*Go for more money
From Create Your Own Story
"$50 is nothing", you say, "let's raise the stakes a bit". "What did you have in mind?", asks Becky. You think of the best way to either get the most money you can from Becky. But before you can fully think about it you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind "Give me your entire paycheck for the week and I'll take off my dress completely and ride the rest of the way to school naked.". Not only did that slap a look of utter shock onto Becky and the geeky boys across from you but it seems like half the bus caught that. You immediately regret it but it's too late now. Your only hope is that Becky refuses to pay. "That's a lot of money", says Becky, which fills you with relief, "but I don't think you'll do it. I'm calling your bluff!". It's like the words were a needle full of adrenaline and fear. You can't believe it. Surely Becky knows you never back away from a challenge. But this is insane. But you could use the money and school isn't THAT far away. So many thoughts course through your head imagining the scenario. As you think about it your pussy gets a bit damp and your hormones take over your conscious thoughts. You reach down and pull the dress up past your navel, over your tits and up over your head. Your pulse is pounding and every sensation is multiplied by 10. Your pussy is flooding with juices that are getting all over the seat. Becky is soaking through her pants as well, her juices mixing with yours. The nerd boys across from you gave up all pretense of not staring and now everyone on the bus except the driver (who's watching the road as he should) is crowded around you. 30 classmates are now seeing your most personal parts exposed. Nothing to do now but grin and (literally) bare it. You reassure yourself "it's only 30 people out of the whole school and none of them are in my classes except Becky who's my friend. Besides, this is my last week. If I can get through this and pass my finals I'll be out of here and not have to worry about it". That calms you down, or at least makes you as calm as a naked girl with a sopping wet pussy can be. "Am I enjoying this?!?", you ask yourself. Regardless, you realize you're still holding your dress. "I guess there's no point holding it if I can't use it. What do you do with your dress?
