Ask Julie first
From Create Your Own Story
"You, Julie," you reply instantly. "Truth or chicken?" you poke back, trying to antagonize her.
"Tr- no, I'll let you dare me. Why not? You're harmless."
That last comment was almost under her breath, but not quite. You know you're not that exciting most of the time, but you also know that you're not just some good little girl. You can be fun and wild. So you try to think of something riskier, although you are indeed aiming for something harmless.
"You have to... wear your clothes backwards."
Julie scoffs at your dare then pulls her arms into her shirt. Spinning the fabric around her body she does a double take when she remembers what she's wearing. Her shirt is a T-back tank top and, now that it's turned around, leaves nothing but a thin vertical strip of fabric between her boobs. She is wearing a bra though, even though she's only an a-cup. Each bright pink cup sits happily on display in the open. She glares at you a little but with a hint of a grin as if she likes where you're taking this. Brendan is all smiles now that he's looking at panties on one side of him and a bra on the other.
"Shorts too," you add.
"I'm getting there!"
Julie stands up in a huff and quickly slides her tight black dance shorts down her legs. Some very colorful rainbow panties come into view. It takes you a moment to realize that it is actually a thong. Brendan's eyes help you determine that when they light up as she bends over in front of him. You wonder if mom knows she's wearing thongs. Maybe that's why she's been doing her own laundry lately.
Her shorts are back on in short order. They look a little off being backwards, but besides a mild wedgie you're sure it's mostly comfortable for her.
"I saw your butt..." Brendan says in a hushed tone, still all smiles.
"I'll see yours soon enough," she replies confidently, sitting next to him. "But first..." she starts, turning back to you. "I want to change this a little bit. I'm going to dare you back sis, but then I think we should just give dares in a circle. I think that's easier."
You and your brother shrug and nod approving of Julie's suggestion.
"m'kay. Then your dare is to do a strip tease."
"What?!" you ask in shock.
"You know, start taking your clothes off, but sexy... I guess you don't have to get all the way naked, but you should try!"
You prance in place nervously. You're really not a good dancer. You've done some gymnastics, but you don't have a lot of rhythm. But never mind taking off your clothes while doing it!
"Oh, let's put on some Beyonce!" Your sister grabs her phone excitedly.
The music starts but you still just stand there prancing. Your siblings coax you into moving more, your brother yelling for you to strip and your sister telling you to move with the beat and follow the words.
You lift your arms above your head and sway your hips from side to side. You can feel your shirt lift slightly when you do. You don't think your belly button is out, but you have no doubt that they're getting a better look at your yellow panties. You can feel yourself blushing as you stand there swaying awkwardly. Then you hear some of the words. Something about being on her knees? Okay then...
With a turn you drop down to your hands and knees. Unsure of how to dance on your knees you shaking your butt around and wiggle as much as you can. Your sister Julie starts hollering. Brendan just laughs at you. Between the two of them chattering so wildly you can't stay down very long. It feels too embarrassing.
Oh he so horny, yeah he want to fuck He popped all my buttons, and he ripped my blouse
Her words are so dirty. And you're starting to feel dirty by association since your sister told you to 'follow' them. You couldn't possibly rip your top, but you try to draw inspiration all the same. You pop one of your arms free from your t-shirt and reach across for the other one. But you stop short. You chicken out. Instead you slip the free arm out of the bottom of your shirt. At least it's "less" on now. And your siblings seem to like it. So you throw your arms up again... and immediately regret it. Your free arm pulls the left hem of your shirt all the way up and onto your shoulder flashing part of your chest! You pull your shirt down right away blushing harder than ever.
"Yeah! Keep going sis!" Julie shouts.
You're way too self conscious of your itty bitty titties to flash any more of them, but with your older sister's encouragement you do try to continue. Using the hand sticking out the bottom of your shirt, you grab onto the waist of your panties and yank it around playfully, as if you're contemplating removing them. Sticking your other arm in the air you bounce around trying not to accidentally flash anything else. Your shirt rides up a little, definitely showing off your stomach, but it settles there and let's you have a moment of fun.
"Show your butt!" yells Brandon.
You think about that for a second. You've already flashed your chest, which is way worse. Besides, you're kind of proud of your butt. Why not show it off?
Turning away from them, you move your hand behind you and push your undies down with your fingers. Slipping the waistband under each cheek, you wiggle your bared bum in the air blushing even a little harder than before. Your brother's cheering doesn't make it any easier either. But you're starting to have some fun. You jump in a circle and flail about comically. The panties slide lower and lower in the front as you bounce around and you have to keep yanking up on them to keep them in place, but now you don't want to stop!
"The song's almost over. Do a finishing move!"
Maybe you should just go for it. But... maybe not all the way.
You once again turn away from your siblings then pause to gather your courage. With little effort, you slip your panties the rest of the way off. Feeling the thin fabric brush down your legs makes you tingle with naughtiness. But with that out of the way there's only one thing left. You reach down for your hem and pull upwards all the way to your neck. And it's at that moment that you notice Julie's mirror on her desk.
Your brother and sister laugh and cheer in unison. You crumple to the floor as the song is ending, kicking yourself for not seeing the mirror sooner. You wrestle your way back into your shirt before you stand up and bend over for your panties.
"Nice job, Stephi! It almost looked like you knew what you were doing!" she teases you.
"Thanks," is all you can mutter. Your cheeks are beginning to hurt from blushing so much. You're also starting to sweat. At least you must be since your panties feel a bit damp.
