Sitter's Strip Game Nightmare [complete, 12 parts]

[mikewozere]

Babysitter's unwanted visitors force her to play strip spin-the-bottle.

--PART 1--

Sarah waved goodbye from the porch as Ms Byrne drove off to attend her work's party, leaving Sarah in sole charge of her three boys overnight, not to return until mid-afternoon the following day. Being a Friday, 16-year-old Sarah didn't have school next day, but, being studious, had taken along some homework to do.

Ms Byrne was a divorcee, and struggled to balance her job with looking after her children; 13-year-old non-identical twins Finlay & Harry, and 10-year-old Reggie. She was very pleased when a mutual friend recommended Sarah to her, saying she was a very trustworthy and pleasant young girl, despite only moving to the area a couple of months ago. Ms Byrne's previous regular babysitter, named Jenny (in the same school and grade as Sarah), had been less than reliable, and she was sure she'd had friends round and even drank some of her booze.

Sarah had been an A-student at her previous school, and was continuing to excel academically at her new one. This was despite the enormous upheaval of her and her dad moving fifty miles to live with her new stepmom, 19-year-old stepsister Hannah, and stepbrother Oliver, the same age as the Byrne twins (13). She got on pretty well with Hannah and her stepmom, but found Oliver quite creepy; she'd caught him trying to spy on her while showering, and was sure he'd been in her underwear drawer.

"Okay, inside and ready for bed, you three," Sarah announced, wishing to command authority from the outset; she'd already been warned that the twins may try to bend the rules that had been explained to her. The boys followed Sarah inside, and young Reggie (already wearing his dark blue pyjamas), dutifully headed upstairs.

"But it's only eight o'clock," Harry complained. 'How about we watch TV with you?" Finlay murmured his agreement.

Both boys were attracted to the plain, but pretty girl, only three years their senior. She was slim, 5'6", with long, dark hair in a bun, and wearing jeans, a white shirt, a pale pink cardigan, and white sneakers without socks. She had fairly small breasts, but of course she was still developing. Despite the age difference, both boys were almost the same height as Sarah, thickset. Both had greasy, shoulder-length, ginger hair (by virtue of their Irish ancestry). Reggie, on the other hand was only 4'11", and had short, blond hair.

"I've got homework to do," so why don't you go and read, watch TV, or something in your room till nine, okay?" she offered, aiming to appear firm but fair.

"Jenny always lets us stay up and watch films with her, with popcorn," Finlay replied. This had actually only happened once, but he thought it was worth a try.

"Well, I'm not Jenny, so scoot," Sarah smiled. "Oh, and smartphones in here please," she added, opening the drawer of the dresser, remembering her instructions about no phones in their bedroom at bedtime.

The boys muted their phones, placed them in the drawer, then followed their younger brother upstairs. Sarah waited ten minutes before checking that Reggie was tucked up in bed; he was, and had even brushed his teeth - he was a good boy, like his mom has said. "Night, Reggie," she said gently before leaving.

"Goodnight," he replied sweetly. "I like you more than Jenny." Sarah smiled and closed the door.

Back downstairs, Sarah made herself a sandwich and unpacked her homework onto the kitchen table. At just after 9pm she went back upstairs and gently knocked on the partly opened door of the twins' room.

"Hello?" Harry said.

"I thought I said ready for bed?" Sarah said, noting that neither were wearing their pyjamas, and that Harry was watching Finlay playing a game on his Xbox. "Come on now, turn that off please." The boys groaned, but complied, and Sarah turned to leave.

"Sarah?" Finlay said.

"Yes?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Well, not that's it's any of your business, young man," she smiled kindly, "But there is a boy I'm seeing, actually."

"What's his name?" Harry enquired.

"It's Mike."

"And have you and Mike had sex?" Finlay burst out laughing at Harry's question.

