Becca's Bad Bet (New Chapter May 31th)

[StreakingFan06]

Chapter 1: Over the Sleepover

“This is so boring!” Tabby said as she threw her head back against the sofa.
“Yeah, we should have stayed over at my place, at least my dad has a pool table.” Said Amber.
“Don’t worry girls, the fun is about to start!” Becca called as she came into the living room with a bowl of popcorn for her friends who were sitting on the sofa in their PJs, a shirt and sweats for Tabby and a nightgown for Amber, Becca herself dressed in a onesie, combined with her hair up in a messy ‘tail and glasses a size too big giving her a rather dorky air.

“You say that every time Becca, and all we ever end up doing is watching TV or playing one of those ‘edu-tainment’ games of yours.” Amber said as she reached for some of the salty little puffs Becca had brought in. It was true, indeed, that Becca had something of a reputation for being the sheltered little nerd in the school, and while her friends stuck by her side even they had to agree that her sleepovers could be rather dull.
“Well…” Becca started, sitting between the girls “We could play one of those naughty games like… Twenty Questions!” Tabby and Amber could only groan. “Oh you have got to be kidding me!” Tabby said, “That’s not a naughty game girl!” “But one of use could say something candid…” Becca replied, grabbing some popcorn. “You want candid? How’s about Tabby tell us about that hunk muffin of an older brother?” Amber said, smirking. “Oh My Gosh shut up!” Tabby replied and flung some popcorns at her friend. “Okay Okay, how’s about this… Truth or Dare?” Amber said as she looked deviously at her friends.
“I dunno about that.” Becca said, knowing full well, from the stories she had heard, that Amber’s ToD sessions usually lead to more than a little skin showing. “Oh don’t be such a baby Becca, it’ll be fun!” “Well I’m game, but only if we DON’T Talk about my meathead brother.” Tabby asserted, eyeing Amber.
The girls had moved the coffee table out of the way and sat on the floor of the living room, as Amber began the game…

“Truth!” Becca requested. “Have you ever seen a penis?” Amber asked. Becca felt herself turning as red as her hair. “Just when I had to wash my younger brothers, but that’s it I swear.” “Lame.” Tabby replied. “Alright then, Tabby, Truth or Dare?” Amber said, Becca was just glad she wasn’t in the spotlight anymore. Truth was Tabby’s choice, and when Amber had asked her the same question as she had given Becca, she couldn’t help but look at Becca and reply “Oh yeah, you know Jared Wittlestock? I once caught the dork cranking his hog behind the shed at the pool, veiniest cock I ever did see.” Both girls had a laugh at the thought, knowing full well their friend had a crush on him. As it became Tabby’s turn to ask Becca, Becca knew that she would use a ‘Turth’ to worm out embarrassing secrets, backed into a corner, metaphorically, she chose Dare.

“Alright, I’ll go easy on you, for now, I dare you… hmmm… I dare you to take your top off!” “But I’m wearing a onesie!” Becca retorted. “So, just unzip and pull it down to your waist, unless you are like Amber and don’t wear a bra, there’s nothing to worry about.” Tabby had said. “O-okay…” Becca muttered as she started to unzip her onesie, exposing a cotton-candy colored training bra cupping a pair of small breasts, pulling her arms loose she tied the sleeves around her waist to keep them in place. “And the respect meter goes up half a notch.” Amber said, smugly surprised that Tabby had gotten Becca to show her bra. “Okay Becca, your turn to ask.” Tabby said. Becca pondered for a second, wondering which course of action to take, and decided to ask Amber. “I’ll take one Dare with a side of fries please.” “I dare you to um… take off your panties and go commando.” Becca blurted out. “Ooooh Becca getting a little spicy!” Tabby said. “Please that’s too easy.” Amber replied as she got up on her knees and reached under her nightgown to fidget and shimmied off a pair of baby blue panties, which she promptly held out to Becca. “Your prize ma’lady.”

Amber sat back down crosslegged and Becca could have sworn she say the faintest peek at her pussy, a slight tuft of blonde hairs. Becca knew she was herself was a late bloomer but… no, her eyes had to be playing tricks on her. Her friends couldn’t be THAT much more mature than her… right? She put her ‘prize’ on the floor and asked Tabby what choice she would make. “Truth, as I’m not an exhibitionist like Amber.” “That’s because you have nothing to show.” Amber replied smugly.

And so before too long it was time for Becca’s next dare, and the words that came out of Amber’s mouth chilled her to the bone. “I dare you… to go streaking! That’s right, bare ass, out the door, down the block and back. And no covering.” “You can’t be serious!” Becca said, knowing all too well Amber was not one to bluff. “Someone might see me…. Cops… what if my parents suddenly drive by!” Becca’s mind rattled through a thousand different scenarios, each worse than the last, her knees knocking and heart pounding. “That’s cool, of course if you forfeit I can simply just tell everyone how gleefully you got me out of my panties, I wonder how many people would be shocked to find out you are lesbo?” Amber said, stepping closer to Becca. “Tabby, help me out here…” Becca said. “Sorry Becca, but a dare IS a dare, and I am a credible witness to the panties hand-off.” So this was it then, back to the wall Becca was going to get humiliated one way or another, weighing the odds, she knew for a fact Amber and Tabby would blab, but if she got lucky maybe people wouldn’t see her naked dare?

