Summer Slam - stripic

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Kelly was ready to leave her podunk town and go off to college in the big city. But first she had to go even further into the boonies. Her grandparents had offered to help her with tuition, but only on the condition that she would stay with them every summer. So after her high school graduation, Kelly packed her bags and drove her pickup to her grandparents’ farm.

Even though she was worried about getting bored, Kelly was excited. She loved her grandparents, and if nothing else, working on a farm for a summer seemed like fodder for a great story. She soon learned there were other perks, when she met the neighbor boy Mark helping her grandfather service a rundown tractor. He was very handsome in an unassuming kind of way – straw colored hair sitting in a mop over his freckled, slightly sunburnt face. He looked so innocent, like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. But every once in a while, you’d catch a devilish twinkle in his eye, and he’d say something so ornery, you’d think you were talking to Satan himself. Naturally, Kelly immediately fell head over heels for the boy.

The two became fast friends. And though Mark flirted relentlessly, he never really made a move. His suggestive comments left Kelly pink in the cheeks, wondering if he liked her or was just teasing. A couple of weeks after she had started living with her grandparents, she went over to Mark’s house. To Kelly’s horror, she found him sharing a beer and a laugh with two girls around their age. She played it cool and after Mark introduced them, she even found herself liking them. Jesse and Lane were just so friendly. They were both from local farming families, and had gone to school with Mark. To Kelly’s immense pleasure, she learned they were all just friends.

“You know Kelly, you’re one of us now. I was thinking we should have on of our old fashioned drinking sessions by the scarecrow tomorrow night so you can meet the rest of the gang.” Mark had the trademark twinkle in his eye as he said this.

“Really Mark, you think she’s ready for that?” Lane asked, eyes narrowed. Jesse seemed to be stifling a laugh.

But Kelly didn’t understand what the fuss was about. “Sure I’d love to come and meet everyone.”

“It’s a date!” Mark exclaimed, the exact phrase that would make Kelly’s knees weak.

The next evening, Kelly spent a long time primping in front of the mirror. The phrase “it’s a date” ran through her head. She said the phrase over and over in her head, trying to analyze it from every angle for hidden meaning like some kind of abstract painting. She wore a nice green dress that plunged low enough to show her ample cleavage. It was tight enough to hug her ass but it was clearly more of a nice dress than a pornographic ensemble. For the first time since coming to the farm she wore heels and did a full face of make up. She even curled her hair. Kelly wanted to look perfect, just in case this really was a date. And looking in the mirror, she knew she did in fact look perfect. She spun around, making sure every angle was up to her standards before grabbing a denim jacket and heading out.

When she arrived at Mark’s she followed the noises through the corn field to the party set up. Mark, Jesse, and Lane, were all seated around a small fire in a clearing in the field. There were four other guys she didn’t know and looming over them was a scarecrow made of sackcloth and stuffing without any kind of adornment.

“Well aren’t you just half as cute as two spotted pups playing in the sunshine on a warm Spring day?” Mark said when Kelly arrived, handing her a beer.

Jesse rolled her eyes. “Ignore him, he’s drunk,” she said. But Kelly didn’t care, trying to remember the exact wording he used, so she could save the compliment to her memory banks. She sat down and took a swig of the beer, starting to enjoy the party.

After a while Mark asked, “Say Kelly, what do you think of our scarecrow up there?”

“Well, it seems a bit lackluster.”

“Lackluster! Why its buck ass naked! Now how would you feel standing up there buck ass naked for all of creation to see?” Kelly felt her face glow a little at the thought. “That’s why we have a bit of a tradition around these parts, where we come together to try and figure out how to dress the scarecrow.”
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Not sure where this story is going, but can't wait to find out!
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Neither does the OP. :lol:
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Looks like everyone is waiting until the last minute! Two contest posts yesterday, and I'm barely going to make it as well. XD

Hopefully I'm allowed to post ON the deadline, rather than before it. My story is done, but it exceeds the word limit. Surprise, surprise. Gonna have to spend a little time trimming it down before I can legally submit it.

