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Shevils through history, the World Wars

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In this document, we display the stories of some of the Shevil women from 1900 onwards. While only a fraction of human history, the 20th century produced many of the most dramatic changes to ever hit the human race. Wars, cold and warm, spreading from one side of the world to another, revolutions, mayhem and change. And, in the middle of it all, the Shevil women, many of whom had a large part in the play that was the history of the last century.

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The Netherlands

Eva Shevil

Born as the 19th century came to an end, grown as the new one began to give its first steps, Eva was a child of two different centuries. Nevertheless, she grew a romantic in every sense, wanting to see the world and all of its wonders. She also had great skill with the camera and made enough photos on herself to train, for us to get a precise image of her: A beauty of light-brown, almost blonde, hair and welcoming blue eyes, over a slightly-prominent nose. In most pictures she is seen wearing a long, elegant straw-hat and a long, ocean-blue dress, tight around the waist, but still tight against her wide, round bottom. She did not seem to worried about this though, even if, during her college days, her behind was a target to all kinds of cruel pranks, many of whom ended with her running back home half-naked, in tears and with the waistband of her panties attached to her nose.

But pranks aside, Eva managed to become both a naturalist of renown, discovering many new species of animals in her travles to the dutch colonies overseas and also the first person to ever research the long history of the Shevil clan. During her travels, she met with many women who shared the same luck with their underwear and wrote down their stories and those of their ancestors. Most of what we know about the Shevils of the past we owe to Eva's discoveries and the hard work she put to organize it. This was no easy task, since not all Shevils were eager to talk about the most embarassing parts of their lives and, in some cases, Eva had to fled, screaming, with the bottom of her dress ripped while an angry long-lost cousin tried to pull her back by her stretched panties.

The begining of the first World War saw Eva visiting the Dutch territories in the Caribean Sea and she remained there for the rest of her life, finishing her work while also trying to keep her panties away from danger.

Ecuador

Clara Shevil

Clara had just become 18 when the first shells began to explode in Serbia, signaling the begining of the Great War (today known as World War 1). Ecuador was, like most of the American continent not controled by the great powers, neutral, but the same could not be said about Clara. The first photos we have are of a gorgeous woman of lightly-tanned skin, well-dressed coal hair, big blue eyes and generous lips. She was the most desired women of her town (and some said, of all of Ecuador at the time) with long legs and a hourglass figure with a tight butt, yet developed like a pair of twin hills. Clara was not only looks though: She possessed a silver tongue and a mind for business. With that, she wanted to help those countries invaded by the menace of the central powers (at that time, Germany, Austro-Hungary and the Ottoman Empire), by sending as much supply to them as she could. She spent all her savings in an old cargo boat and sailed to the Mediterranean.

It took her a while to get used to the smuggler business though. She was almost caught making business in Venice, so she improvised by shooting both hands into the back of her skirts and shooting her underwear out, gritting her teeth to stop herself from whimpering in agony. Believing that she was just a madwoman, the police walked away. Whenever she was about to be caught, Clara used this same tactic, but only as a last resort since the cutting power of cotton into her ass was enough to bring tears into her eyes. She still did so, believing in the freedom of those countries attacked by the absolute powers. Her name was never known by those who chased her and she managed to continue her work for most of the war, doing the part of self-wedgieing madwoman whenever necessary.

The 17 of May, 1917, Clara's luck finaly ran out as she was captured by an Hungarian spy. This time, her act did not work. Infact, the spy decided to pay Clara with her same coin and subjected her to many different kinds of wedgie-themed torture, until she confessed. Clara managed to scape, pantie-less and with only a bra to cover herself with and was pursued by the spy, a chase with lasted to almost the end of the war and saw the two women facing one-another in Estanbul, Cairo and even Sicily, before Clara finaly managed to grab a new boat and go back home, just as the World War finaly died.

Even if during her time her exploits could not be recognized, one of Clara's grandaughters was so impressed by Clara's exploits, that she published a book of her adventures: La contrabandista loca.