"What?! I can't believe you'd ask me that, Harry!" Sarah snapped, blushing. Harry just stood grinning, unrepentant. Mike was a boy in the same grade as her their at school, and lived very close to her new house. They'd immediately clicked, but had only been on three 'official' dates so far. Their next was planned for the following evening: to the movies. They certainly hadn't had sex, nor indeed seen one another even partially undressed. Neither of them had been with anyone else, either. Mike did think that Sarah was very sexy, but was prepared to take things slowly - he knew she was "the one".

"Ready for bed now, you two," Sarah said brusquely, noticing both boys checking her out, making her feel very uncomfortable. She pulled her cardigan closed to better conceal her chest as she left their room. She decided that she'd forego her planned shower later on, for fear they might try and catch her in her towel, or even spy on her in the bathroom - she'd noticed that it had no lock!

Whilst upstairs, Sarah unpacked her pink pyjamas and laid them out on Ms Byrne's bed, where she would be sleeping that night (as there was no spare room).

"Well, that wasn't so bad," she said quietly to herself after heading back downstairs. "Don't know what I was worried about." Little did she realize just how much she'd spoken too soon!

[mikewozere]

--PART 2--

At 9.55pm, with all of her charges finally tucked up in their beds, Sarah was taking a break from her homework. She had kicked off her sneakers and put her feet up on the couch to search for a movie to watch on Netflix, whilst simultaneously updating Mike on her evening via WhatsApp messages. Suddenly there was a loud rap on the front door. Startled, and wondering who might be calling that late, she hurried to the front door and peered through the spy hole. She was astonished to see the face of Jenny looming on the other side of the door. She half opened the door and stuck her head through the gap. "Oh, er, hi Jenny. What are you doing here?" She tried to keep her voice chirpy and friendly, despite being somewhat annoyed at the unannounced visit; they weren't even friends - not quite enemies, but a long way from friends. Jenny was one of the popular kids, and normally only hung around with similar kids, but Sarah was the opposite: quiet, shy, and much more intelligent.

"Ta-da!" Jenny announced gleefully, holding aloft two bottles; one of cheap vodka (acquired for her by her older brother), the other lemonade. At the same time, two other girls, Charlotte & Amelia, both close friends of Jenny, sprung into view from each side, giggling and waving excitedly. Again, Sarah was far from friends with Charlotte or Amelia either; in fact Sarah would have described them as bullies even, having derided her as being a nerd and a dork since moving to their school. "Heard you were babysitting - we've come to help relieve the boredom!" Jenny laughed. And with that she pushed open the door fully and, despite being uninvited the trio brushed past the shocked babysitter and made their way into the living room.

"Er, actually I was thinking of heading to bed soon," Sarah lied, still holding the door wide open in the hope they would just leave. Not least because she knew that Ms Byrne would take a dim view of her having guests in her house while she wasn't there. But also because the trio really weren't the sort of people she would even want to hang out with.

"What? It's not even ten o'clock yet!" Amelia retorted.

"Yeah, live a little!" Charlotte agreed, as she sat down in one of the two armchairs. Jenny, meanwhile, put the bottles on the coffee table in the middle of the living room, then made her way into the kitchen, where she began collecting glasses from the cupboards. Sarah resigned herself to having to put up with the intrusion, but that she'd make their stay as brief as possible. She closed the front door and sat back down on the couch. Jenny soon appeared carrying four glasses, then opened the bottle of vodka and poured some into each. She topped the glasses up with lemonade and handed them around. Not wishing to appear rude, Sarah accepted hers, but had no intention of drinking it.

"Sooo, what shall we do?" Jenny asked, then immediately answered her own question: "I know, spin-the-bottle!" and disappeared into the kitchen again to retrieve an empty wine bottle from the recycling box (she was well acquainted with the Byrne home layout, having babysat several times before).

"Oh yes, good idea!" Amelia enthused as she turned off the TV with the remote control. Then she and Charlotte lifted the coffee table out of the way, so that they could all sit on the large, dark blue, rectangular rug in the middle of the room. As they were doing so, Sarah's phone, which was sitting on the table, pinged and displayed a message. Charlotte picked it up and read it.

