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CRAIG

I walked from the patio into the living room after Bailey had been gone for about 20 minutes.

“Bro, stop playing middle school make out with Bailey all night. You’re missing all the action!” Theo grabbed me and shook me.

“Yeah, dude. The fuck you doing out there?” Landon asked. “Danielle, Jillian, and Alicia all flashed their tits and asses. Shelbs and Alexis got ASS NAKED!”

“I’ve seen all of them naked, bra. Well, not Jillian, but the rest.”

“Not in person, bra,” Landon mocked. “Maybe 4 years from now you might get to see Bailey, in person.”

“Whatever, dude,” I walked away from them, irritated. I spotted Bailey, but she had joined in a game of beer pong with Leslie, Shelby, and Taylor. Adira was hanging out by the table.

“Heard things are going well!” Adira smiled sunnily at me.

“Yeah…” I grinned. “Thanks for helping patch things up,” I said.

“No problem, happy for you guys!”

“OH, SHIT THAT’S DEATH CUP! THAT’S DEATH CUP!!!!” Taylor cried out, pointing at Bailey.

Bailey was holding a solo cup of beer in her hand. She pulled a ping pong ball out of it, and looked around with confusion.

“AND THAT’S A SKUNK!” Shelby cried out. “WE GOT TWO MORE SKUNKS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!” She announced with glee as she indicated to her and Taylor’s set of cups – still arranged in an immaculate triangle.

“Uhh ohhh….” Adira said.

“What?” I asked. “What’s happened?”

A torrent of students rushed over to the table.

“She didn’t know! She didn’t know!” Leslie was yelling.

“Doesn’t matter! Those are the rules! I didn’t know either!” Shelby protested.

“I’ll do it, relax! But she didn’t know, that’s on me, I forgot to tell her,” Leslie said.

“That is on you!” Alexis said. “But it doesn’t get her out of it!”

“Didn’t know what?” Bailey questioned.

Landon, Brad, and Theo pushed their way forward.

“Let’s go ladies!!!!!” Landon, who always tried to act calm and cool, was more excited than when we had made states. “Bryce! Pick a good song!”

“No, fuck off!” Leslie continued to protest. “It’s HER party.”

“And WE’RE not leaving till she does it!” Alexis said, and the crowd erupted.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!” Everyone into a unified cheer.

“I don’t even know what’s going on,” Bailey shrugged.

“Ya got skunked!”

“Skunked?”

“We didn’t make a cup,” Leslie said. “And if they make a ball in your cup before you finish drinking it, it’s automatic game over.”

“And skunks get NEKKKKKEEEDDDD!!” Alexis announced.

“WHAT?!” Bailey’s eyes went wide with fear.

“Technically, yes. But you don’t have to, you didn’t agree to that. Or even know the rules.”

“Yes, she DOES have to!” Taylor shouted. “Everyone else did it!”

“Yup!” Landon said. “Shelbs, Alexis, Brad, and Bryce all did it earlier! No one gets out of it!”

“I’m NOT doing that,” Bailey blushed.

“Well, we AIN’T LEAVING!” Everyone cheered.

“You guys stop! Calm down!” I yelled.

“Fuck off Craig!” Brad yelled.

“No one likes a white knight pussy!” Bryce said. “Taylor has all our phones, ain’t nobody remembering this shit anyway!” He started blasting a hip hop song.

“Yeah, get out of here, Craig!” Theo and Landon grabbed me and easily lifted me up and took me to the back of the crowd.

“Keep him back here!” Landon instructed.

“Will do!” CJ, and a group of his buddies grabbed onto me and held me in place. “Just let her do it, dude. Everyone wants to see it, and she deserves it anyway for being a stuck-up tease,” CJ said.

“What?” I scoffed. “Just cause you got friend-zoned.”

“Fuck you, Craig,” CJ spat.

I looked back toward Bailey who was panicking. The music was bumping. Leslie stepped up on top of the table and took her shirt off. A group of people lifted Bailey up on the table as well and the crowd roared.

Bailey glanced over at the stairwell, white as a ghost. Her little brother Ben was standing there, a slight smirk on his face.

BEN

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!”

I heard the assholes start chanting my sister’s name from downstairs and I decided it was time to stop hiding like a little bitch. I had missed out on something happening with Alexis Wright and Shelby Patterson earlier. I don’t know what, but people were going wild over it so it must have been good. I was too afraid of getting “Arnied.” But there’s no way I was gonna miss out on whatever was going down with my sis.

In addition, Mom and Dad had sent the two of us a text:

“You guys are having a party!? We’re driving home NOW!!!”

I doubt Bailey had seen it yet. I figured I owed it to her to give her a heads up.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs it was mayhem. Somewhere between 50 and 100 students were jam-packed around our family’s dinner table. Lucky that thing is solid wood and sturdy as a rock, because Leslie was already on top of it, and kids were lifting Bailey up as well.

The music was blaring and Leslie began dancing and lifted her shirt up and over her head. She tossed it aside.

I was in direct eye-line of the two girls and my sis spotted me. She looked mortified. I held my phone up and mouthed to her “MOM AND DAD! MOM AND DAD!” She didn’t say anything, but more fear flooded into her eyes.

Leslie unzipped her jeans and slid them off. She was dancing in a black thong and bra to the thrill of the crowd.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!”

The students chanted.

“You guys my parents are coming home!” Bailey said, confirming she had heard me.

“Well, you better hurry up then!!” Taylor Powell laughed. “Leslie’s almost already done!

Bailey sighed, and began haphazardly swaying her hips. I know for a fact she could move better than that. She lifted her shirt up and over her head and the guys went crazy seeing her cans encased in a sexy teal bra.

“OHHHH BABY! AND WE ALREADY KNOW THAT AIN’T NO WONDER-BRA!” Brad Wood yelled and slapped hands with Bryce Ovello. Shelby Patterson looked over at them with annoyance before she went back to watching Leslie and Bailey dance.