New Zealand

Sabrina Shevil

It is said that wars are not only fought with guns, but also words. Sabrina took this saying to heart. From her father, she inherited a pale complexion and green eyes. From her maori mother, a heart-shaped face and a long mane black as a moonless night. Her photos show maybe not a tall woman, but a phyisically-impressive one, with thick arms, strong shoulders and a bouncing Shevil behind. Impulsive, loud-mouthed and stubborn to the core, she was easily angered, but also a firm believed in the freedom to voice one's opinions without fear or shame. At the age of 23, just as the First World War was begining, she had been working for months at a newspaper in the United States and she tried to do whatever she could to convince the country to join the war at the side of the allies.

Few people agreed, so Sabrina decided to be a little more "persuasive" with her methods. Apart from writing about the war, Sabrina tried to rally people and promote the cause, constantly getting into fights as she did so. Soon, it was not her words, but her huge, pale behind which got the attention of the public, as she ended up skirt-less and even a couple of times left dangling by her black granny panties on top of lamposts. Instead of embarassement, Sabrina saw this as a chance to grab the attention she needed. She convinced (mostly paid) many women to follow her example and soon, through the streets of Washington marched dozens of women, all with their panties over their noses, swallowing their pride with Sabrina at the head, her behind grabbing the attention of anyone who passed by. "This is how the opression of the Central Powers feels like" was the motto of their movement, as they dragged their feet in shame across the streets.

Of course, it was a mixture of many other factors which dragged the country to war, but we can say for certain that Sabrina's efforts indeed helped in that regard. She had to return to New Zealand though, as she did not have the money she had promised to her colleges, who began to hunt her down, wanting to get their money back one way or the other. They caught her years later and forced her to do one final walk, this time with only her gift-wrapped panties, while each of the women delivered two smacks to her inmense buttocks.

French Indochina (Nowdays Vietnam)

Yen She-Hoa (Shevil)

Even today, in the many islands of the Pacific, there are tales of the "Last Pirate Queen", Yen Sha-Hoa. We have no pictures of her, just the descriptions of captured german sailors and those of the grandsons of the men and women who served with her. Her victims speak of a young woman, while her crew tell that she was closer to 30 when she began her reign. She was of medium height, with a long ponytail of raven-black hair and a soft, lightly-rounded face, which added youth and beauty to her image. She also had the famed Shevil behind, "Like twin, soft moons", which she kept under a short skirt.

The first appearence of Yen occured only a week after France declared war in Germany. Both powers had colonies in the Pacific at that time and a full-scale war of corsair ships and island-to-island skirmishes was growing, soon engulfing even the most remote piece of land in the ocean. Being a french colony, Vietnam had to give troops and supplies to the french colonial army, who had to face constant raids from packs of small, yet agile, german combat ships. It was at this time, when the french colonial government was in the need of ships, that Yen-She-Hoa appeared, offering her services in exchange of money and some autonomy to her homeland. The officials laughed, believing this to be a joke. Their laughter did not last however, for two weeks later, they found the whole crew of a german destroyer in a nearby island to their base, tied up and with an aweful hangover. Of their ship, there was no sight, but the french recovered a letter, tied around the neck of the boat's first officer: "From Yen, to you". And this was only the begining.

Later, the french learnt how she had done it: An old boat, sailed by a group of scared youngsters, had found the german warship as it docked to ressuply. A woman of great beauty had then offered her services to entertain the crew with an exotic dance, which involved her bouncing her gorgeous buttocks up and down while the men tried to pull her underwear as hard as they could. Unknown to the men, Yen's underwear was covered by a potent sleeping liquid, one which she was inmune to, but not those who kept pressing their fingers against it. After a while, even the captain was deep asleep and Yen's crew had no problem tying up the unconscious men, while Yen herself tried to push her underwear out of her crack.

In total, Yen captured seven ships of war, four cargo-one's and a couple of supply islands from the germans, never firing a shot and only using her sensual dance. Even then, the french government was still in dear need of supplies and they could not fulfill Yen's demands, so soon it was the french garrisons who were attacked by the mysterious woman.

Yen She-Hoa was never captured, but her ships were still seen from time to time, helping the Vietnamese during the war of Indochina.

