A hallway of heavy stares at her.

Jordan crept her way out the bedroom door. Her eyes went wide as she saw the hallway lined with people. Some staring at her, waiting for her to move. Some just enjoying each others company and the loud music. The completely underwear clad Jordan crept through the crowded hallway. Emily came up behind her.

In a short whisper, "Downstairs garage." Emily shoved past her. Jordan grunted. She couldn't believe this was happening. Dozens of people are soaking in her exposed form. She knew what she had to do. She had to make it to the garage. It wasn't going to be a hard task, but it's going to assure that a lot more people get to see her in her underwear. Jordan covered her chest and crotch as she reached the stairs. Jordan hesitated before taking her first step down the stairs. Her face grew bright red. Just as she was about to place her barefoot on the carpeted stair she heard someone callout to her.

"Hey Jordan! Haven't seen you a second." It was Jason. Jordan panicked, it was coming from down the stairs. She saw the top of Jason's head peak from around the bottom of the U shaped stairs. She turned around trying to find another place to go to get away from him. Her foot hit the front of the step she just tried to take and tripped. She stumbled forward right into body of a guy hugging the wall. He was tall, and broad chested. Making her stumble seem more pathetic than violent. He grabbed around her shoulders.

"Woah" the guy said catching Jordan. "Are you good?"

Jordan's face grew a dark red, "Y-yes. Goodbye!" Jordan turned back around in a fluster only to stumble again this time into the chest of Jason. Who is now noticeably more sober than before. She bounced off of him, landing still and paralyzed by his presence. Jason looked down.

"Woah." He let eyes linger, taking in her whole frame.

"Heyy Jason. Good- Good to see you." Jordan blushed

"What... happened?" Jason looked shocked.

"I- Well, It's- It's a long story..." Jordan turned her head.

"Oh. Well, do you want my shirt?"

"yes!" Jordan snapped, "Please."

Jason lifted off his white, grungy graphic tee, revealing a tight white tank top under. He passed it to Jordan.

"I need to hit the bathroom, hope this helps" Jason walked past her. Jordan was stunned. She quickly put the shirt on. She heard a couple deep sighs from the people around her. The shirt was just large enough on her slender frame to go right past her butt. She restarted her journey down the steps. Now feeling much more confident. It took a minute to actually find the garage. The house felt deceptively large. The crowd was dying down even more as time went on. Jordan eventually stumbled on a long hallway with a heavyset door at the very end. The garage. She entered and looked around to see Emily sitting bored, while scrolling on a phone. Jordan's phone.

"Hey wait, where did you get that?" Jordan argued into the cold large concrete room. Emily popped up.

"Oh finally, I-" She was stopped dead in her tracks. The once underwear clad girl was now in a comfy looking t shirt.

"I see you found some clothes- congrats!" Emily walked up to Jordan. "I found this in one of the rooms, you took so long that I got bored and started to start scrolling. I found some interesting things" Emily taunted Jordan shoving her own phone in her face.

Jordan lunged for it but missed. "Give it back. I need to call an uber home"

"An uber home? Isn't that what got you in this situation in the first place?"

Jordan blushed. She had nothing to say. Emily still had all the power.

"Someone might've shown you some mercy, and I was going to play a fun game with you. Now I have a better idea." Emily marched to a nearby cabinet, pulling out a large collection of spray bottles and cleaning supplies. She pulled out bottle in particular. A clear generic spray bottle, with a worn tape label making it impossible to read. "Close your eyes tight."

"What?"

"Close them. Now. Or I start exposing the pictures I took tonight as well as some of these." Emily shoved Jordan's phone in her face, showcasing an array of horny text messages along with the photos she made her take from before. All to a random number. Jordan whined, closing her tightly.

Emily walked around Jordan, spraying the liquid into her hair until her hair was dripping wet. She reached for another mysterious bottle and started to spray that. Emily reached for a comb from her pocket and started to slick Jordans hair back. Her fluffy black shoulder length hair now was slick to her head and behind her ears. Her scalp started to tingle.

"What is this stuff?" Jordan's voice shook.

"Oh, just a little routine my mom and I do every now and than." Emily stepped back in front of Jordan. She took a deep breath, taking her very sweet time, she took out her scissors from before and held them to Jordan's shirt collar. She started to snip down her shirt to ensure you could see her red bra. Each snip was long and drawn out, causing Jordan to wince every time "You can open your eyes now."

Jordan opened her eyes, "What is this?"

"It's a hair lightening routine. Here's the thing though, we're really only suppose to leave it in for a few minutes. Any longer and you risk stripping your hair on all color."

Jordan's eyes grew wide as she ran her hand through her hair.

"Oh my god," Jordan panicked and started to spin around the garage looking for some water or anything to wash the chemicals with.

"I have the water right here." Emily pointed to a bucket by where she was sitting. Jordan ran to the bucket, dunking her head before picking it up and dumping it all on her. The large bucket on water soaked her t-shirt tight to her skin, revealing her red underwear underneath.

Emily started to laugh, "Oh my god, all I sprayed in your hair was water! I just made you pour all that water on yourself for no reason."

"Oh cmon! Let me go now!"

"No. Now I need you to take off your underwear and rejoin the party. I hear there's a beer run some boys are doing. I want you to tag along."