“Strip strip strip!” her friends chanted, as Becca sighed and surrended herself to the winds of fate, grabbing her onesie’s sleaves she started to unravel them, grabbed her zipper and pulled. Stepping out of her PJs she started to under her undergarments and covered her shame. “it’s not streaking if you are covered.” Amber reminded her. “Besides it’s nothing we haven’t seen in the showers.” Tabby butted in. And so Becca moved her hands to reveal raw, unfiltered Becca, from head to toes she was now exposed to her friends, her smattering of freckles on her chest and thighs, to her smaller than average breasts, that little mole on her butt… and perhaps most damming of all, a smooth-as-silk pussy baring not even a hint of hairs. She headed for the door when a firm smack across her ass from Amber startled her. “For good luck.” She said as Becca turned the knob…

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is pure fiction and for entertainment purposes only and does not in any way reflect real events or people, all characters presented in a sexual context are 18 years or older. Please feel free to ask questions between chapters (which I hope to keep posted every couple days)

[mikewozere]

Love ToD stories, hope it's a humiliating one

[StreakingFan06]

Love ToD stories, hope it's a humiliating one

Thank you, I am working on the next chapter now and no spoilers but there will be humiliation.

[StreakingFan06]

Chapter 2: Fast and Flash

*Slap Slap Slap* Becca's feet against the sidewalk as she moved, the sound of her heart pounding was almost too loud in her ears, her butt still tingled with the fresh smack that Amber had given her. She kept her head on a swivel, looking every which way for potential bystanders and making a mental map of any and all potential boltholes incase things went south. One hand pressed firmly against her small breasts, not that there was much to see regardless, and the other hand cupped over her pussy to try to emulate even a modicum of modesty. She was keenly aware her butt was on display for any prying eyes behind her, but it was a sacrifice she had to make. She could only imagine what she looked like to anyone who saw her, what would they think, what would they say?

"Exhibitionist Pervert!"

"Put some clothes on you freak!"

"Show some decency young lady!"

Fictional voices filled her head with all manner of comments, shaming her, lured remarks, even words of encouragement! She made her way down the street, doing her best to bob and weave between the glow cast by the streetlamps and sticking to the shadows as much as possible. But alas, she came to the first hurdle, a crosswalk! Looking both ways, even naked she couldn't help but fall into habits, she made her way forward, now totally in the open. Without bushes or shadows to provide cover she was well and truely exposed. She was about halfway across when one, no two, lights began to approach her....

"Do you think we maybe took things too far?" Tabby asked. "Nah, she knew the risks, she knew the rules." Amber replied, looking out the window, watching her friend's bare ass bolt down the street. "Perhaps but... damn did you have to jump right to streaking?" Tabby asked. "Its my ace in the hole, you know that Tabby." Amber said, not taking her eyes off the window. "Wonder if she will get cold feet and book it back inside?" Tabby went over and gathered up Becca's discarded garments, placing them on the sofa before planting herself on the other side. "Any of those veggies sticks out here?" She asked, looking around in the larder of the night's snacks. "Shit!" Amber exclaimed. "Oh come on, they aren't that bad!" Tabby said. "What? No, I mean there's a car headed towards Becca!" "No way, lemme see!" Tabby replied as she got up and dashed towards the window, and sure enough their friend was now but moments from being cast in the light of an oncoming car.

Becca froze, unable to think, instincts took over and she bolted like a frightened animal. Landing flat on her tummy in the grass as the car wooshed by, she lay still for a few seconds, no doubt they had seen her! Her only hope was to get moving and shake off her fear, heart pounding she got up on her knees and brushed off some loose grass from her belly and a few strands that clung to her pussy. People always told Becca she needed to "touch grass", but she doubted this is what they had in mind. Adjusting her glasses she looked around, the coast was still clear, she hoped that car did not get the full frontal when she took off, hopefully they did not recognize her. She set off to the end of the next block, with luck she was over the hump and things would be smooth sailing from here, or as smooth as having to run bare ass naked could be.

Deciding to trade cover for raw speed she moved her arms from her privates and let them pump back and forth as she ran, a risk but one she hoped would get this night over with faster. Becca was far from what one would consider athletic, mostly skin and bones with just a smidgen of remnant childhood chub on her butt and tummy. She wondered to herself if her appearance would inadvertently make her situation more acceptable if she was seen, just some kid being silly and not an 18 year old pervert out for cheap thrills. She reached a lamppost and grabbed onto it, letting her momentum twirl her around, mission accomplished! She allowed herself a brief moment to catch her breath, this nightmare would soon be over.

Then she heard a voice "Becca? Becca is that you!?" And she felt her blood run cold.