Austro-Hungarian Empire (Hungary)

Greta Shevilzen

Being a member of the imperial espionage, there is little known about Greta's past, or how she became one of the emperor's most effective counter-espionage agents. Her looks alone were enough to cause fear and fascination. She was at least six feet high, mostly slender, with skin almost as pale as a corpse's, hair so blonde it was a mere shade from white and a pair of endless, dark-blue pits for eyes. The fact she often talked in whispers and never made a sound as she moved, only fed the rumors that she was some kind of ghost or evil spirit. Greta welcomed said rumors, always wearing dark clothes, also to hide her wide hips and round behind, which she saw as a curse, since it broke the spell of her infernal image.

Greta was just 21 when she was sent to hunt down the Emperor's enemies and she specialized mostly in hunting down female spies, traitors and smugglers. She mostly worked alone, sliding from one place to the other in search of clues or traces of illegal activities. Even the empire's nobles could not scape, one example being Glorietta di Hausenharf, a blonde beauty with a large state in Austria, who found herself in Greta's dungeons as the spy discovered how Glorietta had been selling supplies to the Serbians. Now, Greta had a special love of humiliating other women though wedgies, spankings and swirlies, slowly braking them until they confessed everything they had done and even the things they had not. Many innocent ladies ended with their butts purple and panties ruined because of Greta, but her effectivenes made it so the head of the imperial espionage turned a blind eye to her actions. And he varely even knew a fraction of the woman's methods..

Officialy, 327 women ended up interrogated by Greta (the real numbers would be closer to 500), all of whom pleaded guilty but were given light penalties for their actions (it was always Greta's deal, to be sure they would not say anything about her). But there was still one woman who managed to scape Greta's claws, an unknown smuggler from the other side of the Atlantic ocean who had supplied many of the Emperor's enemies for years. Greta managed to capture this smuggler, but only for a week before she managed to scape from her claws again. Seeing this as a blow to her career, what had once been a mission soon became a vengance-filled chase, once which Greta lost without even knowing the name of the girl she had chased. What was worse, she had started it without orders from the Empire and even when the war was over. Wanting their own payback, the women who Greta had once tortured got their revange as she was sentenced to ten years of prison and twenty smacks and wedgies from all who she had tortured before. She spent two full days, bent over, right infront of the imperial palace, with her big buttocks jiggling with every smack and tug, until they were the only part of her body with some colour.

It is not known wether she had kids, or what happened after she left jail.

German Republic of Weimar (Germany)

Franciska Shevil

After their defeat in the so called "Great War", many german families in the colonies were forced to return to Europe, bringing, most of the time, their families with them. Franciska herself was the daugher of a german father from europe and a german mother native of one of Germanie's african colonies. A photo of 1926 shows a 18 year-old Franciska. She matches her father in height, has an athletic complexion, light-chocolate skin, short-dark hair and a big pair of hips, with a behind to match. Franciska was excellent in every sport she took part of and also loved to party, quickly establishing herself as a notable dancer in many saloons of the time between wars in Germany. This life of fun and parties did not last long though, as the new national-socialist party (who would, in the future, be known as "nazis") began to grow and take many youngsters under its wing.

Many in the female-section of the party saw Franciska as "not desirable" and usually sent gangs to scare her off, parties of tightly-uniformed women who returned whailing and grabbing their spanked butts with her stretched underwear snapped over their shoulders. Another three groups met similar ends: Left in an atomic-wedgied row outside the bar or stuck in trashcans with their legs kicking out. But one night a larger group, 10 women strong, managed to ambush Franciska. She was stripped to her bra and panties, gagged with the ripped underwear of the first group, spanked and then carried around through the town by her own underwear, with the women around her bouncing her underwear with every step. One month later she fled with her family, after the national socialist party gained power. But that did not mean she had given up just yet.

Once she reached the United Kingdom, Franciska spent the war training special commandos in both the german lenguage and customs and also hand-to-hand combat, which she had perfected as a way of self-defence against the nazi bands in her home town. She returned with the war's end and helped with the countrie's rebuilding. Unofficialy, she also took the chance to search for all the 10 women who had given her the humilliating walk and returned the favour, forcing them to walk in only their bras and shoulder-wedgied panties around her slowly-rebuilding town, a sight which cheered on many of its workers!

She had six daughters with one of the commandos she trained and never again left Germany, except for the wedding of her fifth daughter, Loretta, with a canadian pilot.

