Kinktober Day 9: Stripping
#9 of Kinktober 2023
These are very short, quickly written stories with no editing or review. Just writing to write.
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Day 9: Stripping
"I pick...pants," Emily told me, grinning as Amy scooped up the cards and began to shuffle them again. I sighed and rolled my eyes, sitting up from my cross-legged position on the floor and reaching for my button. "Hold up, hold up! You can't just tear it off! Where's the performance? The tease? Where's the dance?!"
"You're the worst friend I think I've ever had," I snarked, rolling my eyes. Getting into it, I twirled my hips, slowly unbuttoning my jeans and furling them open. Gingerly, I slowly slipped them down, revealing my black thong that I'd mistakenly decided to wear today. Amy and Emily both squealed and clapped as they saw my thong, and my face flushed with heat as I finally kicked my pants off to the side. "Happy?"
"De-lighted!" Amy announced as I sit back down. I remained cross-legged, figuring why the fuck go for modesty now? As fate would have it with my shitty luck, I had to be the first person to lose an article of clothing. The others were grinning at me as Amy doled out another round of cards. I took mine and pulled them up, looking down at them.
I'm gonna let you in on a secret. I had no fucking clue what I was doing.
"Alright, wanna trade any in?" Amy asked. I was starting to think these lying bitches didn't have any idea what they were doing either! Emily shook her head. I shook my head too. What the hell; I wouldn't know if what I had was good or not anyway. "Alright, let's see those hands," the polar bear told us. She put down two of her cards, two Kings, and red flags started flooding my mind. Hold up a fucking minute.
"Oh hey!" Emily squeaked, showing me two Aces. Hold the fuck up!
"You two have got to be cheating!" I squeaked angrily, throwing down my jack and queen.
"No, you just don't know how to play the game," Amy told me, shaking her head and quickly scooping up all the cards yet again. "Let's see...it'd be fun to see you in bra and panties. Shirt has got to go."
"Don't forget to make a performance out of it," Emily reminded me. Scowling, I got to my feet again, not willing to go against the spirit of the bet, and slowly began unbuttoning my shirt. I wore a green bra today because I didn't think anybody would be taking my clothes off, and as I slowly peeled my shirt off, the two other bear gals across from me applauded and whistled their approval as I dropped my shirt.
"Be honest, you two are absolutely screwing me over here, aren't you?" I asked. Amy and Emily shared aghast looks, and I knew they for certain were screwing me over. Once again, cards were dealt out, and I threw my cards down as soon as I picked them up. "At least TRY to hide it!" I yelped indignantly, pointing at the four and nine I'd been dealt.
"Oops, looks like you lose!" Amy said, showing off her two Aces as Emily showed off her two. "Lose the bra."