Leslie removed her bra without hesitation. Her tanned guns with big nips spilled out into view and she shook them to the applause of our peers.

“BA-BOOOOOOMSKA!” Some douche yelled.

Bailey took her time, slowly, nervously maneuvering around the table in her bra. Not in any kind of rhythm.

“Let’s go, Bailey, we ain’t got all night!” Alexis said. “Get those shorts off!”

Bailey winced and gave her former soccer teammate a scowl, before she began unzipping her jean shorts. Once they were undone, we could see matching teal material underneath. She clutched onto her panties, making sure she didn’t take those with the shorts. But using only one hand was a struggle to get the tight denim material off her bottom.

“THAT ASS IS TOO PHAT!!!!!” Theo Plummer exclaimed and the crowd broke into laughter.

Eventually, Bailey pulled the jean shorts off her butt cheeks.

“OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Guys cried out.

“FUUUUUUUUCKKKK!”

Bailey had gone from white-as-a-ghost to red-as-a-firetruck. Her jeans fell uselessly to her ankles once they bypassed her ass, and she danced (kind of) in a pair of skimpy, bikini cut underwear.

Leslie, meanwhile was fully committed. She was dancing with confidence like a stripper and shaking her jugs. She put her hand over her mouth and raised her eyebrows – then pulled her thong off and stood up tall and proud and totally naked! Her clean-shaven snatch was now displayed and everyone was loving it. Just like in the soccer video, she had no tan lines. Anywhere. Once again, as much as I detest her, I have to admit my sister’s big friend did somehow manage to look good with nothing on.

“OWWW OWWWWW!!!!” The guys catcalled their approval and gave Leslie more encouragement. She continued to dance and shake everything she had, but with my sis up there in only a bra and panties, there’s no way Leslie was gonna be able to hold the attention of the crowd.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!”

It was time.

As my sister had done for me several times over the past year, she slumped forward, grimaced, and prepared herself for what was to come. She pouted, and reluctantly reached her arm behind her and unhooked her bra. The cups of the bra loosened, but hung there on her rack, teasing us.

“TAKE IT OFF SKANK!” Some dude shouted with impatience.

Bailey shot him a look of disgust. She took a deep breath…and bared her blast off titties for the crowd!!!!

“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!”

“WHOAH!!!!”

“PUFFIES!!!!”

My sister shuddered at the comments of the (mostly) dudes. The girls in the mob were mainly just cackling. Bailey danced for maybe, 10 seconds. The song ended and she held her cans, one in each hand, and lifted them up quickly and defiantly to the excitement of the masses, as if to say “THERE!”

“I’m done,” she said. She knelt down and made her way off the table, but the horny, greedy crowd was not having it.

“OH NO YOU’RE NOT!” Alexis and Shelby shouted in unison. Those two, Brad, and Taylor lifted Bailey back on the table and began tugging and pulling at the waistband of her underwear.

“OHMYGOD STOP!” Bailey tried to slap them away, but it was pointless. There were too many of them.

“YOU GUYS STOP!” Adira, the angel that she is, voiced her displeasure. But she was held back as well and could do nothing.

Shelby and Alexis continued to tease the crowd by pulling on Bailey’s panties. But they were careful not to spoil any surprises.

“AYYYYYYYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSSSS-AAYYYYYYY!!!!!! AYYYYYYYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSSSS-AAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!” The guys began to sing. Some other dumb mumble rap song was now playing over the speakers.

Brad held Bailey’s arms behind her and her torpedo boobies looked even more pronounced. While they weren’t as large and tan as her friend’s beside her, they were rounder, nicer shaped, and much perkier. Shelby was up on the table and continued to mock and tease my sister.

“AYYYYYYYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSSSS-AAYYYYYYY!!!!!! AYYYYYYYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSSSS-AAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!”

Landon Miller had spotted me on the stairs. He was leading the chant and bobbing his head. He pointed at me and winked.

“WHO WANTS TO SEE BAILEY’S KITTY?” Shelby asked. She raised her eyebrows and gave a devilish look.

The guys answered with a thunderous roar…and Shelby pulled Bailey’s panties down to her ankles!!!!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!! WOW WOW WOWWWWWW!!!! Things turned to bedlam as everyone got to discover what I had known all year – Bailey shaves her pussy totally bare!

“BOOOOM-SHAKKA-LAKAA!!!!”

“BALD. AS. A. BABY!!!!”

“I FUCKING TOLD YOU BRYCE! I FUCKING KNEW IT! THAT’S 50 BUCKS!!” Landon exclaimed. Bryce shrugged but couldn’t keep his eyes off my sister’s exposed coochie.

Bailey thrashed around in buck naked humiliation, but Brad didn’t let her go and made sure the entire audience got a gooooooood look at her tits and pussy on show together.

“LET ME SEE! LET ME SEE! There were some desperate cries from the back. I saw CJ, begging for a looksie. Brad grinned and turned Bailey’s body to face him, against her struggles.

“SEE?!?!” Brad cried out. EVERYONE GET A GOOD LOOK? WHADDYA THINK?!” He asked.

“TEN!!!! TEN!!!!! TEN!!!!”

“FUCKING DIME PIECE!”

“BOMB TITTIES AND A WAXED PUSSSSSSAYYYYY!!”

Actually, she shaves, douche. It’s not waxed.

While I hated these fuckers, this was sooo fucking hot. They all finally got to see what’s been driving me bonkers all year!!!

“LET GO OF ME!!!!” Bailey squirmed around and her tits went wild which led to more chaos.

“Okay, but you gotta dance!” Brad said.

“Fine!”

He let go of my sister and she instantly splayed her fingers over her pussy and draped an arm over her boobs. It was a pose I’d seen many a time already. She hunched forward and attempted to get off the table.

