Her True Self - Sex Stories

Her True Self

... seemed disappointed in the dare. Amy knew they were hoping to see her body, so actually this seemed like a good compromise. Plus, Maggie made a good point. Just because she signed up somewhere didn't mean that she had to do anything with it. And Maggie was so drunk, she'd probably forget.

"Fine," Amy said. "But Hannah, can we go home now?"

2

The next morning, after Amy showered, she got really nervous. She hoped Maggie and everyone else forgot about the stupid dare, and by lunchtime she started to get hopeful. But it was not to be.

The knock came on the door right after she'd finished cleaning up lunch. Amy was home alone, since her mother and older sister were out shopping together. She went to the front to answer it.

Maggie greeted her.

"Sup, bitch. Let's do this."

"We don't have to. You could just tell them I did it."

"That's no fun," Maggie said. "I'm doing you a favor. Live a little. I'm driving, but you need to tell me the address. You said you knew a place."

"Yeah," Amy said, and pulled out her phone.

The drive was only around twenty minutes, and they took it mostly in silence. Maggie and Amy had never really hung out much, and she was shy anyway. They didn't have anything to talk about, and if Amy had to guess she thought that maybe Maggie was a little nervous too. She couldn't think of any other reason that the girl wouldn't be yapping on incessantly.

That theory died when they pulled into the parking lot. Maggie let out a holler so ...

... loud Amy jumped. "This is going to be fucking awesome," she said.

Amy did not agree.

The building looked like a church, with a tall steeple and everything. The words "True Selves" were put up in large plastic letters on the brick wall, but Amy could see that there used to be other words up, revealing it as a former Presbyterian Church. That made sense.

"We don't..." Amy started, but Maggie cut her off.

"Get out of the car and not another word from you about backing off or I'll tell the whole group you didn't do the dare. You know the punishment for that?" Maggie asked.

"No. Are there rules for that?" Amy asked.

"I have no idea, but we're here now. Let's go in."

Amy begrudgingly got out of Maggie's car and followed her into the church.

"Welcome," a man greeted them from behind a desk. Amy could already see that he wasn't wearing a shirt, and hoped that the desk was hiding his pants instead of his penis. "How can I help you young ladies?"

"We're here to sign up," Maggie said, before Amy could get a word in.

"Okay, wonderful. What do you know about True Selves?"

"Only that signing up will let me get naked whenever I want," Maggie said.

"Well, that's true, but that's not really getting to the crux of why we do it," the man said. "I'd be more than happy to start your initiation process, but I think for your sakes that you might want to know what you're getting into before you start?"

"Yeah," Amy said. Her curiosity always got the better of ...