"Oh yeah, I heard you were dating Mike Melton. He says he's looking forward to your cinema date tomorrow, then a double kiss."

"Hey, that's private," Sarah complained, and took back her phone, placing it back on the repositioned coffee table.

"He sounds keen, have you put out yet?" Amelia smirked.

"Why do people keep asking me that?"

Jenny returned with an empty wine bottle, and the trio sat down on the rug, with their drinks by their sides. "Come on, don't be shy," she said to Sarah, who was standing awkwardly while the other two had sat down on the rug.

"Yeah, we won't bite," Charlotte said as she patted the rug next to her. Sarah reluctantly complied, and sat down between Charlotte and Amelia, placing her glass carefully beside her.

"Good. Now, how about, instead of the usual boring truth-or-dare spin-the-bottle game, we make it..." the others looked on expectantly as she paused, before continuing, "...strip spin-the-bottle."

Charlotte and Amelia both agreed immediately. This was, of course, because the three of them had already planned what they were going to do before they'd even arrived. When Jenny had heard that Sarah had usurped her as the Byrnes' babysitter, she was fuming, and recruited her two willing friends to pay Little Miss Perfect a visit, and teach her a lesson. They also had another surprise planned for Sarah later that evening too.

"I... er, I really don't want to," Sarah stammered, appalled at the idea of any of them getting undressed.

"Now don't be a prude," Jenny continued, ignoring Sarah's objection. "Right, rules... whoever the bottle points at gets to nominate a person. That person must remove an item of clothing - if they refuse, that item will be forcibly removed for them!" Sarah looked on with increasing apprehension, not liking one bit the direction this was going. "The first person nekid is the loser, and must stay that way for 15 minutes."

"Let's all have a top-up first, for Dutch courage," Amelia announced, swigging most of her drink in one go.

"Good idea," Charlotte agreed, and collected the vodka bottle. She topped-up her friends' glasses, then went to top-up Sarah's, which of course was still full.

"Oh no, I'm fine," Sarah stated.

"Oh come on, you've got to have a drink", Jenny ordered. Sarah took a sip as the others watched. Then another, larger sip when they continued to watch her. Charlotte immediately topped her glass back up with vodka, and the game began.

[Skylar21]

..."The first person nekid is the loser, and must stay that way for 15 minutes."

I have a feeling that the loser will be involved for more than a mere 15 minutes of naked time.

[TeenFan]

You know those girls will be making so much noise that the boys will have to investigate. It will be highly educational for them I'm sure.

[mikewozere]

--PART 3--

Jenny sat the bottle in the middle of the circle and gave it a good spin. It landed on Charlotte, who looked into the faces of each of the other girls before declaring, "Sarah!" It was only at this point that Sarah realized that she was at a disadvantage, having bare feet from the outset; the other girls all wore trainers and Charlotte also had socks on.

"Can I just put my sneakers back on before we start?" Sarah asked hopefully, concerned too that the other girls might decide to pick on her, rather than play fair.

"No way," Charlotte replied. "It's already started."

"Let's have that granny cardigan," Amelia laughed. Sarah complied, and handed it to Jenny, who tossed it onto the couch behind her. The spinner moved clockwise to Charlotte, and this time it pointed at Sarah. She picked Charlotte, because she'd picked her, she explained. Charlotte nonchalantly removed her denim jacket, and tossed it onto the couch herself.

Although it was her turn to spin, Sarah said, "I'll pass," hoping they'd get the message that she really didn't want to play. But Amelia simply said, "Okay," and took her turn instead, which pointed back towards herself. "Er, think it'll be..." she teased, before declaring, "Sarah!"

"Me again?" Sarah complained, realizing she'd have to reveal a piece of underwear. "This isn't fair, you've all got more clothes than me, and you're all choosing me!" she added.

"Stop complaining and take off your shirt," Jenny replied.

