Ashley and her father!

What the fuck?! Why the hell are they awake and in the kitchen right now?

My father and Ashley are both sitting at the kitchen table, staring at me as I stroll into the kitchen in my birthday suit. My father looks dumbfounded, while my sister just sits there with a huge grin on her face.

"Gah!" I yelp as I cover myself up. "What are you two doing here?!?"

"We're eating just breakfast, a better question is why did you just mosey on in here in the buff?" my father asks quizzingly. Like my mom, he probably isn't angry but he definitely would never expect this to happen.

"Lost all her clothes to her sister last night playing blackjack. Now she has no. clothes." my mom answers casually, before I have a chance to speak.

"What? That's absolutely ridiculous! Is this some kind of prank? Are there hidden cameras around here or something?" my dad demands. He's always been a bit of a goofball, but I can tell he still doesn't quite believe my mom.

"Nope, moms right. Em was so dedicated to winning she started betting all the clothes she had. Too bad her luck never turned around." Ashley chimes in with a smirk. "Frankly I'm glad you're still wearing your 'outfit' from last night, Em. Naked really is a good look on you. You should wear it to school" she says giggling.

I blush at my sister's comment, which is quite noticeable with my fair skin. I will NOT be wearing my birthday suit to school.

"This is nonsense, you're all messing with me, aren't you? Emily, is this true?" my father asks.

Well I already told my mom the truth, and Ashley was literally there, so I just nod my head.

"Wow, that is... bold. Why on Earth would you do something like that, Em?" my father implores.

"I just... really wanted to win. I wasn't really thinking I guess." I admit. "Now that we solved that mystery, I would really like some clothes now."

"Sounds like you gave them all away." my dad jokes. I don't have time for his 'dad humor'.

"Well, yeah, but I was hoping SOMEONE would be nice enough to give me some." I say, rolling my eyes. I was clearly referring to Ashley, but I wouldn't complain if even my dad gave me something out of his closet.

"Nope. I already told you, they're my clothes now and I'll do what I want with them. You knew the stakes before we played. Hell, you came up with the idea!" Ashley reminds me.

"Please, anyone, I just want something to wear. I'll literally take anything. " I plead my family. "Mom, please? Can I have something from your closet?"

"I already told you I won't be helping you. You need to learn how to take responsibility." my mom replies. "Now sit down and eat, your waffles are getting cold."

I roll my eyes and use my body to pull my chair out from the table, so that I don't have to uncover myself. I look down at my plate of waffles and sigh. I don't know how I'll be able to eat these and remain covered. At first I cross my legs and try to use my hand that was previously covering my crotch to cut the waffles with the side of my fork, but the waffle is too thick for this to work. I debate just not eating, but my growling stomach wont have any of that. Groaning internally, I uncover my boobs so I can use that hand to cut the waffle with the knife. Ashley smirks again, clearly enjoying every second of my embarrassment. I notice my father trying his best not to look at my tits, but I occasionally catch him stealing glances out of the corner of his eye. I don't blame him, it's not everyday your daughter is naked at the breakfast table.

I plow through the waffle, not keen on the idea of my boobs just hanging out in front of the fam for any longer than necessary.

I realize I haven't asked my dad for clothes, so I do so as I take my plate to the sink for washing.

"Dad... I know it's weird but can I borrow something from your closet? I really need something to wear today."

"Sorry kiddo, I was considering it earlier, but your mother is right. I can't encourage this sort of reckless gambling and if I have you my clothes I would be doing just that." my father says sympathetically.

What the fuck is wrong with my family? Their daughter and sister is completely naked without a stitch to her name and they aren't going to help at all! Pissed of yet again, I return to my classic hands-on-hips pose, about to tell off my mom, dad, and sister with my goods on full display.

"You guys are ridiculous. I'm standing here BUTT. NAKED. asking for clothes and you can't give me ONE thing to wear? Unbelieveable. Look, I made a mistake but that I think this is going too far. I really cannot believe you." I state.

"Sorry Em, but that's it. Your father and I have made up our minds. If you want something to wear, it'll have to come from Ashley." my mom says, annoyed.

I want to scream. I look at the clock and it's now 7:40. School starts in twenty minutes, and I'm still naked.

"Mom... school starts in twenty minutes. I'm not going to show up naked. Either get me something to wear, or I'm not going." I demand.

It's been a while since I've gotten into a huge argument with my mom, so I'm not sure if being more assertive will help or not.

My mom sighs and says...