“NO, NO, NO! GET BACK UP THERE!” Shelby and Alexis didn’t let Bailey off. “YOU GOTTA DANCE AND THEN YOU’RE DONE!

“MOVE HER HANDS! MOVE HER HANDS! MOVE HER HANDS!”

Brad did as the crowd requested, and pried Bailey’s only line of modesty away from her private parts.

“THAT SHIT IS FIRE, BRA!”

“DANCE! DANCE! DANCE! DANCE!”

I took a split second to glance at my phone and saw another text.

“We’ll be home in thirty minutes! Better not be anyone there!”

While Bailey was struggling with Brad, her doe eyes met me. She cringed. I mouthed “thirty minutes!” and gave her a “hurry up!” expression. She wrinkled her face, and fought back tears, knowing what she had to do.

“GET OFF OF ME!” She kicked Brad in the nuts and he keeled over, cursing at her. Bailey was now free, but she knew it was meaningless to cover back up. She closed her eyes, and steadily, caught the beat of the music.

It reminded me of her pre-shower routines that my spy cam had captured. She leaned into it, fully. Nothing held back, perfectly in rhythm. Bailey danced – all bare, butt ass naked on the table. She rocked that bald vagina from side to side and our classmates broke into an animalistic frenzy!!! If you looked only at her hips, you’d have thought she was confident and proud. But her face told a different story. She looked so utterly humiliated with her eyes wide and watery and her cheeks flushed crimson.

“GAS!!!!! GAS!!!!!! GASSSSSSSSSS!!!!”

Bailey shook her jumping titties to the tune of some douchey mumble rap song.

“SWERVIN, HOW YOU LOOK SO PERFECT ON YOUR WORST DAYS?”

I think that’s how it went.

“TURN AROUND!!! TURN AROUND!!! TURN AROUND!!!!”

The crowd hungrily asked for what they hadn’t yet seen. Bailey looked at the clock and knew she had to oblige.

“CURVY LITTLE BODY LOVE YOUR SURFACE”

She turned around and shook her bare, round ass and everyone went ballistic.

“GODDAMN SHE CAKED UP!!!!” Some black dude announced. Alicia Winston laughed at him and gave him a nudge.

“BUBBLE BUTTTT!!!!!”

“HANG ON, HANG ON! GOT A BETTER SONG FOR THIS!” Bryce yelled. The music paused for a second and Bailey stopped dancing. She cupped her privates once more and turned to look at Bryce.

“Please stop. I did it!” She begged.

“Just real quick Bailey, 20 more seconds to this song and you can stop!”

She wiped her eyes and exhaled….

“I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE!”

The old, classically familiar tune blared through our parents’ speakers to the resounding approval of our peers.

Bailey pouted and looked as if she might die from embarrassment. She frowned and puckered and tried to remain covered, but I’d seen this act many times before, and I knew she’d eventually give in. Looking completely mortified, my sister begrudgingly put her tits and kitty back on show and gyrated her hips to the sir-mix-a-lot song. There was laughter and cheering and ridiculing (from the girls). It was pandemonium. Bailey looked on the verge of throwing up.

“LOOK HOW FAT HER ASS IS!!!!!” Alexis yelled.

“SHUT UP BITCH IT’S PERFECT” A dude yelled.

Most everyone was drunk but there was no way they’d forget Bailey shaking her peachy ass, her rocket titties, and her shaved bald coochie to “BABY. GOT. BACK!!!” The guys of the crowd were absolutely enchanted. Bailey’s thighs swung side to side and rotated but no matter what they did, her coin slot slit remained dead center of her mound!!! A perfect focal piece. This was BY GOD UNBELIEVABLE!!!!! Jesus Christ, did my ‘friends’ miss out!

CRAIG

Ben just stood there in a trance as Leslie twirled her shirt to the rhythm of the music. He was fidgeting in his pants and looked…excited? I don’t know what he could have done to help his sister but he wasn’t being held back like most of us. I fought as hard as I could to break free from CJ and his friends, but I’m not a big dude, and there were four of them. Any time I thought I got loose, another hand grabbed onto me.

Once I stopped fighting to catch my breath, I saw Adira, Naomi, Jamie, and a few other of Bailey’s friends trying to break up what was happening as well. But there was no stopping this mob. Fueled by alcohol, Adderall, Molly, and who knows what else – they had come completely unglued.

Leslie took her shorts off, revealing a dark thong. She kept dancing in front of Bailey and tried to help Bailey climb down and off the table.

“SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO DO IT!” Leslie pleaded, unsuccessfully. By now, it was obvious that, according to our peers, she did have to do it. Every time Bailey managed to get on the ground, she was thrusted back up on the table. She looked shocked that people were taking things this far.

“My parents are coming home!” Bailey yelled. I don’t now if this was true or not, but no one gave a shit.

Please don’t give into these dickheads, I thought. They can’t make you do this…

But she was giving in. Bailey pulled her shirt over her head. She had on a light-colored bra and the guys screamed their support. Bailey tip-toed around the table, awkwardly bobbing her head. In contrast, Leslie stripped off her bra and shook her big tits without a care in the world. She was twirling and gyrating and dipping so comfortably you’d have thought she worked the pole on Friday nights.

Bailey wiggled her shorts off. I felt awful for her but she looked incredible standing up there in only a bra and underwear. The guys, who hadn’t yet got to see Bailey’s ass outside of tight jeans or leggings, were in awe.

I spotted Jay. He looked high as a kite but was still trying to do the right thing and stop this madness. He had Theo and some other bigger dudes pinned on him. When Bailey took her shorts off, he turned to me. “My dawwwwwwg,” he said in disbelief.