"Or the jeans!" Charlotte added helpfully. Sarah ruefully unbuttoned her shirt and passed it to Jenny, whereupon it joined her cardigan on the couch. Sarah felt very self-conscious with her lacy, white bra on show, and crossed her arms over her chest as soon as she could.

Jenny's second spin gave Sarah another turn at choosing. She again selected Charlotte, in a desperate attempt at getting her naked before herself. Charlotte simply kicked off both of her shoes then spun the bottle herself. Amelia got a turn at choosing this time, and she chose Sarah! "This isn't fair," Sarah repeated. "You're all picking on me! I don't want to play anymore, can we call it a day?"

"Not till somebody is nekid!" Jenny stated. But Sarah still hesitated, and the three friends started chanting loudly, "Off, off, off."

"Shh, quiet," Sarah urged, putting a finger to her mouth. "You'll wake the boys." This was the aim of course; part of Jenny's plan to humiliate their ill-fated victim.

"Jeans, please," Jenny commanded, holding out a hand in readiness.

"Or we could do it for you," Amelia sneered, preparing to pounce. Sarah had no choice but to comply, and had to leave her chest uncovered as she unbuttoned her jeans and worked them down her legs, revealing her pale yellow panties. Looking up while she did this, she caught both Jenny and Charlotte aiming their smartphones in her direction.

"Hey! No photos!!" Sarah complained, and the girls lowered them (they'd both captured several snaps of her underwear by then anyway). Sarah handed her jeans to Jenny and sat down again, covering her chest with her right arm, and obscuring her crotch with her right hand. She couldn't believe she was down to her two pieces of underwear, while the others were pretty well fully dressed. At this point, Jenny used her own phone, not to take an embarrassing photo, but to send a pre-planned text that would add to Sarah's humiliation. She was looking forward to taking the smart, pretty interloper down a peg or two.

[mikewozere]

--PART 4--

Sarah's frenemies had made sure that she would have her back to the staircase at the rear of the living room, but Jenny had an ideal view of it between the two armchairs. As expected, she saw the boys (or at least the twins) she knew so well , quietly creeping down the stairs, stopping halfway to peer through the space below the handrail and see what the commotion was. They were shocked and delighted to discover that their studious babysitter was apparently sitting in the underwear! They admired her bare back and bra strap, and ogled her skimpy panties that barely covered her backside!

Ignoring their audience for the time being, Jenny nudged the bottle nearer to Sarah. "Your spin," she urged. Sarah briefly exposed her bra in order to give the bottle a good, hard spin, hoping it would point back to her. But it didn't, and Jenny, predictably, and immediately announced, "Sarah!"

But Sarah's name had hardly left her mouth when she peered behind the stricken girl and shouted, "Oh, hey there, boys!"

Sarah's heart jumped into her mouth, hoping against hope that Jenny was only joking, but a quick glance over her shoulder confirmed that the twins were indeed there, each wearing their checked pyjamas (Finlay's red, Harry's green), leering at her with big grins as they descended the remaining steps. Jenny stood up and headed for the foot of the stairs to meet them. Sarah, meanwhile, launched herself towards the couch to retrieve her clothes, but Charlotte beat her to it. She snatched them up and joined Jenny, who was giving Finlay and Harry a brief hug. With absolutely nothing else to cover her partial nudity, Sarah resorted to kneeling on one of the armchairs, and peering over the top as Jenny led the pair of horny young teens into the living room proper. Amelia moved all of their glasses off the rug and put them on the dresser.

"Back to bed you two!" Sarah ordered, but her voice faltered, and in her present predicament she carried zero authority. She couldn't believe she'd allowed herself to be tricked like that.

"Whoa, sexy ass!" Harry commented as he and his brother flanked the armchair to admire their sparsely dressed sitter at close quarters. Sarah, hugely embarrassed, tried to press her body against the back of the chair to cover her chest, while using both hands to cover her rear. Still, it left a lot of her panties on show, and the excited boys drank in the view.