In the meantime, enjoy the bumped Part One as a tease for tomorrow's post. :)

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*Lady Lucia* wrote: Tue Jul 12, 2022 2:01 am Looks like everyone is waiting until the last minute! Two contest posts yesterday, and I'm barely going to make it as well. XD
Yeah Stripic never did post a response to your prompt, and I have a bad feeling that SDS is not participating at all anymore. You and Revengedpirate might end up winning your battles by default. At least everybody else completed this round.
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PART TWO
by Lady Lucia

Dressing a scarecrow, as a drinking activity?

It wasn’t exactly Beer Pong or Flip Cup, both of which Kelly was excited to try for the first time. She had heard college stories from her friends’ older sisters, but had never really partied in high school. That didn’t mean she was totally innocent, of course. Kelly and her closest friends drank every now and then; mostly cheap alcohol, courtesy of those same older sisters. She flirted, too, but more in that ‘southern belle’ way where it was impossible to tell if she was interested or if she was just being friendly. Deep down, she knew she was being a bit of a tease, but that didn’t stop her from appreciating some male attention while avoiding any actions that would label her as a slut.

It’s part of why it was so easy to like Mark. For once in her late teenage life, there was a boy she could actually do something with. And, whether he knew it or not, he was giving her a taste of her own medicine. Flirting, maybe. Into her, maybe. Or she could just be misreading the whole thing. It was driving her crazy, even now. And, with such a big group, she could only hope that the two of them might be able to steal away once she had some liquid courage to help her make a move. Maybe in the forest? Risky, and a little scary at night, but it would also be super hot to see that mischievous twinkle in a more intimate setting.

“Sure, sounds fun!” Kelly said. It was odd, actually being from a bigger town than the group of rural teens circled around the fire. This was definitely the first time she had ever had a drink under the stars. “Dress it how?” she asked, with a quick scan of the circle to see if anyone brought a bag of spare clothes or something.

“Well, just a bit of stripping here and there. You volunteering, babe?” Mark replied, “Kidding! Around these parts, we keep it fair. Who has the coins?”

“Right here!” Jesse hopped up from her seat and pulled out a small pouch from the bag beside her. She walked over to the two of them, jingling what must be the coins Mark had mentioned. “So, Kelly, whoever draws the ‘69 quarter has to add a piece of clothing to the scarecrow. And no repeat layers, yeah?”

Innocent as she was, Kelly definitely knew why they picked that particular number.

She was also at a severe disadvantage, wearing a dress while everyone else wore at least two layers. Thinking quickly, she reached back for the denim jacket she had shrugged off before sitting down with her beer. From a few feet over, Lane piped up. “No way, Kells! We already started. No putting on more clothes.”

“But-”

“Sorry, Kelly,” Jesse said, “She’s right.”

“Rules are rules,” Mark winked. He fearlessly plucked a quarter from the pouch, but simply closed his hand around it instead of looking, “You hafta wait until everyone draws,” he explained.

“Umm, okay,” Kelly said. As Jesse offered the small bag to her, Kelly left her jacket folded up beside her. If Mark was that quick to draw, then she needed to prove that she was brave, too. Besides, it was only a one in eight chance that she drew the wrong coin. “Here goes.” She reached into the bag and mixed up the quarters for a second with her fingertips before drawing one herself.

Jesse walked around the circle and offered the coins to the four other boys, ending with Lane. “Okay, big drink first . . .” At Jesse’s words, everyone knocked back their beers and began chugging. Kelly scrambled to lift hers to her lips and get a few good swigs before they were all told to stop, “And, flip!”

Everyone checked their coins out, and Kelly’s was already sitting on ‘heads.’ Which meant she could immediately see the date ‘1969’ in the firelight.

What were the chances?? As she quietly lamented her bad luck, everyone else started sharing ‘not me,’ ‘not mine,’ ‘82,’ and the like. It didn’t take long until all eyes were on her and Mark; the only two who hadn’t spoken up. “Kelly?” Mark asked, with an excited grin, “It’s not me, so . . .”

It was one thing having Mark’s attention, but Kelly had no idea how to handle the whole circle of rural teens looking at her. “It’s me,” she squeaked out, praying that the dim lighting would hide her blush, “But, I can’t-”

“Sure you can!” Jesse smiled. She dropped her quarter back into the pouch, then collected Mark’s, before holding out her hand for Kelly’s. “Besides, this means we can skip to the next part.”