Leslie’s thong came down and she showed off her hairless pussy and her boxy bare ass for the thrill of the crowd. Unfortunately, everyone moved on quickly. We had all seen Leslie nude plenty of times before, and there was zero doubt who the real prize would be between the two beer-pong losers.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!” The guys willed my girlfriend (hopefully?) on. She didn’t want to, but she knew she had to. Her face was so blotchy. She unsnapped her bra and time stood still for a moment, before Bailey exposed her flawless tits to the masses. I can’t even describe how amazing they looked next to her friend’s. They made Leslie’s look sad and droopy. Bailey has these soft, puffy nipples that point up and her tits sit perfectly and the whole package is just….fuck.

“TORPEDOS!!!!!!!” Someone yelled.

CJ turned to and made a ‘smokin’ gesture with his mouth. “You ever get to play with those? I did,” he said proudly.

“No, you didn’t,” I scoffed.

Not wanting to miss the show, he turned around and ignored me.

Bailey angrily complied with the crowd’s wishes and shook her breasts for maybe 5 seconds before announcing that she was done. She jumped down to the carpet and tried to make a run for it but didn’t make it 3 feet. Brad, Bryce, and Shelby and her gang gabbed Bailey and snapped her panties a few times before pushing her back up on the table. I noticed Bryce grabbing two handfuls of her ass to lift her. Fucker. Brad jumped up on the makeshift stage and pinned Bailey’s arms into a full nelson hold. Her boobs were extra gravity-defying in this pose.

“AYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSSSSSAYYYYYYYY!!!!” Landon began cheering. “AYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSSSSSAYYYYYYYY!!!! Almost every guy joined in.

“ANYONE WANNA SEE BAILEY’S PUSSY?!?!” Shelby asked, rhetorically.

“Please don’t!” Bailey cried. She was blushing profusely and wiggling around to try and escape Brad’s hold. Her tits jiggled enticingly.

The crowd roared their answer, and Shelby yanked Bailey’s underwear down to her ankles!!! It was total mayhem as Bailey’s shaved clean kitty was revealed to everyone at the party, including myself. I had fantasized all year about seeing my crush nude, but this was NOT how I wanted it to go down. Still, emotions and feelings aside, it was hot as hell. She was hot as hell. And I didn’t even have the greatest look from where I was standing. But that was about to change.

“TURN HER OVER HERE!!” CJ yelled.

Brad did as he asked. He wrestled Bailey from one side to the other so everyone was treated to a straight-on, full frontal shot.

“Betcha didn’t know she shaved,” CJ sneered at me.

“Shut the fuck up, dude.” I replied.

Bailey was screaming bloody murder and Brady finally let her go. She cupped her goods and tried to get down but our peers weren’t satisfied.

“DANCE! DANCE! DANCE!

“EVERYONE ELSE HAD TO!” Shelby’s piercing voice rose above the others.

I didn’t think Bailey was going to do it, but then she looked over toward her little brother, and he said something that spooked her. She looked on the verge of tears as dread swept over her. Speaking of Ben, I watched him for a second, and he could NOT take his eyes off his completely naked sister…what a liar he turned out to be.

Bailey gathered herself and dropped her hands to another eruption. I can’t believe the cops hadn’t shown up yet with how loud everyone was. The whole house was shaking. Bailey’s hips began to rotate.

How was I even supposed to react to this? A girl I’d lusted over all year – yet had genuine feelings for and a realistic shot with – forced to dance butt fuckin naked in front of half the senior class. Everyone would remember this the rest of our lives. They would remember her puffy tits jumping and her smooth bare coochie swaying to the beat. But they also would remember the utterly horrified look on her face as she did it.

Eventually she was required to spin and shake her luscious round ass for everyone’s pleasure. There were countless fucked up comments about how phat and perky and bouncy it was. Bryce decided she wasn’t humiliated enough already, and made her pause and shield her privates, while he fumbled around trying to play Baby Got Back through the Bluetooth. When the song finally started it was like an earthquake struck.

“OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

“NIIIIIIIICEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”

“BRYCE! BRYCE! BRYCE!”

And Bailey was required to gyrate her tight naked body in all its glory to the crowd-deemed appropriate song. Everyone was laughing and jeering and going insane. It was the most degrading thing I’d ever seen anyone have to endure in my entire life. And it was happening to a girl I was falling in love with.

BAILEY

The night, like so many this past year, was topsy-turvy with emotions. But currently, things were going great.

I grabbed the cup that Shelby had sunk a ping-pong ball into and removed it from the table. I sipped on the beer that was inside of it - very slowly. I was getting a little buzz and did not want to get overly drunk – who knows what might happen with Craig later.

As I was nonchalantly holding the cup and not paying much attention at all to the game, Taylor’s ball landed in it.

“Way off,” I laughed.

Leslie didn’t share the same amusement as I did regarding the wildly inaccurate shot. In fact, she looked concerned.

“DEATH CUP! DEATH CUP! DEATH CUP!” Taylor and Shelby were cackling. I had no clue what they were so excited about, but a bunch of other people were now invested in our game.

“Oh shit, that is death cup!” Landon said, pointing at the cup in my hand. I could see the whites surrounding his eyes. I think he might have been on drugs or something, he looked unhinged. I pulled the ball out of the cup and looked at Leslie with confusion.

“AND THAT’S A SKUNK! SKUNK!!!” Shelby pointed triumphantly at her and Taylor’s untouched triangle of cups. “WE GOT TWO MORE SKUNKS EVERYONE!” Her annoying, shrill voice cut through the music.

A throng of students surrounded our table.

“IT’S BAILEY!” Bryce Ovello yelled. “HOLY SHIT BAILEY GIBSON EVERYONE! BAILEY GIBSON!!!!”

“CODE 69! CODE 69! IT’S GIBSON!!!!!” Brad Wood joined in.

I looked at them like the morons that they are.

“RE-LAXXXXX!” Leslie shouted. “She didn’t know the rules!”

“What rules?” I questioned.