"It's just like wearing a bikini," Sarah tried to tell herself, but she knew it was much more revealing, and anyway, she always wore a one-piece.

"So what's happening?" Finlay enquired as he eyed Sarah's panty-covered crotch that her splayed fingers were poorly concealing. "Why are you in your bra & panties?"

At this point Harry darted across to the dresser and retrieved his and his brother's phones from its drawer. He then hurried back and gave Finlay his. Peering behind her as best she could, she saw the younger boys aiming their camera phones at her rear. "NO!! Stop that!" she yelled, and let out a frustrated screech when they persisted, and then moved either side of her to photograph her from different angles.

Sarah, by now in a state of near panic, screamed at Jenny, "Please get them out of here!"

Jenny ignored Sarah's plea, and instead answered Finlay's earlier question: "Well, boys, we're playing a game of strip spin-the-bottle..."

"And Sarah's losing badly, as you can see," Amelia chimed in.

Jenny's phone pinged and she smiled maliciously when she read the message to herself. "That's right. And she still owes us another piece of clothing, actually," she said as she pocketed her phone.

"Really?!" both boys exclaimed in unison.

"You mean she's not even lost yet?" Finlay added.

"Nope. So do you want to lose your bra, or your panties, Sarah?" Jenny asked as she looked Sarah in the face from behind the armchair.

"Neither, I'm not playing anymore. Now give me back my clothes."

"Well, you can't quit, and the rule is we choose for you if you won't."

"Hey boys, what do you think she should lose?" Amelia enquired gleefully.

"Her panties," both replied together.

Jenny responded, "Nah, leave her panties till last. Let's have your bra, Sarah."

"I'm not taking anything else off! Especially while they're here," she snapped, looking over her shoulder at the young boys still leering at her; phones at the ready for any more photo opportunities.

"Okay, then we'll do it for you," Jenny said matter-of-factly. "Want to do the honors, boys?"

"Really?" Harry gasped.

"Cool!" Finlay said as he and his brother slipped their phones into the pocket of their pyjama bottoms.

Sarah couldn't believe her ears. "What? No! Don't you d..." but her protest was cut short when she felt someone grabbing her bra strap. "Ahhh, get off me!" she shrieked, twisting her body to try to prevent the inevitable. The other girls stood back, giggling at Sarah's humiliation at the hands of the younger boys. Charlotte, having quickly deposited Sarah's outer clothing in a drawer of the dresser, began recording the scene using her phone.

Neither Finlay nor Harry had never even seen a real life girl in her bra before, let alone tried to remove it, so it took them a few seconds to unclasp it, especially hindered by Sarah's twisting. But they eventually succeeded, leaving its straps hanging down below her armpits, with her back completely bare from her neck all the way down to her panties (still partially obscured by her hands). Immediately, each boy grabbed hold of a forearm using both hands, then pulled them backwards, away from her panties. They continued to pull Sarah away from the back of the armchair, while checking out her pert, barely covered bottom.

"Okay, okay, STOP!" Sarah cried, looking down and seeing her bra gaping badly - her nipples in danger of popping out at any moment. "Let me take it off," she implored, hoping to remain pressed against the chair to preserve some dignity if she had to be topless.

By this time Charlotte had moved behind the armchair, and was recording Sarah's anguished face and increasingly exposed chest. "Nah, too late. You had your chance!" she said, although the horny boys were paying no heed regardless.

"Bring her down here, lads," Jenny instructed. They looked sideways to see her patting the rug, then hauled the unfortunate girl backwards towards it. Soon Sarah was flat on her back on the rug, with her arms pinned almost above her head by the boys' knees, her bra only precariously covering her modest breasts.

