Do it without complaining

From Create Your Own Story

Being a young teenage girl is tough!

Strip? That's all? Maybe this won't be so bad. You saunter towards the table and climb onto it, shaking your ass and licking your lips. Though your heart thuds in your chest, you try your best to act sexy and provocative, hoping they let you go easier.

"Yeah, baby!" one of the men yells. The all laugh and clap as you shoot him a wry stare and throw your chest forward. Time to start stripping. You think back to all those music videos you've seen.

First, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. They're just barely big enough to slip off without unbuttoning, so you do that slowly, inching them down one side after another. As you do that, you duck and strut on the small surface of the table. Soon, at least half your ass is sticking out, revealing your thong. The men cheer when you bring your legs together and let go of the shorts, making them fall the rest of the way down your legs. With a seductive grin and a flourish of your hands, you kick the shorts towards the men, hitting one of them in the face. He's grinning as it falls away.

Next, you cross your arms and grab the opposite ends of your shirt. As you sashay and shake your almost-bare ass, you lift the shirt slowly up your stomach. Your smooth teen abs send the men into an uproar; they shout and laugh and urge you on. Giving them a seductive look, you lower the shirt all the way back down. They groan at your teasing, but cheer when you pull it up again, this time higher than when you stopped. You continue that - lifting your shirt, then lowering it, then lifting it again, until it's at the very bottom of your tits. Then, in a sudden movement, you whip the shirt all the way off and fling it into the crowd to join your shorts.

You're now standing on the table in just your thong and bra, being leered at by these men.

"Fuck, I didn't think you'd be this into it," the cop who greeted you at the door says. "You're one hot fuckin' slut, you know that? Keep going!"



Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.

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