Chapter 5 by Johanna

What is the first request?

"Flash and remove my underwear"

You can feel your pulse accelerating as you type this and your message goes through to the hundreds of viewers. You glance around to make sure nobody is at least looking at you directly; you have no doubt as to the power of the Rulebook now, but there is still no way you can do this if someone is watching intently. Fortunately nobody is. The hundreds of viewers online do not count... at least, relatively to those present.

You cannot help but continue looking around as you slowly begin to raise the hem of your skirt. Then, as you are still apparently ignored, you jerk it up sharply, hold it for three eternity-long heartbeats and pull it back down. Your screen practically explodes in appreciative messages; in real life the reaction is more subdued, but a couple of people begin to look at you now. Now that you started, however, it is somehow easier to carry on.

Still red-faced but determined, you carefully reach under your skirt, making sure you are not showing more than you need too. You feel almost dizzy and you peel your panties down and awkwardly step out of them, holding the skirt down unnecessarily and feeling unbelievably exposed, even though once you stick your underwear into your bag, nobody can possibly tell something is incomplete about your wardrobe.

You reply to a few messages to buy some time to steady your breath, but before long friendly chatter turns into reminders that you still have two tasks to do... And you really wonder how are you going to **** yourself to do them.