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Can't wait to see who she runs into that knows her

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Fun story look forward to more!

Also I laughed at the NSFW tag like anything on this website is haha!

[StreakingFan06]

Chapter 3: A Not So Cheerful Encounter

Becca remained stiff and unmoving as a statue, unwilling to turn around because she knew exactly who was behind her, and knew that her night of embarrassment was about to get a whole lot worse. She heard the car come to a stop, and the noise of both doors being opened. “Becca, it is you! I recognize that freckled little ass from the locker rooms.” It was none other than Cathrine, the head of the cheersquad and who’s popularity and alpha bitch was the stuff of legend. Becca clapped her hands over her pussy faster than lighting and meekly looked back, “Oh um hi Cathrine…” she croaked out, her voice even more nasally than usual. “You are probably wondering why I’m out here b-b-butt naked…” “No need to explain.” Cathrine said, “We always knew you were some sort of weirdo pervert.” She was standing there with her second-in-command Mandy, a tough-as-nails tomboy, if Cathrine was the brains of the operation, Mandy was the brawn. “But this? This really has to take the cake, I mean running around STARK ASS NAKED….” Cathrine said, louder than was needed as if to alert the whole world to Becca’s state of undress. “Well, maybe we should help you out, after all that’s what friends are for, right?” Cathrine said with a venom that would have made even a cobra jealous. She snapped her fingers and ordered Mandy to grab Becca’s arms. Before she could bolt she felt Mandy grab her and pry her hands away from her pussy as if they were guarding a most valuable treasure.

“Hey check it out Cat, the dork doesn’t even have any hair on her muff!” Mandy said, holding Becca wide like a starfish. The verbal remark about her development only served as the icing on the embarrassment cake she was now eating. Cathrine leaned in close and observed Becca’s pussy, nothing the lack of pubic hairs and how her inner lips remained tucked away, hidden from the world. “Very astute observation Mandy, I guess someone never got a visit from the puberty fairy.” “Cat stop, please!” Becca said. “Is it money you want? I can do your homework! Anything just please let me go!” “Now why on earth would we wanna do that?” Cathrine replied. “When having a naked dork will be so much more fun!” It was then that Becca felt a finger brush her pussy ever so slightly, making her shudder, she lifted a leg up and used her thigh as a makeshift shield. “Oh Becca, that was just a taste, if you want it, you are going to have to earn it.” Cathrine said with a wicked grin…

“Should we do something?” Tabby asked as they saw who it was that had captured their friend. “No way dude, that’s that bitch Cathrine and that goon of hers Mandy, no way in hell am I going to put my ass on the line with those two around!” Amber explained, for as tough as she was she knew there were some fights you can’t win, and it would be foolish to try and take on those two head on. “I’ll call the cops!” Tabby said, reaching for the landline.” “Are you nuts!?” Replied Amber “They will ask why Becca is naked, she will blab, and we will get in trouble too!” “Well we need to think of something, we can’t just leave her to their mercies!” Tabby said, freaking out. “I’m thinking, I’m thinking…” Amber looked around for something, anything they could use. She got Becca into this mess, and she was going to help get her out. Even if it meant resorting to some… less than scrupulous tactics.

Cathrine had Becca walk in front of her, Mandy keeping one hand on her wrist so she couldn’t bolt. Becca didn’t know much about Mandy, and with her bangs over her eyes her expression was hard to read, but she couldn’t help but feel like she was more than gleeful about getting to grab a naked girl. Becca’s pussy was still tingling from Cathrine’s finger and she was only glad that such a touch didn’t trigger her arousal, this was bad enough as is, if she had leaked she may as well be six feet under by now. They came to a small field and Mandy let her go, but not before giving her butt a firm squeeze. “Don’t run, I’d hate to have to bruise this cute ass.” She said, crossing her arms and standing behind Becca, who assumed the classic ENF pose of covering her pussy and boobs.

Cathrine stood across from the two girls, hands on hips with and air of being in charge around her. “Welcome to exhibitionist training one oh one!” She said with a smirk. “Let’s give a big round of applause for our start student, Rebecca Applebottom!” That Cathrine could so easily swap between being a cold-hearted bitch and a peppy cheerleader honestly creeped out Becca, she was clearly enjoying hamming it up. “Alright, lesson one, an exhibitionist doesn’t cover.” She told Becca, wagging a finger. “Let’s show the world the goods, don’t be a rube, let’s see some ass and boob!” Becca felt a slap on her butt from Mandy and the shock and pain caused her to expose herself on reflex. “Way to go Becca!” Cathrine cheered. “But Mandy, let’s not be so hard, we don’t wanna break poor little Becca… yet.” She said with that cold sting of hers that could pierce reinforced steel. It took all of Becca’s willpower, not to mention the thought of the brute behind her, to make her not bolt away like terrified prey.

[justcantgetitup]

Poor Becca. I can really identify with this character as I was a weedy, spotty nerd at school and could easily have been led into trouble by friends just like she was.