Turn 7 - A winner but is the game over for good?
The group sat back down around the board game buzzing with excitement,the boys near finishing but the girls all fighting not to be last place.
Oliver didn’t bother rolling as he was only one space away from finishing so didn’t need to. The rules for the last space said they you had to do the dare or move back a whole 6 spaces to to 19.

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9 - Undress - Draw Clothes card. and go to a semic public place with risk (but not guarantee)of being seen. + 7 - Skirt/trousers down past underwear
The group grinned at his discomfort, it was a choice between winning but also having to expose his underwear in a public place and risk someone not in the game seeing him. If he skipped he would potentially risk a greater exposure.
“Where would I have to go?” Oliver asked the group. The grinned conferring all getting into the game now. Poppy didn’t say anything but was in on the conspiracy as the other others whispered ideas.
“Ok you gotta push that table over towards the window and stand on it.” Immy announced. Reluctantly he got up and walked over, the sounds of afterschool sports being played echoed up from outside.
“The girls netball team right there though!” he complained looking out seeing all the pretty sporty girls in their short netball skirts playing in the tennis courts of the playground.
“We’re on floor 2! No one's going to look up. Probably not anyway” Callum chimed in grinning at the geekier lad's reluctance.
Oliver gave a look back over to the girls, getting his own blush to his cheeks. Could have get away with finishing the game without anyone seeing his underwear? Despite his lead he knew probability and what could easily happen in a game.
Without a word he sighed and pushed the table over so it was right in front of the window. Using a chair he stepped up so he was in clear sight of the window in full for anyone looking up. Unfortunately many of the other classroom's lights were off so he was somewhat illuminated.
“Off off off off off!” Chanted Immy impatiently coming closer to get a look at the lads stripping.
He unbuckled his belt, and slowly unsnapped his grey school trousers, the overly formal piece of attire suddenly felt very fiddly as he nervously undressed for the first time in his life in front of three young women. He didn’t turn round, keeping his front to the window as he pushed them down and let them drop to his ankles.
“Wooo nice legs” added Sienna coming over with the others to enjoy a boys dare for once.
“Thanks I guess” stuttered Oliver, clearly uncomfortable.
“Lift your shirt up, it's not fair to cover it with your shirt.” Immy complained.
With nothing but a reluctant front he obeyed pulling his white shirt up to fully reveal his grey boxer briefs to the room. They clung to his form showing the shape of his bottom and luckily with his facing hid the bulge in the front from his earlier excitement that hadn’t really calmed down. He covered this anyway fearing Immy leaning over to get a look. Worse still he looked down on the crowd of girls jumping around most of their eyes upwards as it followed the ball, how easy would it be for one to spot him and his exposure.
He looked back over his shoulder and even Poppy had come over and was staring at his underwear with an odd expression on her face, she hadn’t even noticed him turn around to look for her. The fact that he was at the attention of three girls and at risk of being seen by a whole year nine netball team somehow didn’t help his excited state and he struggled to contain his boner, keeping it well hidden with his hand over his crotch.
After what felt like an appropriate amount of time he quickly pulled down his shirt and redressed climbing down off the desk. “So did any of the young girls get a shock?” Immy giggled leaning over the table to look out of the window but saw none of the younger girls acting like that had seen anything special about their window. While leaning over her skirt rode up showing off her stripey panties panties again.
Sienna merely rolled her eyes at the spectacle and headed back over to the group to complete the turn. Only one of them had rolled the dice so far. The group settled back down gently ribbing Oliver for his blush and his awkwardness as he sat back down. The game had a winner but the rounds would still play out until everyone had finished or someone had run out of lives.
Oliver - 5 (25)

Poppy - 3 (21)

Imogen - 2 (14)

Callum - 3 (22)

Sienna - 3(16)
Poppy went next a 3 moving her to space 21. Imogen only rolled a 2 keeping her in last place moving her to 14. Callum rolled a 3 moving him to space 22 nearly finished as well. Finally Sienna rolled a 3 moving her to space 16 a small lead over Imogen but still at real risk of losing.
The round was a quiet one with no triggering of dual dares or special places. All that was left was the drawing of high cards. Everyone turned over their cards, mostly having high numbers apart from Poppy who turned over a 3.
Nervously she reached over to draw a card for her dare.

