Eventually he’d wake up to a brand new life of stardom, and his manager would certainly not let him quit - Wedgie Boy was out, and Weenie Boy was in!