“Ya got skunked!” Taylor said. “Shut out!” She pointed again, at the table.

“Yeah! And skunks gotta strip BUTT NEKKKID!!!” Shelby screeched.

“Yeah, okay,” I muttered.

“Yeah, it is okay! Everyone else had to do it!” Alexis joined in. “Did you somehow miss me, Shelbs, Bryce, and Brad doing it? It’s the house rules!”

“It’s her house! Dumbass!” Leslie argued.

“That doesn’t make her exempt!” Bryce said. Everyone agreed.

“Yeah, it’s only fair,” a small voice came from behind the seniors. CJ. I gave him a devastated look. He gave me a sarcastic smile and waved.

“The more stalling you guys do, the bigger the crowd grows. You’d be halfway done by now if ya just did it,” Landon said.

“Settle down, Lando, I’m doing it.”


“BOTH of you have to do it,” Landon retorted.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!” He and the other guys began banging on whatever surface was in front of them and chanting. They rapidly cleaned up all the cups of the table and motioned Leslie and I to get up on it.

I finally spotted Craig, but a bunch of dudes were holding him back. He was yelling “Stop!” but no one was listening, or could even hear him.

Leslie climbed up on the table and began dancing. Suddenly, a swarm of people were grabbing and pushing and pulling me, and I was yanked up on the stage myself. I stood up, and was able to mark Ben in the growing mass of kids. He was standing over in the stairway pointing at his phone and mouthing “MOM AND DAD!” Now, I was getting nervous.

Leslie pulled her shirt off and was working it for the crowd in her lacy bra.

“Why are you doing this?!” I said to her.

“To satisfy them so you don’t have to,” she said. Without missing a beat, she pranced and twirled and moved her hips. She pulled her shorts down and tossed them aside.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!” Leslie’s distraction plan wasn’t working.

“You guys, my parents are coming home. You have to leave or we’re all gonna be in BIG trouble!”

“You mean you’re gonna be in big trouble,” Shelby said.

“Yeah, better hurry up!” Taylor hissed.

“No, this party’s over!” I said. I climbed down to the edge of the table but these lunatics wouldn’t let me off. Ten sets of hands pushed me back to the center. They began lifting my shirt and if I didn’t give them some of what they wanted, they were gonna take it themselves. I was stuck.

I lifted my shirt over my head and you would have thought our football team just won state. I shyly stepped around the edges of the table while Leslie removed her bra. SHOOT! I did NOT think she was gonna go this far!!! She juggled her breasts and shimmied her shoulders to make them dance and she didn’t look the least bit bothered.

“LET’S GO BAILEY GET THOSE SHORTS OFF, YOU’RE BORING ME!” Alexis shouted.

I glowered at her. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled the zipper down. I clutched onto my underwear to held them up. It took me forever to get my tight jean shorts off my hips and the girls made vicious, rude comments about my butt in the process. The guys, on the other hand, were loving it, and I could see the jealousy in Shelby, Taylor, Alexis’ and some other senior girls’ faces. I was cursing myself for wearing one of my tightest-fitting panties tonight.

Leslie teased the crowd and then she peeled her underwear off and stood up fully naked in front of everyone! Ohhhhh nooooo! Leslie why?! She had zero inhibitions and 360ed in the nude. Now I knew I was not getting out of this.

“BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY! BAI-LEY!”

I could feel my face burning. The faces of my classmates became a blur. I just saw a million ear-to-ear grins. I reached behind me, and unhooked my bra. I didn’t take it immediately off. The cups loosened on my breasts, but the bra didn’t fall.

“SHOW YOUR TITS BITCH!!!” Some jerk yelled. I winced, and obliged.

I tossed my bra to the side and showed 100 of my classmates my bare boobs!

“HOLY SHIT WHAT A FAT RACK!!!”

“EVEN BETTER IN PERSON!!!”

“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!”

Were some of the comments that I remember. But there were many more – some complimentary, some vile – and they made my eyes water.

I copied Leslie – sort of. I held a breast in each hand and held them up so everyone could see and then I rolled my eyes and covered my chest. “There!” I said, mustering as much defiance as I could. “I’m done.” I scooched over and jumped off the table, but I should have known better. Like a pack of hyenas, the front row seniors were on me in seconds. They grabbed and groped my body. I felt large, strong hands all over my tits and ass.

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

They pulled the waistband of my panties away from my waist and let it rebound back like a rubber band. I’m sure the guys up close got to see my you-know-what when they did it. I was forced back on the table.

Shelby and Brad jumped up with me. Shelby teased the masses by tugging sensually on my underwear, but she didn’t remove them, or show anything. Yet.

Brad, meanwhile, the asshole that he is, trapped my arms behind my back and I could no longer cover anything. I tried to desperately kick him, but I was barefoot and it didn’t have much effect. My boobs were thrusted forward and upward and there was nothing I could do about it. I saw jaws dropping to the floor.

“AYYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSSAYYYYY!!!! AYYYYYYY WE WANT SOME PUSSAYYYYYYYY!!!!”

Landon was standing up on a chair like a composer guiding an orchestra.

“DO YOU GUYS WANNA SEE BAILEY NAKED?!?!” Shelby questioned.

There was a thunderous roar.

“Please, Shelby. Please don’t,” I begged. She just smirked at me – then pulled my underwear down!!! Everyone at school got to see my bare vagina!!!! Okay, not everyone but a huge portion of them!

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” I screamed in sheer horror as Brad held me in place and allowed the mob to survey and enjoy my totally naked body.

For some reason, probably because Shelby told them otherwise, most students were shocked and fascinated that I shaved down there. They reminded me of Ben with their fixation on it. And they all felt it was their right to comment.

“WAXED!!!! NIIIIIIIIIIIICE!!!!”

“I FUCKING TOLD YOU BRYCE!” Landon shouted. "GASSSSS!!!!!"