Denmark

Ally Shevil

Ally was the model of a blonde, nordic bombshell: Tall, blue-eyed, with a narrow waist and deep cuves, her tight and perky bottom matched the prominence of her cleavage, to the point were she always had to keep the neck of her shirt open to stop her breasts from bursting out. She was 24 at the time when the Axis powers took Denmark (something they did in a record time) and had just begun her career as a lawyer (a defendant to be more precise). Ally had been raised and grown to always follow and respect the rules, to the point that the new regime allowed her to keep her job, as long as she followed the new set of rules they had brought with them. Being a hopeless workoholic, Ally quickly learnt every single one by heart, to the point where she knew the laws much better than even the high-ranking party officers who had written them.

Her first trial, thought only to be for show before executing the culprit, ended up with Ally manageing to get the life-sentence instead for her client. Since she had used the new government's own laws, they could do nothing but watch as Ally efficiently saved dozens and dozens from the firing squad, using the same rules the party used to sentence them to it. Desperate, they sent Elga Rolevitz, a giant of a woman of short, military-dressed dark hair, to "supervise Ally". Elga did so by punishing the blonde bombshell in every way she could. For the most minor of faults, she placed the blonde over her lap and spanked her, poured hot coffee down her skirt and then shot Allie's granny panties up to her nose, forcing her to meet their clients that way. Even in one trial, running out of ways to make her break, Elga placed glue on Allie's shoulders and snapped the legholes of her underpants there. Much to her astonishment however, Ally, blushing and wincing with every step, still went to the trial, wearing a coat over her stretched underwear and managed to save another client.

After Denmark was liberated by the allies, Ally continued with her job, but the same could not be said for Elga, who lived in pure terror as to what the woman she had tried to humiliate for years was going to do to her, now that the roles had turned. All her pleas, threats and beggings fell in deaf ears and soon the previously stern and confident women became more and more paranoid about the punishment which awaited, until she finally snapped and began to give herself all the punishments she had done to Ally, infront of the blonde's home, shouting again and again how it was all her fault, before the police finaly took her away, thinking her mad. Ally in the meantime returned with her two kids, saying that she did not know the madwoman who had been trying to ripp her own underwear infront of her home.

Was this true? Or just an ingenious way to get a colder kind of revange? We may never know.

Australia

Elizabeth Mongomery Shevil

A second-nephew of the famous british general, Elizabeth was born in a village near the Australian coast, surrounded by wildlife and a harsh lifestyle she learnt to love. Apart from family photos, we have records of Elizabeth's data as she volunteered for the communications wing of the Australian force which would be sent to North Africa. At 18, she was five feet and two inches tall, with short, oak-brown hair kept in a bun and matching eyes. While not tall, Elizabeth's legs were long, with the thick and strong thighs of a rider, coupled with a wide, but hard, pair of soccer buttocks. While she trained to be a nurse, Elizabeth's true wish was to be in battle, as she had heard stories of her father, when he fought in the first world war.

Once they landed, Elizabeth disguised herself as a soldier, wearing the sand-coloured uniforms and robes to fight the boiling heat. Her first action against the afrika corps was short and ended with Elizabeth fleeing and being captured by a nomad tribe. Due to a couple of insults and leaving the chieftain's son with a purple eye after he smacked her butt, Elizabeth was put in chains near one of the desert's few roads, her pants stolen and her standard military grey underpants stretched all the way down to her chin. Sandstorms made it so soon only her now-tanned buttocks were seen, like a pair of little hills in the dunes. She was rescued by an italian patrol, who then took her prisioner after recognising her uniform. Finding the nomad's strange punishment amusing, they left Elizabeth with her underwear still attached to her face, only making a couple of holes for her to breath and eat (she would have to deal with the smell alone).

She managed to scape, with her panties still glued to her head and found yet another nomad tribe. There, she found a german nurse with her same underwear problem, who explained to her the reason for her punishment (an explanation that Elizabeth does not write in her diary). Two weeks later, the two women reached Commonwealth lines, exhausted and panting as they were carried over a cammel, to be rescued in exchange of two boxes of tea and one barrel of peaches. Elizabeth was going to be punished harshly for her mad adventure, but it ended in one small reprimend as the young woman explained to her officers not only how she had managed to learn about the italian positions during her time captured by them, but also their hidden guns as she was fleeing and being captured in the desert.

