Strip Game Loser Forfeits As Waitress ENF

[TreatKey5684]

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E.N.F, O.O.N, Stripgame Loser, Forfeit, Waitress

Mel Becomes The House Party Waitress After Strip Game Defeat

Sophie slowly placed her final card face up on the table on top of her opponents last play, everything Melissa had left on her was riding on what she thought was a well justified declaration, her card being lower value. But oh no.. How wrong she was! She had been in Sophie's dining room on one of many dining chairs, sat up at the big table now wearing significantly less than she had started with for at least an hour now. Only one more chance left before she was officially the full loser of this casually cruel yet simple game. Everyone else playing seemed to be doing well at this.. Very well indeed. Almost too well..
After what she already regarded as a fairly humiliating yet thrilling evening playing the game, removing her very last item fully in front of everyone, at least 10 others. Mel also now wasn't allowed to cover anything more than her lap using one hand only. As effectively as she could over her centremost, that's all she had been given permission to do in terms of keeping under wraps. “Under wraps” falling short of even nearly summing up her situation right now, seeing as her left hand was the closest thing to clothes she had. Not a stitch on her at all, and in her best mates house of all places, and not to mention, a fairly big group of her other mates there seeing at least 90% of her!
‘How could this even happen? One minute everythings normal, then we're mid strip game, and the next im fully naked surrounded by people I do and dont know! And to make it worse im only allowed to wear my hand as undies? Embarrassing!’ Mel thought to herself, trying to conceal her embarrassment mixed strongly with enjoyment as much as she could, all while still getting used to her recently administered circumstances.
Sophie couldn't be more entertained. Her best mate lost the strip game in her house and she's gonna be as such till at least sunrise. In front of everyone here. Unanimously voted beforeahand that whoever the loser is, male or female has to cover their own lap with one hand at all times. Everything else uncovered and in full view. As well as the fact that as she won the game.. she gets to keep the losers underwear and do with them what she pleases. What will she do to Mels thong? How glad she is that she didn't lose.. Imagine, having no choice but to be naked for everyone in her own house?! The cheek of it!
Mel had only just now finally succeeded in completing the first full round of drinks for everyone. She only need pluck the courage to walk back out there into the living room and deliver the beers.. holding the tray as carefully as she can with her right hand, while still impressively holding her left hand on her lap, as much of her there as she can. The only thing now is.. full boobs.. both fully seen, nipples embarrassingly perky due to the air, her arse, both her peachy curvy round cheeks equally all on display, whispering to herself ‘just grin and bare it’.. as she tentatively walks backwards through the kitchen door and into the living room..

[Bikeskull]

My humble opinion.
The concept of the story is great however it needed more build up. Sharing her emotions and events as she becomes more and more exposed.
You could also give more a detailed description of both her clothes and body as she is being exposed.

I look forward to seeing future stories.

[TreatKey5684]

thanks for the feedback! i will do in the next draft, cheers!

[notme222]

Out of curiosity and because you asked, I decided to feed this into an AI. (My favorite at the moment for this sort of thing.)

Take this idea and develop it into a full story that focuses on Melissa's embarrassment. It should end as a to-be-continued:

Sophie slowly placed her final card face up on the table on top of her opponents last play, everything Melissa had left on her was riding on what she thought was a well justified declaration, her card being lower value. But oh no.. How wrong she was! She had been in Sophie's dining room on one of many dining chairs, sat up at the big table now wearing significantly less than she had started with for at least an hour now. Only one more chance left before she was officially the full loser of this casually cruel yet simple game. Everyone else playing seemed to be doing well at this.. Very well indeed. Almost too well..
After what she already regarded as a fairly humiliating yet thrilling evening playing the game, removing her very last item fully in front of everyone, at least 10 others. Mel also now wasn't allowed to cover anything more than her lap using one hand only. As effectively as she could over her centremost, that's all she had been given permission to do in terms of keeping under wraps. “Under wraps” falling short of even nearly summing up her situation right now, seeing as her left hand was the closest thing to clothes she had. Not a stitch on her at all, and in her best mates house of all places, and not to mention, a fairly big group of her other mates there seeing at least 90% of her!
‘How could this even happen? One minute everythings normal, then we're mid strip game, and the next im fully naked surrounded by people I do and dont know! And to make it worse im only allowed to wear my hand as undies? Embarrassing!’ Mel thought to herself, trying to conceal her embarrassment mixed strongly with enjoyment as much as she could, all while still getting used to her recently administered circumstances.
Sophie couldn't be more entertained. Her best mate lost the strip game in her house and she's gonna be as such till at least sunrise. In front of everyone here. Unanimously voted beforehand that whoever the loser is, male or female has to cover their own lap with one hand at all times. Everything else uncovered and in full view. As well as the fact that as she won the game.. she gets to keep the losers underwear and do with them what she pleases. What will she do to Mels thong? How glad she is that she didn't lose.. Imagine, having no choice but to be naked for everyone in her own house?! The cheek of it!
Mel had only just now finally succeeded in completing the first full round of drinks for everyone. She only need pluck the courage to walk back out there into the living room and deliver the beers.. holding the tray as carefully as she can with her right hand, while still impressively holding her left hand on her lap, as much of her there as she can. The only thing now is.. full boobs.. both fully seen, nipples embarrassingly perky due to the air, her arse, both her peachy curvy round cheeks equally all on display, whispering to herself ‘just grin and bare it’.. as she tentatively walks backwards through the kitchen door and into the living room..

Melissa took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she balanced the tray of drinks in one hand, the other modestly covering her lap. She could hear the laughter and chatter from the living room, a stark reminder of the audience awaiting her. She had always been a bit of a daredevil, but this was pushing her limits.

As she stepped backwards into the living room, a hush fell over the crowd. She could feel their eyes on her, some amused, some sympathetic, but all curious. Her face was on fire, her embarrassment palpable. She tried to focus on the task at hand, distributing the drinks without spilling them or exposing herself further.

Sophie, lounging on the couch, watched her friend with a mix of amusement and admiration. She had to hand it to Melissa, she was handling this better than she had expected. But she couldn't resist teasing her a little more. "Mel," she called out, "I think you forgot something."

Melissa paused, her heart sinking. She had been so focused on covering herself and delivering the drinks that she had forgotten about the game's final rule. She had to surrender her thong to Sophie. She turned to face her friend, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Sophie was grinning from ear to ear, enjoying the spectacle. She held out her hand, waiting for Melissa to hand over her last shred of dignity. Melissa hesitated for a moment, then slowly peeled her hand away from her lap, revealing her thong. She stepped forward, her eyes fixed on Sophie's outstretched hand, and placed the small piece of fabric in her friend's palm.

The room erupted in cheers and laughter. Melissa felt a wave of humiliation wash over her, but there was something else too. A thrill, a sense of exhilaration. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet, she was still standing. She was still Melissa, just a little more naked than before.

As the night wore on, Melissa found herself relaxing a little. She was still embarrassed, of course, but she was also having fun. She was surrounded by her friends, they were all having a good time, and she was the center of attention. It wasn't so bad, she thought, as she laughed at another one of Sophie's jokes.

But as the clock struck midnight, Melissa realized that she was still naked, and she had no idea when she would be allowed to get dressed again. She looked at Sophie, who was still grinning, and felt a pang of worry. What other rules did Sophie have in store for her? What other humiliations would she have to endure?

As the night turned into morning, Melissa found herself wondering if she had made a mistake. She had agreed to play the game, she had agreed to the rules, but she hadn't expected to lose. She hadn't expected to be the one standing naked in front of her friends, her hand the only thing between her and complete exposure.

But it was too late for regrets now. She had lost the game, and she had to pay the price. She just hoped that the price wouldn't be too high. As she looked around the room, she couldn't help but wonder what the rest of the night would bring. She was naked, she was embarrassed, but she was also curious. What would happen next?

To be continued...

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