The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01

... shrugged. "Would've asked for your bra, but it's pretty obvious you're not wearing one."

Sylvia shuddered, but then looked at the scissors again. She gulped.

"I'm... not wearing panties, either."

Ivy snorted. "You're joking."

"Does it really look like I had the luxury of choosing my outfit today?" She snapped. Sylvia grabbed the hem of her pants and turned to the side, revealing a bare thigh to the other girl with an annoyed expression.

"Alright, fine, I guess." Ivy rolled her eyes. "Still can't have you running around with my secret, though.

"I'll tell you what we'll do, instead. Get naked."

"What?" Sylvia groaned. She saw the look in the other girl's eye as she spun the scissors around one of her fingers. There wasn't much of a choice, but still, neither option was ideal. "I can't do that! Not again!

"I've spent half the day running around this school butt naked, I finally get clothes again and now you're going to take them?"

"Relax." Ivy breathed out "I'll give them back afterwards."

"After what?"

"After I'm finished with you." She shrugged with a hand out, as if to imply it was a stupid question.

Sylvia shut her eyes and sighed. She took a deep breath and made up her mind.

Her shirt was mostly torn by this point, the rip going from one side to the other, connecting to one of the large sleeves in a way that exposed the bottom of her right breast. She decided it could be the first to go.

Ivy eyed her as she slid both arms into the ...

... garment and lifted it quickly over her head. Her breasts didn't move much as they were exposed, not wearing a bra meant they were already sagging down a decent amount. She handed the shirt over to Ivy, who took it in one hand, the other still holding on to the pair of scissors.

Then, there was only her shorts. They were already pretty loose, so they slid off easily. As her butt stuck out, Sylvia thought about pulling them up and making a dash for the door, modesty be damned. But she had tried that with Ivy once before and the other girl seemed more aware this time around - it probably wouldn't work a second time and she didn't want to think about what might happen if it didn't.

She let the garment fall to the floor and stepped out of it, kicking it along the ground to Ivy. She didn't bend down to take it, only stepping on it with one foot and sliding it along the ground out of Sylvia's reach.

She was down to nothing but her shoes, bare breasts sagging to either side as her now-dry pubes seemed to stand out in contrast to her smooth stomach.

Ivy glanced her up and down, then rolled her hand around, as if to signal to Sylvia to keep going.

"And the shoes."

"You can't be serious!"

"And. The. Shoes."

Sylvia moaned as she kicked the shoes onto the floor between the two girls. She felt weak and helpless in front of the other girl, her hands covering her nudity as she tried and failed to maintain some amount of calmness. Her toes tucked into her feet as she ...