Elizabeth stayed in Cairo, where she befriended the same german nurse she had shared wedgies and spankings with.

U.S.S.R. (nowdays Bielorussia)

Anastiasia Sheviotovai (Shevil)

The nazi invasion of the U.S.S.R (or great patriotic war, as is called by the russians) saw much of the russian air force destroyed at their bases before half of it could ever take flight. A new air fleet was needed and even the old planes of the pervious war were drafted for service. A squad of night-bombers was formed and Anastasia, daughter of mechanichs and a test pilots, quickly volunteered for this. She was a young, tall woman of short black hair and athletic frame at the time of her recruitment, with an impressive Shevil behind that made it difficult for her to fit her butt on her craft's seat. This and the tightness of her uniform, made her the squad's "Stress Relief" after missions. Right after coming to base, she would bend over and greet her companions with her sagging pants, so they could all smack her buttocks or tug her underwear. They also did this before the mission for good luck.

Anastasia's own plane was a relic of the past, slow, without firepower, but able to glide if one turned off the engines at the right moment. Anastasia had the bad habit of always taking risks and she enjoyed the rush of danger, to the point where she was the first volunteer for all the risky missions. Her plane could varely stand the pressure however and there were many times Anastasia had to do repairs in mid-flight. One of the most impressive (and provably true, knowing the slow speed of the plane) happened during her 101th flight. Her engine caught fire so she tried to stop in as she descended. Having no security ropes, she had to use her own underwear to secure herself to her seat before dragging her body across the flying plane. When she came back, her panties were reaching far beyond her neck, but she managed to land her craft without problem. How she then managed to get it back to her own lines with german patrols around the area is still a mystery (some argue she managed to "distract" them with her wedgied bottom, but maybe those are just stories).

Anastasia was captured by the axis at least seven times in the war, but never for longer than a couple days, thanks to her surprising skill to scape in the darkness and silence anyone who saw her (silence, in her case, was trapping an enemy soldier under her inmense buttocks until he fell unconscious). In total, she completed 378 missions, destroyed axis bases and tanks, blew up supply railroads and trains and silenced an unknown number of germans with her behind alone. After the war ended, she continued her piloting career, this time trying new, experimental aircraft for the soviet government (the reason why many of the prototypes were built with oversized seats).

Her three sons and four daughters also became part of the airforce.

Italian Colony of Syria (nowdays Syria)

Angelica Shevilina

The unwelcomed child of a high-ranking member of the italian fascist movement and a syrian mother of low status, Angelica was left under the strict care of Mussolini's fascist, ultra-national educational system. After the alliance with Germany, she was sent to Berlin where she became a member of the partie's secret police. A picture shows us a grown Angelica, close to six feet five inches of height, an amazon beauty of smooth lips and a straight, long waterfall of hair which matched the darkness of her leather uniform and skirt (which, in turn, could varely hold the inmense size of her buttocks). Angelica was single-minded and fanatical when it came to fulfilling her mission, without care about the methods. She was also a superv actress and could easily change her looks as if she was playing another role in the stage. Even her own subordinates feared her, for Angelica had been tought to despise not only her own weakness, but that of the people around her. Many of her females secretaries had to keep a weary eye on the back of their skirts, for they knew Angelica's hands could soon be there, launching their panties to their necks for reasons only known to her.

Nicknamed "The Silent Talon", she masterfully played the role of double-agent, making those spies in occupied territory believe she was on their side, before being captured and punished. Her predilection for female british and french agents was legendary amongst the ranks of the german secret police. It was said, that her only pleasure, apart from serving and doing whatever she was ordered, was to place a dozen captured spies bending over in a line, pulling their pants down and yanking their panties until there was nothing else to tug. Instead of sending them to be judged, she did her very best to embarass them beyond reason and then kick them out, to bring fear into other agents and make them think twice about spying on german assets. Such was her success, that the german high-command decided to send her to the english coast, where, at the moment, the allied forces were preparing to launch the D-Day. She would infiltrate in their secret service and find out whatever she could about the sudden increase of troops and where they planned to land them. Through much research (and the bullying of a couple of secretaries) she managed to find a woman who trained commandos for the operation, a german, who might be able to give her the info she needed about the operation. Her name? Franciska Shevil.