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9 - Undress - Draw Clothes card. and go to a semic public place with risk (but not guarantee)of being seen. + - 5 - Underwear showing ( this may partly exposed or through tights etc)
Poppy blushed, it wasn’t the craziest of dares but still very embarrassing for the shy girl who was often plagued by self confidence issues. She knew she could take a penalty but they could quickly add up especially if she refused a few finish line dares moving her back. The other two girls could easily catch up.
“Where would I have to do it?” she asked, blushing and readjusting her glasses in awkwardness. Imogen as the highest card technically could control the dare so she thought hard. She actually wanted Poppy to do the dare and didn’t want to scare her off.
“Ok we're going to open the door to this room and you’ve got to stand with your skirt raised up just inside the doorway” Immy giggled seeing the smaller girl squirm in embarrassment. Like a robot Poppy stood up, now the center of attention, the pale-faced girl couldn't help flushing bright red again just to embarrass her even more and make her feel like a child.
She tried not to think how lovely and womanly the other girls had looked with their panties revealed and how childish she would look in comparison with the design and her stupid lack of curves. Her heart hammered in her chest, she had never even forgotten her homework and here she was about to lift her skirt in school! In front of boys! In front of Oliver! Immy was at her side all of a sudden grabbing her hand.
“Come on it’ll be fine” the happy girl giggled pulling Poppy along towards the door. The door was propped open shortly afterwards as the short girl found herself standing in front of it. Her school uniform had always seemed an orderly protection, no need for fashion or thought of what to wear, just a perfect symbol of education and conformity. Now she stood in front of her peers wearing the school's white blouse, tie, skirt, tights and her regulation black pumps. AND about to lift her skirt.
Taking a deep breath her fingers brushed the sides of her skirt, the fabric now somehow alien. She slowly lifted it but it had a long way to go to expose her unlike Immy’s unorthodox uniform choices of skirt length. It seemed like a naughty tease to the other students as she slowly revealed her skinny legs inch by inch to them. Instead to her it was a detached nightmare as ever so slowly she revealed herself cm by cm sending shivers down her spine. Surely Poppy wasn’t about to lift her skirt, not Poppy who was top of her class, not Poppy student council treasurer, not Poppy who had only had her first kiss days before. The glass windowed door to the empty classroom opposite theirs gave her a slight reflection as she watched the young girl across from her lift up her skirt, she gave a shocked intake of breath when white could be seen through the tights, even on the reflection.
Most of the others had quickly assumed that due to the dark tights there wouldn’t have been much to see, instead the pure white of the knickers contrast perfectly to the material pulled tight against her legs and bottom. Oliver nearly creamed himself, the other girls were lovely but this was his friend and she was showing her underwear to them, the tights little protection for her modesty. Again in some ways the wearing of tights was almost a fetish in itself, a juxtaposition of the modesty of a school uniform. Poppy raised the skirt all the way up her back fully revealing her
knickers to the room.
The pair were pure white and large covering her whole bottom and lower back, they were a fairly childish cut with little loopings of trim around them but luckily missing any real ‘little girl design’ that would have really humiliated her. She felt so foolish right then as she couldn't take her eyes off the girl in the reflection, she could have been 11 still in primary school showing her knickers off after a handstand competition. Poppy’s lip quivered. She felt so foolish why had she ever done the dare.
“No face the other way” Immy laughed, turning her around to face the room. “That way it’s extra risky for you as you don’t know if anyone stood outside” the curly haired girl laughed.
Poppy obeyed without thinking, her brain not comprehending the situation as she turned to face the four other teens. Her hands gripped her skirt like a lifelife keeping it up and exposing her undies. Time slowed it seemed like an eternity, she looked between the grins of Sienna and Callum mocking smiles and sneers at how pathetic she looked. Imogen laughed, her voice now full of needles and ridicule. “Come on girl you need to get some new knickers” the hyper girl said staring at the plain white garments. Poppy nearly burst into tears.
She looked over at Oliver, he had his hand over his crotch and was staring straight at her panties, not even meeting her eye, not even blinking his full focus on her. Was that lust in his eyes? Her breathing slowed, she looked around again, the good natured teasing of Immy rang true, she was currently complaining about none of them wearing a thong. Sienna rolled her eyes, responding something about Poppy being in the most appropriate school panties possible, they were probably on the prospectus under uniform. She took a breath, this was not bullying, no one was trying to humiliate her, just well have fun at her expense, just like the rest of them. And Oliver was staring at her! He had finally noticed she was watching him, he looked away blushing as much as she was, he had crossed his legs suspiciously, surely he didn’t have a boner from seeing her panties through her tights.
“Oh Mr. Sterling!” Immy suddenly shouted in shocked surprise looking out of the room over Poppy’s shoulder.
Poppy gave a scream of terror and humiliation quickly pulling her skirt back down and spinning around. Her mind raced, how could she explain this to a teacher! A teacher had seen her knickers! Was this the end of their new game, was this the end of the club?