Sarah made one last ditch attempt to dissuade her charges with, "If you take my bra off you'll be in SERIOUS trouble!" But no sooner had the word trouble left her lips than Finlay grabbed her bra between its cups and yanked it upwards, towards her face, pushing her breasts up with it until they bobbed out from below it. Sarah let out a frustrated squeal as she was exposed. The boys left her bra perched on top of her head while they drank in the sight of her exposed tits, then, after several seconds, extricated its straps from her arms, leaving Sarah completely topless! Jenny had imagined, during planning, that she and her two cronies would have been the ones who would have had to help Sarah out of her clothes, but for Sarah to be stripped by the very youngsters she was in charge of was a bonus!

The other girls squealed with delight as the boys sat up straight to admire their braless sitter. Sarah's breasts were shaped more like cones than orbs, and her nipples barely protruded at all. Her face was flushed bright with anger and embarrassment in equal measure. She noticed Charlotte was still videoing her, and the thought of who else she might share it with horrified her. She could only lie and watch as Finlay jubilantly waved her white bra in the air like a flag. She watched the boys drink in the sight of her exposed tits, and then lower their gaze to also enjoy the view of her skimpy yellow panties from the front. Whilst making appreciative murmurs, they noted that, although not see-thru, they revealed every contour of her feminine shape, right down to the keyhole shaped slit of her vaginal cleft.

The boys retrieved their phones from their pockets and began photographing their hapless, near naked sitter as she lay there admonishing and cursing them, but ultimately she was powerless to stop them.

[mars357]

This is a bit different! I love the forceful dynamic

Hope we get to see more of Sarah (hehe) soon!

[mikewozere]

--PART 5--

Once the girls' squeals and laughter had subsided, Jenny pronounced, "Right you two, upstairs now."

"Aw, can't we stay down here?" Harry complained as he and his brother tore their eyes away from Sarah's chest.

"No, you've had your fun, now go."

"We've got a game to finish," sneered Charlotte, slipping her phone into the back pocket of her jeans. Sarah couldn't believe they weren't finished with her, by the sound of it.

"And I've ordered a pizza for us - it'll be here soon," Jenny added. This was news to Sarah, and hoped they didn't have any tricks planned involving the delivery guy, but she knew she couldn't put anything past them.

The boys reluctantly got to their feet, freeing Sarah's pinned arms and allowing her to roll over and kneel on the rug, sitting on her heels, with her bent arms tightly tucked against her sides to obscure her boobs. This position, however, did cause the top of her ass crack to become exposed; a view not lost on the boys. Both had raging boners. "I think you've had enough excitement anyway," Amelia joked, pointing at the bulges in their pyjama bottoms.

Sarah watched from her lowly position as the pair headed back upstairs, Finlay still clutching her bra. She knew they still had their phones with them and assumed (correctly) they would soon be ogling the topless photos they had of her. She dreaded the thought of who else they might send them to. Although they attended different schools from her, there was always a chance of someone seeing them who knew her. And of course, Jenny, Charlotte, and Amelia did attend the same school as her (and Mike), and all three of them had photos of their own; would they send or show them to others at her school? She thought there was a good chance.

With the boys back upstairs, Sarah awkwardly regained her feet, and stood cupping her breasts with her hands. She considered darting upstairs herself, but remembered that none of the doors up there had a lock, and that she'd undoubtedly be unceremoniously dragged back downstairs (with the boys looking on) to complete their "game".

"If you're having pizza, can I at least wear something while you eat it?" she pleaded, scanning the room in vain for her clothes.

"Pizza's for you as well," Jenny replied. "Didn't think we'd miss you out, did you? But you can't get dressed, that's the rules."

"But they're YOUR rules!" Sarah argued.

"We've seen your tits already, anyway," Amelia grinned. At that point the doorbell rang.

"Ooh, pizza's here," Charlotte announced excitedly. While Jenny went to answer the door, Sarah took up her former crouching position on the rug, in case Jenny decided to invite the delivery guy inside. The other two girls moved to position themselves between the two armchairs, blocking her escape upstairs should she decide to bolt.