Angelica tried to ambush her prey at a lonely park, far away from police or the homeguard. She found out though, that Franciska had some fighting skills of her own and soon the two Shevils found themselves in an even match. If Angelica slammed her massive butt on Franciska's face, the german woman chewed at her bottom and sent her screaming into the air. When Franciska stretched her foe's pink granny panties with little doggies way over her head, chin and even breasts, a berserk Angelica was soon dragging her through the park by both the front and back of Franciska's red and blue-stripped undies. If Angelica's memories are true, the fight only stopped when Franciska finally ripped the spie's panties and got a good look at her bottom. Curious, Angelica looked at her foe's and soon, the two women realized, much to their surprise, that they might not share sides, but they shared a bit of blood. Still whimpering in pain, they dragged their feet to Franciska's home, shared a cup of tea and talked, for one day and the morning of the next.

The exact words or arguments are unknown to us, but that conversation changed Angelica's point of view forever. She returned to Germany, acting, this time, like a triple spy, helping to force-feed false information to the german high command. She still demanded to be judged though and harshly. With Franciska as the "executioner" she made herself go through every single humilliations she had forced on others. It took her a whole year of walking down to her friend's home every day, bending over and welcoming wedgie and spanking, until her conscience and honour felt healed. She later became an actress and even starred some comdies, many in which her massive butt was left naked or pierced by her own underwear.

Switzerland

Vera Shevizera (Shevil)

War is a time of harship for most, but of opportunity to others. Vera, the only daughter of a wealthy Swiss home, was one of the many who happened to notice this and take as much advantage of it as she could. Photos show a short woman of dirty-blonde hair and eager blue eyes, with strong legs and a perky, yet not to-large, behind. Vera was 18 then, just as the way was rageing in all of Europe and beyond, she decided to make some easy money for herself using nothing but cunning and her neutral status. Wearing her winter, skier clothing, she followed the Swiss embasy as she began to try and sack as many unready cities as she could. Why she would do that, knowing that she was the heiress of an endless fortune back home, may help to explain why some people believe she might have been a hopeless kleptomaniac. What really puzzles people yet is what was her favourite thing to steal: Underwear.

Maybe she had a perverted lust for expensive underpants, or there really was some kind of market for the panties and thongs she stole. Nevertheless, her modus operandi was usually the same: Find a target, follow her around, adquire all data possible about any security she could have (with, known the high position of Vera's targets, could be incredibly high) and then prepare a proper plan for her theft. Once it began, Vera could and neither wanted to stop or fall back. One of the oddest events occured in Berlin itself, with Vera infiltrating into the home of a high-ranking female officer of the SS. After searching for her prize for hours in the night, Vera finally realized that the pair of snow-leopard panties she had been searching for were being currently worn by the big, intimidating, blonde amazon. To make matters worse, the officer woke up and was found by the local police half an hour later, gagged and tied up, sobbing with her round butt red after Vera ripped her panties out of her butt and spanked the now-whimpering blonde.

This event might have left some mark or sparked something in Vera, since, afterwards, she always tried to ripp her target's underwear before running away (which, knowing how some were made of fur, could last more than a little while). Female behinds, from the high offices in Moscow to even the OSS offices in London suffered at the hands of Vera, whose exploits were never published due to the embarassement they could bring, which only helped the swiss athlete more. The world's spies and agents were at war, so no one could waste time with a pantie-stealing (or ripping) pervert in a sky outfit. Vera grew bolder and bolder, trying riskier and more outlandish methods to robb the panties, shreded or not.

Fifteen days after the allies landed on Normandy, Vera's luck finally ran out. After ripping the underpants of seven of the wealthiest ladies in all of Copenhagen (Demmark's capital, still under german occupation), Vera was caught not by guards, but by the ladie's own hounds, who could smell the ripped panties she had been hidding under her pants. The thief howled and whailed as a wave of rageing dogs took tugs to chew at her behind, ripping her pants and revealing the stolen underpants. The police soon deteined her, mostly to save her from the furious owners of the dogs, who left her whimpering with nothing but an amazingly-stretched pair of zebra-panties, with which they had almost mummified the red-butted swiss.