“BALD!!!! BALD AS A BABY!!!!!”

“WE CAN SEE YOUR WHOLE SLIT, BITCH!!!!” Some horrible senior girl screamed.

I felt like I had a 107-degree fever. I literally could feel my cheeks frying. I’d have given ANYTHING to be somewhere, anywhere than there.

“Let me see!!!” A voice squeaked from the back. I saw CJ standing on his tippy toes desperately and anxiously vying for a better look. Brad dragged me around in a semi-circle so that everyone could get the full-frontal views they were craving. My panties were still trapped around my ankles and I nearly tripped over them as he wrestled with me. Once I was facing CJ straight on, I saw Craig standing beside him with a devastated look on his face. NOOOOO!!!!! This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen!!!

CJ’s eyes escaped his skull and Brad continued to show me off like it was an auction, making sure the whole party got to see and comment on my body. The girls in the crowd looked at me with disgusted expressions, pissed that the guys were so enthralled. I again spotted Ben, a massive shit-eating grin on his face.

Brad told me I had to dance and I lost it. I began kicking and screaming and squirming around to get out of his clutches. I don’t even want to think what my boobs were doing during all of this. I managed to get free and I shot my hands over my privates to preserve what little modesty I had left. I again tried to climb down but the hornet’s nest of senior girls (and a few guys) were ready for me. There was more groping, and this time a few hands rubbed on my pubic region and I felt so humiliated and violated and shamed that I gave in and went back up on stage. I covered myself but everyone instructed Brad to “MOVE HER HANDS” and he did.

“YEEEEEEEEEEEEE HHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWW!!!!!” More unabashed cheering as my crotch and tits were back on display.

Ben got my attention again, mouthing “THIRTY MINUTES!!!” and that was the straw the broke the camel’s back for me. I kicked brad as hard as I could in the nuts and he let go of me.

“BITCH!!!” He groaned.

“FUCK YOU!” I yelled. I didn’t even bother to cover back up. I put my hand over my face and choked back tears. I took a couple deep breaths.

“DANCE! DANCE! DANCE!”

I was hyperventilating, but a half hour clock was counting down in my head. I listened to the song that was blaring, I knew it well. I knew the rhythm. And I fulfilled the stupid, unfair punishment to the pure and utter ecstasy of the crowd. I danced bare butt naked for the whole fricking song. Everyone got to see me shake my boobs and leave my vagina exposed as I rotated my hips to the beat. They STILL weren’t satisfied and made me turn around and twerk my ass to more hateful comments. It was absolutely undignified, and guess what? STILL NOT ENOUGH!!!! THESE CRUEL, GREEDY ASSHOLES!!!!

“WHOAH WHOAH WHOAH STOP STOP HANG ON!!” Bryce cut the music and interrupted my twerking. I palmed my goodies and looked at him.

“I did it,” I whimpered.

“yeah, I know but…can you just do it again I got the perfect song for it!”

“What?!” I frowned. “No please, just let me be done! I did it!!”

“20 seconds!!!”

The crowd went as silent as they’d been all night.

…

…….

………..

“I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE!”

“YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

I thought the house was coming down with how loud everyone cheered.

I covered my face again so these bastards couldn’t see me crying.

“Noooooo!!!” I groaned. Trembling, I looked up at the clock. How had fifteen minutes already passed since Ben’s warning!!!!! This wasn’t happening!!!!

Once my cheeks were dry, I raised my arms up and delivered the bare ass encore that the mob was begging for.

“BABY. GOT. BACK!!!”

I was forced to spin around, twirl, shake, gyrate, 360 – all with my boobs, butt, and vagina entirely bared for their perverted pleasure. How do I even go on after this? How do I go back to school on Monday? My life is over!!!!

Pattareth wrote: ↑Thu Aug 08, 2024 1:50 am Well, considering that Leslie is literally the one who kick-started all the events of this story by pantsing Bailey in chapter one, and their opponents being who they are, and everyone is already both drunk and horny, this’ll probably go in a direction I will not like. For the sake of my own mental state for the few weeks that will follow, i probs won’t read the next update until some feedback comes through. I get way to invested in these long running stories, especially when romance is involved, and seeing characters i followed and grew to like over the course of several months get maliciously stripped in front of a crowd always leaves me messed up after. I knew it was probably building up to this point from the very beginning, but I got too caught with the story to mentally prepare myself for it. I’m usually very careful about tags on when reading smut, but that’s not really an option on this site.

Can one of y’all do me a favor and give me a heads up on what to expect from the next update after you read it? I’d owe you big time. I’m a big fan of Drew and really want to see this story through to the end. Just let me know if it goes further than her getting her shirt lifted in front of the crowd, they’ve all seen her photo already so that wouldn’t be so bad.

Was kinda hoping nothing would happen (with Bailey specifically) during the party, and that the juicy stuff would happen after everyone left and it was just Ben, Bailey, Craig, and maybe a few others, but here we are. No offense btw Drew, this is a me problem. Write whatever you want to write dawg. I get that a lot of hard work and setup went into this and you have my utmost respect for that.

Hey heads up, you won't enjoy it.

drew wrote: ↑Tue Aug 13, 2024 9:20 pm

Please don't leave us waiting for too long, the story is in it's climsx and I can barely wait for how it goes from here!

Checking daily like a rat in a Skinner box. Eagerly anticipating the next chapter! Also, all respect to Pattareth (there's no right or wrong preferences in these things), but I loved how the party turned out. I wanted Bailey to end up naked. Everything about this story has been incredible.

BEN

The music finally stopped, but Bailey’s horror show hadn’t yet reached the credits.

“COPS! COPS!” People cried out when they saw the red and blue flashing lights outside the house.

It was a scramble to escape and many of our classmates resorted to climbing out the windows, as a bottleneck had formed at the back patio.