Sarah couldn't see the front door from her position, but when Jenny had opened it she heard voices, plural - two, possibly more male voices!! Cold fear gripped her when she realized Jenny had invited them inside. She heard the door close and immediately Jenny's grinning boyfriend, Lucas rounded the couch (carrying two large pizza boxes), quickly followed by three other boys she knew from school: Aiden, Jacob, and Maxwell. All were the same grade apart from Maxwell; he was a black kid a year older than everyone else. All of them were low-grade troublemakers in Sarah's view.

Whoops and wolf-whistles filled Sarah's ears as the boys surrounded her, taking in the view of their fellow pupil in just her panties. She just wanted the ground to open and swallow her; she couldn't believe those bitches had done that to her.

"Loving the outfit, Sarah," Jacob commented, eyeing her completely bare back and shapely bottom.

"We have photos of her tits, if you'd like to see them?" Jenny said as she placed a hand on her boyfriend's shoulder, surveying their unfortunate victim.

"Sure, but we'd prefer to see them in person," Lucas replied, the others murmured their agreement. Regardless, all three of Sarah's tormentors opened their phones and flashed the boys topless photos of her. Sarah was mortified as the boys made awful degrading comments about her breasts specifically, and her body in general.

"Let's eat the pizza while it's hot," suggested Amelia, taking one of the boxes from Lucas and placing it opened next to Sarah. Lucas did the same with the other one, and for the next ten minutes, everyone except Sarah had at least once slice. Charlotte and Amelia each sat on an armchair, to deter Sarah from trying to escape upstairs. As they ate, the girls filled-in the boys with the evening's events that led to Sarah being stripped by the youngsters upstairs.

"Hey, we should send her boyfriend a photo, bet he's not seen her tits yet," Amelia suggested.

"Who's that?" Aiden asked.

"She's seeing Mike Melton," Amelia said.

"No fucking way. Melton? That dweeb!" Lucas laughed. Mike had been on the receiving end of mild bullying at the hands of Lucas and his cronies in the past. "Yeah we should definitely show him what he's missing."

"Anybody got his number?" asked Jacob, but none of Sarah's tormentors had him as a contact.

Jenny hurried to the coffee table and collected Sarah's own phone. "It'll be on here," she said, grinning. It was locked, however, this was remedied by the other girls forcing Sarah finger onto its fingerprint panel, whereupon Jenny began scanning her contacts. "Ah there he is," she announced, holding out the phone at arm's length so that the others could add Mike to their own contacts.

"Hey, that's private!" Sarah complained. "Please don't message Mike."

Jenny found Sarah's own phone number on her phone and added it to her own contacts along with Mike's, before placing Sarah's phone on the dresser.

"Why not wait till she's totally lost, then we can send the loser a nude of his loser girlfriend," Jacob sneered. Sarah, now sobbing quietly on the floor, was sickened by the thought of any of them seeing her naked, let alone photographing her.

"Sounds like a plan," Maxwell agreed, twanging the elastic at the rear of Sarah's panties, briefly revealing a lot more of her ass crack, to the others' amusement. She reached behind herself to pull the elastic back up as far as it would go, but realized that in her current position her crack couldn't be completely covered by her small panties.

"Yeah, let's do that," Charlotte added. "Not hungry, Sarah?"

"Please let me get dressed," Sarah pleaded once more.

"Of course not, silly, we're still in the middle of our game," Jenny said in a playful voice. "Has everyone had enough pizza?"

"Please not while they're here," Sarah nodded towards the boys, who were already clearing the almost empty boxes away so the girls could conclude their stripping game; they'd been promised a naked girl if they brought pizza, and they'd fulfilled their part of the bargain.

[HankHill33]

Sounds like Sarah and Mike may be getting picked on together. I’m sure that Sarah could get some panties back so her and Mike could get a wedgie together?

Great addition!! I love the latest chapter!

[mars357]

The show must go ooooooon

Especially if the boys were promised a nude girl. Deal is a deal, even if Sarah wasn't the one who made it