Thanks to the efforts of a lawyer named Ally (who shared some Shevil blood with Vera) and the lack of other proof, she left jail two days before war ended in Europe and quickly fled to the United States, knowing that all of Europe's secret services would soon be calling for her blood. She made a life in texas, thanks to her substantial wealth and kept a low profile, knowing that many spies still wanted to have a tug at her panties.

The Empire of Japan (Now Japan)

Rie Shevil (or Shevietsu)

Apart from soldiers, pilots and spies, World War 2 was a time when every nation did as much as they could to gain the most modern equipement and technology for their side. A prodigy in all matters of science and biology, Rie quickly managed to proove herself before her superiors, gaining a research team with which she could produce new equipement for the war effort against the allies. Clad in the dark-green uniform of the imperial army, Rie still kept not only good looks, but also an aura of ruthless efficiency around her. She was above average in height, with her coal-black hair dressed short in a bun and a pair of always-inquisitive green eyes. Her legs were famously long and thick to keep the sheer size of her bottom from falling and her skirt, dull as it was, seemed to be ultra-tight against her buttocks.

On the outside, Rie appeared cold and calculating, but she secretly hid a gargantuan inferiority complex after being the target of many a cruel prank during her time at military school. She was teased and ganged up by her fellow classmates, who daily tried to rise her up alongside the flag by her white panties with the red circle of the japanese empire. Ashamed, but mostly in fear of the pain of said wedgies, she began to develop stretchier and more durable fabric, which made some of her companion's most brutal wedgies at least bereable. This same material could be used in many other ways and soon the military hired her services, sending her to a secret base in occupied China. There, she became the nightmere of her female aids and the prisoners of war who had the misfortune to work alongside her. When she was not experimenting new things, she developed new ways to prank and humilliate those around her, using any excuse she could find for it. Each day, one of the seven women who aided her in her research were forced to walk to the pole wearing a new pair of experimental panties, before being pulled up by her six other friends. Said panties were not always sown to be comfortable and Rie even managed to make the friction of cotton against skin feel like rough leather.

The camp's prisoners faired even worse. Rie made mandatory for each one of them to wear baggy pants, just so their panties would show. Those who did not manage to pull them up when Rie was looking, were then chosen as "volunteers" for the area of "Psychological Warfare" in the base. Thanks to Rie's research, it was found that embarassing the foe was way more effective against their morale than just punishing them in a more traditional way. Blushing from head to toe, a dozen female prisioners were forced to dance before Rie and the research team wearing nothing but their prisoner panties (all made by Rie herself), with each pair stretched and tugged into a different wedgie. Shevietsu at the same time tried to always bring women with developed behinds to be embarassed, just so the watchers would focus more on their behinds than hers.

For two hundred and two days, Rie continued her "work", until a prison brake forced her to flee, not before the prisoners managed to force her into six of her extra-large pairs of panties and be gift-wrapped into each and every one of them. She was brought back to Japan, twitching and still trapped in six different layers of furs, cotton, silk, leather and many more materials. She bowed vengance and neither the end of the war, or her familie's council prevented her from making a journey back to the continent, in search of those who had embarassed her. She returned a month later, with only her inmense buttocks, arms and legs coming out of the ball of stretched underwear her previous prisioners had made of her. Rie decided to remain in Japan and never once more spoke of her involvement in the war to anyone, not even her family. Only her grand-daughter's discovery of her diary shows us what happened.

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There are many other Shevils who were part of both the first and second world wars, taking all kinds of roles for each side, either for the best or worst of reasons. We neither have the materials or resources to display each and every single one of those women. Even the ones we show here have a thousand more stories to them. Their sons and daughters also took part in the second half of the 20th century, again, serving at different sides for different reasons.

As we have told before, there are still many Shevils in the world and a thousand more stories to be told about them.

A small extra to my previous work of "Shevil History", this time focusing on the first half of the 20th century.

I hope you enjoy and please, if you want to know the history of any other of my OC's ancestors, just let me know