“Umm, what’s that?” Kelly asked. She didn’t have nearly enough beer in her to give her the bravery required to strip in front of a small audience, and her mind was still racing with possible excuses. What if she wasn’t feeling that well? What if she had a curfew? Although she doubted any of them would believe her; not when she would only be bringing something like that up /after/ she drew the short straw.

Mark glanced at her with that smirk that normally caused butterflies. At the moment, however, it only made her more nervous. He said, “Once the scarecrow is dressed, the last boy or girl who added something gets to take its place. Then we get to dress you however we like!”

The explanation was both nerve inducing and low key relieving at the same time. On the one hand, it meant that she would have to stand up there in her underwear and let a whole group of tipsy boys stare. But if all it took was another draw of the coins, then she’d have clothes again pretty quickly. If she was lucky, maybe part of Lane or Jesse’s ensemble, though the odds pointed more towards wearing boy clothes.

Jesse finished making the rounds, then took a moment to lean down and whisper in Kelly’s ear. “It’ll make Mark notice you. Well, notice you even more.”

“Come on, Kells!” Lane blurted out. Her exclamation immediately caused the boys to jump in, egging her on. ‘Strip!’ ‘Dress the scarecrow!’ Even Mark joined in, raising his empty bottle in a mock toast. “You got this, cutie.”

Steeling herself, Kelly knocked back the rest of her beer and stood up before she lost her nerve. The cheers of everyone else emboldened her a little bit, and she took a tentative step towards the naked scarecrow.

Jesse was eager to help, and walked over to assist before Kelly even asked. “Here, let me.” With one hand on the nervous girl’s shoulder to steady her, Jesse fully unzipped the back of the dress. Kelly’s bare back and bra band were instantly on display, causing another wave of cheers. With that, Jesse stepped aside and let Kelly take care of the rest.

However, she got busy with something else. Lane joined her, letting the boys kick back and enjoy the show. While Kelly began working on her dress, the two farm girls made short work of taking down the scarecrow. First the arms dropped, and then the body was untied and taken off the wooden post behind it.

Meanwhile, Kelly stripped. The only thing she had ever taken off for an ‘audience’ was her tank top, and that was just a dare with three other girls at a sleepover. But showing off a bra was different than baring her underwear. And stripping for girls was a LOT different than doing so for boys. She hadn’t had nearly enough beer to have that brand of courage, so it was mostly the hoops and hollers that encouraged her, as well as her desire to impress Mark.

Without much bravado, Kelly let the green dress slip off her shoulders. The cut was low enough that there wasn’t much resistance after that. Her dress brushed past her boobs and, seconds later, was pooled around her ankles. Part of her regretted it immediately, as she stood in the dark green set of lingerie. Lace bra and matching thong, definitely more meant for the bedroom than for actual comfort. But another part of her was a little excited, doing something so adventurous and bold. It’s not like she’d see any of these guys after the summer, so there was no panic about her reputation.

Still, she felt the eyes on her before she even looked up from the fallen dress. The wolf whistles and applause helped as she came to grips with the fact that she was barely dressed any more, and she couldn’t help but glance towards Mark. He was grinning, and not at all being subtle about the way his eyes were taking her body in. Cleavage, even more pronounced in just a bra. And, all that bare leg and midriff aside from the little strip of skin her thong covered. She was flattered, yet also embarrassed about how exposure was allowing all the other boys to look at her the same way.

“Hey, Kells? Over here, girlie,” Lane said.

Jesse had dragged the scarecrow a few feet away from the now empty post, while Lane still stood next to it with a ball of twine in her hand.

Kelly was already past the point of no return. Bending over to retrieve her dress would mean her cleavage practically spilling out of her bra, as well as her ass jutting out from the maneuver. Instead, she stepped out of the fabric pooled around her ankles and went over to Lane. A slight breeze made her blush all over again. Something about walking around in her underwear made things feel a lot more real than standing still.