“HEY! GET BACK HERE!”

“STOP!”

I heard men yelling from the outside, and one of them was my dad.

My sister, meanwhile, was in a panicked rush to collect her clothes. But they were nowhere to be found. Perhaps they got kicked around in the chaotic stampede, perhaps some kids stole them as souvenirs. Who knows. All I know is Bailey made one of her biggest mistakes of the night in trying to find them.

“OH GOOD GOD!!!” Mom’s voice blasted through the living room as she managed to enter the house through the wave of Webberson students. Bailey was caught with nothing on. She instantly stood up straight like a deer caught in the headlights, and tried to cover up. “I TOLD YOU WE COULDN’T TRUST HER!!!!” Mom’s voice cracked with devastation and she turned and balled her fists toward our father.

Dad stared at his daughter with silent fury. He was shaking and breathing hard. Bailey clutched her privates as desperately as she could, tears trickling down her still-rosy cheeks. All our classmates had escaped by now. It was just me, Mom and Dad, and my bare-naked sister.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The cops knocked on the front door. “Mr. and Mrs. Gibson?!” I heard their muffled shouts.

“DON’T YOU MOVE!” Dad finally broke his silence, but didn’t take his eyes off of Bailey. He stomped past her and marched over to the entrance. Without hesitation, he swung the door open and the two young cops were treated to a full on shot of my sis cupping her tits and pussy.

“Oh!” One blurted out. Neither could keep their eyes off of her. “Errr…do you guys need any more help breaking things up…or it seems like…everything’s died down?

“We’ll handle it from here, thank you officers,” Dad said through gritted teeth.

“Okay, we’ll uhhhhh, we’ll make sure the others get home safely,” a cop said. But they didn’t make any movements to leave. They remained fixated on Bailey.

“Dad, please!” She begged. But Dad wasn’t even close to being done punishing her. Before closing the door, he stepped aside and pulled it as wide as the hinges allowed, making sure the officers got a priceless, lengthy look.

“I CANNOT believe you Bailey!” Mom screeched, once the door was shut and the police were gone. “What has gotten INTO you!? You’re the town…slut!!!”

“They forced me to do it!!!” Bailey sobbed.

“HAHAHAHA,” Dad let out an exaggerated sarcastic chuckle. He swiped viciously against a pile of beer cans and bottles, scattering them all over the floor. “FORCED, MY ASS!” He continued throwing stuff. He huffed and puffed. “BUTT ASS NAKED IN FRONT OF ALL HER FRIENDS!!!” He boomed. “PICK IT UP!!”

“They made me!” Bailey continued moaning.

“PICK IT UP!” Dad ignored her. Steam was coming out of his ears and my sister didn’t want to tempt him. She had no other choice but to bare her cans and bend over to clean up the mess. Her boobies hung and swung down in front of her and I was getting hard again. Two perfect pendulums. Bailey’s eyes darted nervously over at me and confirmed that I was enjoying this.

“Go to your room!” She spat at me.

“You are in no position to bark orders young lady!”

“He’s STARING at me! It’s weird and gross and he’s been doing it ALL year!”

It was my turn to flush. I urgently adjusted my boner. My parents gave me a glance. Mom sighed. “Benjamin, go upstairs, please. We’ll talk with you later.”

Fuck.

There’s no way I was gonna miss this exhibition. Fortunately, I had become quite skilled at thinking on my feet in these situations.

“Okay…I just need to find...my friend’s phone real quick…” I muttered. I feigned looking around the living room.

“You had friends over as well?!” Mom snapped. Bingo.

“Just a couple,” I said, as sheepishly as I could muster. “Not as many as Bailey!”

“Ughhhh, it doesn’t matter,” Mom sighed.

“It’s abundantly clear we can’t trust either of you. Clean up your mess, and we’ll talk about punishment after,” Dad commanded.

“Me too?!” I fake-protested.

“YES! Let’s go. NOW!”

I hurriedly bent over and got closer to Bailey. I stole some titty shots and, when I was sure our parents weren’t looking, I flashed her a grin.

“He’s smirking at me!” Bailey cried. “He didn’t have friends over; he doesn’t even have any friends! He just wants to see me naked!”

“Oh, for Heaven’s sake Bailey, you were just naked in front of half the town! Trying to act modest now is frankly, ridiculous,” Mom said.

“I’m going to get dressed first!” Bailey replied.

“No, you’re not! Let’s go, we don’t have all night, and your father and I are exhausted!”

My sister and I cleaned for fifteen minutes. She was careful, and did as best she could to keep me in her sights – only flashing her rack. She managed to keep one hand over her snatch the entire time. But, there was one glorious moment where Dad scolded and distracted her. I capitalized, and snuck behind Bailey right before she bent over. I was rewarded with an unobstructed shot of her beautiful perky butt cheeks AND a glimpse of her pink little asshole! JESUS!!!!

To make it even better, Bailey knew what I did, but there was nothing she could do about it. Mom and Dad clearly didn’t wanna hear her complaints. When she stood up straight and turned around, she saw me – bug eyed and slack jawed – and she gave me a look of devastated shame.

Bailey did a frustratingly good job of keeping her fingers splayed over her vagina. Even though I’d just seen her shaking it for everyone’s pleasure a mere hour ago, it was maddening. I tried some tricks to catch her off guard and see if she’d make a mistake, but none of it worked. Mom and Dad didn’t say anything about her only using one hand to clean and taking twice as long as she should. Dad was still fuming, and pacing. Mom looked defeated, leaning against the countertop, fighting to stay awake.

“Okay, is that clean enough for now? We can finish the rest tomorrow,” Bailey said.

Dad patrolled over to the back door and looked outside. “Does that patio and backyard look clean to you guys?”

Bailey pouted. “Dad, come on! I’m not going outside like this! It’s against the law…and The Ewing boys’ window looks right down into our yard! I’ll do it tomorrow!”

“Oh relax, they’re sound asleep!” Mom scoffed. “And if they’re not, it’s probably because their neighbor has been throwing a loud party all night long!”

“Mom, no!!!” Bailey whined.

“Sun’s gonna come up soon,” Dad warned. “You better hurry up, or you’re gonna be buck ass naked out there in broad daylight.”

“Uggggghhhhhh!!!!” Bailey groaned, and stormed outside. I followed her like a little puppy dog, hypnotized by her ass as her hips swung from side-to-side.

I was still in no rush, but Bailey had increasing urgency, knowing that Dad was right about the rapidly-approaching dawn. While she furiously kicked and shoved empty cans and cups into a trash bag, a light flickered in our neighbors’ upstairs window. Just as Bailey feared, I could make out our three younger neighbor boys staring out at my nude sis – the oldest one using binoculars. I gave them a cheeky wave. Bailey fired a hand up to cover her rack, but judging by the awestruck expressions on their faces - the brothers had already gotten looks they would remember forever of her tits.

My sister spent the rest of her time outside facing the boys’ window and keeping her boobs and pussy covered. This meant a painfully ineffective method of cleaning. It also meant that I had become her secondary concern, and I got as many free shots of her bare butt as I wanted. And I wanted a lot! Once we were done, Bailey backed her way indoors. I waved goodbye to our young peeping Tom neighbors, and shut the door.

I figured the night was finally over, and prepared to get ready for sleep. Despite the thrills of the past few hours, or maybe because of them, I was exhausted myself. But Mom and Dad had one last task for us.

“There’s beer stains all over that wall!” Mom complained, pointing up towards a raised overhang. “What were you guys even doing to get them up there?!”

“It needs to be cleaned, tonight, or there’s gonna be bugs and it will smell.” Dad said. "Especially in this heat."

“How are we supposed to even reach up there!” Bailey contended.

“There’s a stepladder in the pantry. Let’s go, get it done, and we can all get some sleep,” Dad responded.

My sister turned to me and slumped her shoulders. She raised her eyebrows as if to say “well?” – non-verbally directing me to go get the ladder. I scowled at her and went into the pantry and grabbed it. The ladder is more of a stool, it’s only 4 steps, and not the sturdiest piece of equipment. I set it up under the beer stains, but made no movement to climb.

“GO!” Bailey snapped.

“I’m not cleaning it, your friends did it!” I argued.

“YOU’RE taller, come ON!” She whined.

I crossed my arms in a stalemate. Bailey couldn’t reciprocate because she needed to cover.

“One of you get your ass up there right now or you’re both gonna be lugging ALL these trash bags to the curb - ” Dad looked directly at Bailey “- in your current state.”

“Fine with me,” I said. Dad gave me a piercing glare and I shut up.

“UGGGGGHHHHH FINE!” Bailey groaned. “But Ben is done, he can go upstairs now!”

“I have to hold the ladder,” I said. “It’s wobbly.”

“No…you just want as good a look at me as you can get, freak.”

“Bailey,” Mom sighed. “Just clean the fucking thing.”

Mom swore as infrequently as my sister. So, when she did, we all took her serious. Bailey grabbed a cloth, and wet it. She stepped up the ladder, and it was just as unsteady as I had warned. I moved over quickly to hold it in place with my foot. Bailey was eye-to-eye with me, but once she reached the top step, I was in line with her chest.

She had to make a choice, and once again, she chose to preserve her lower privates. She gave me a cautious glance and her eyes rolled as she reached one arm up to clean the wall – and bared her titties right in front of my face!!

I tried not to make a sound or change my expression as I inspected Bailey’s cans up close and personal. I knew my parents’ eyes were on me. It was nearly impossible to remain straight faced as my sister stood on her tippy toes and wiped the stains, causing her boobies to jump and dance all over her chest.

Fearful that her little brother was being treated to an amazing encore performance of her tits, Bailey mistakenly glanced downward, and that was all it took. She misplaced her focus – only for a split second – and lost her balance in the process. She fell forward, almost off the ladder, and instinctively raised her bottom hand to catch herself on the beam above…

And there it was!!!!

My sister’s mesmerizing little kitty, bared again, in ALLLLLL its smooooooth shaven glory!!!!!

“AHHHHHH!!!!” Bailey squealed in embarrassment as Mom and Dad got their first looks at her coochie. She had fallen forward at an angle. Her feet remained on the ladder but she needed both hands to prop herself up and ensure she didn’t fall flat on her face – meaning an extended full frontal shot.

My eyes scanned all over her vagina, knowing this would prolly be the last time I got to enjoy it.

“BEN MOVE THE LADDER UNDER ME!!!!” Bailey screamed. I ignored her.

As much as I wanted to keep gawking, I was curious at our parents’ reactions. I looked sideways at Mom, who looked more annoyed than anything as she eyed her daughter’s body in a disapproving manner. Dad continued to look furious, but his eyes were wide and LOCKED on to Bailey’s rockin, bald pussy. There was definitely some intrigue there! See, I’m not the only one!

Bailey caught all three of us looking. “STOP STARING AND HELP ME!!” She cried.

Before either of my parents could steal the opportunity, I knelt downward to the ladder.

“NOT YOU, YOU PERVERT!” She screamed as my face was now mere inches from her slit. I moved the ladder and she slipped off. I caught her with my hands and her skin felt so soft and smooth and in contrast my dick was diamond-hard but it was thankfully tucked under my waistband. Bailey ripped herself away and fired her hands back over her tits and box. She screamed with shame and called me a pervert and creep and every other named in the book as she stormed upstairs and slammed her door. She was finally safe.

Wow! Not sure if my comment served as encouragement for you, or if the timing was a coincidence. But regardless, thank you! Another great chapter!

Great chapter! Definitely looking for more Bailey!!