Following Lane’s directions, Kelly raised her arms until they were parallel with the horizontal part of the post. Lane made short work of wrapping the twine around Kelly’s wrists, only pausing to shush Kelly when she whined about how it was too tight. The thin coil was digging into her skin a bit, but Lane simply tied a complicated looking knot and moved onto the other arm. Next, Kelly’s feet were bound together before being tightly attached to the wooden base. Finally, Kelly’s midsection was tied up, her mostly bare back flush with the post behind her.

“Done!” Jesse exclaimed, from a few feet away. The once bare scarecrow was now wearing Kelly’s dress, propped up against a bale of hay as if it was part of the audience.

Kelly could only think about how the green number looked a bit stretched out from all the stuffing, and she didn’t feel nearly as brave or sexy when tied up like the inanimate scarecrow that she was now taking the place of. “So, now you dress me?” she asked. Without the warmth of her denim jacket or the fire that she was now farther from, it was a little cold. And, with only a lace bra on, she was nervous one of the girls might notice what the temperature was doing to her body.

“Dress you?” Lane sneered. Her personality did a total 180 as she pulled out a pocket knife from her back pocket. “You agreed that we could dress you however we like. And I bet you’re a lot prettier than that ugly scarecrow when /you’re/ naked.”

Wait, what?

While Kelly was still processing what surely must be a joke, Lane stepped forward and cleanly sliced through one of Kelly’s bra straps. “Lane!” Kelly gasped. But her reaction didn’t seem to faze the girl. In a matter of seconds, Kelly cut the other strap, then reached around and undid the clasp with just one hand. She whipped the bra off and tossed it, a wicked smirk on her face.

The boys cheered more loudly than before, and clearly had no qualms about staring at Kelly’s now BARE breasts. “What are you doing?!” Kelly exclaimed. She wriggled and squirmed, but achieved nothing but making her boobs bounce around for the boys. With the twine pinning her to the post in so many places, she was good and truly stuck up there.

“Almost there, Kells,” Lane taunted, hooking her fingers into the waistband of Kelly’s thong. Ignoring the girl’s protests and pointless bucking, she effortlessly sliced through the two sides of the thong and pulled it off her body.

Kelly screamed. For about two seconds. Then it was nothing but a “MMMM” as Lane forced the just removed thong into her mouth. Jesse was there in a flash, slapping a piece of duct tape over the now naked girl’s mouth. Kelly desperately shook her head, looking at the two girls with wide eyes. This wasn’t fair!! She had never felt so betrayed and humiliated in her life, and every second was worse than the last as the girls stepped aside and let all five boys drink her nudity in.

“You really do have an effect on these new girls,” Lane teased, as she left Kelly and walked over to Mark. To Kelly’s horror, the crop top clad Lane dropped down to straddle the boy Kelly had been crushing on, and deeply made out with him for a few seconds. Then, standing back up like it was nothing, Lane put a hand on her hip, “Luckily for him, I’m not the jealous type. Jesse?”

“You know the rules, boys. I mean, what’s Kelly? Number five?”

“Number six!” one of them helpfully corrected.

“Six, then,” Jesse giggled. She reached over and pinched Kelly’s nipple, causing the girl to let out a muffled yelp into the underwear gag. “Remember, you can touch her for as long as you’d like. /Anywhere/ you like. But if you go farther than that, Lane and I will destroy you. Got it?”

Once again, Kelly frantically shook her head as she realized that Jesse was basically giving a bunch of drunk, horny boys permission to violate her. What’s worse, the mischievous boy she thought had a thing for her was already taken, and had just been manipulating her this whole time. And so had these girls.

The boys were probably in on it too, if she was the SIXTH.

Lane sauntered over. “Be a good scarecrow, kay, Kells? We’ll be back tomorrow morning to let you down.”

Kelly’s whole body jolted as she felt the rounded end of the pocket knife inside her most private area for a few seconds. But, despite how hard she tried to plead with her eyes, Lane merely slipped it out again and went to retrieve Mark. They walked hand in hand with him away from the fire and into the darkness of a nearby field. Jesse was quick to follow, shooting Kelly a parting wink and a teasing wave.

Then it was just four boys and a tied up, naked girl.

And none of them looked particularly shy.
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Great story!
Was she gagged with duct tape, or underwear though?
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Thong muffled her scream; duct tape kept her from getting it out and probably further quieted her. :P
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