Brandi's

"Okay, so who do you vote for?" Stace said.

Ted spoke first, "You know, I kind of like the Apron thing better than my own. I'll vote for that one."

"I vote for my own," Brandi said, "it may not seem like much, but it will make a lot of her future dares better."

"Hmmm, you do have a point, Brandi. And it's about time Amy got some sexy underwear. I vote for Brandi's, too."

Both Ted and Amy looked a little disappointed--this was on the tame side, after all--until Stace added the next part:

"Well, let's get rid of all of Amy's underwear and take her measurements for new lengerie, so we can move on with our evening."

"What, now? I don't have any lingerie to change in to!"

"The order of events in Brandi's dare was clear--first get rid of the underwear, then replace it," Stace said. "Don't worry, we'll order some more online, and maybe some of us will have time to go to the mall this week, so you'll only have to go without for a few days."

They started in Amy's room, going through first her dresser and then her dirty clothes hamper and throwing every bra and every pair of panties into a trash bag. When they had looked under the bed and checked every nook and crany for loose underwear, all eyes turned to Amy.

"Okay, Amy. Time to hand over the underwear you have on."

Amy could, of course, have insisted on some privacy or gone and changed in the bathroom, but, as embarrassed as she was, the eager way Stace and Ted were watching her turned her on. This wa the type of experience she wanted from the dare game.

So, Amy didn't leave and she didn't turn away. Instead she stood facing her roommates and blushing while she pulled off her shirt, dropped it on the ground, unclasped her bra and handed it over to Stace who tossed it in the trash bag. She then pulled down her pants and stepped out of her panties. She handed these over and then reached for her shirt.

"Hold on," Stace said, "we'll need some measurements if we're going to be picking out good lingerie for you."

Stace stepped out of the room, leaving Amy standing naked in front of Ted and Brandi, covering herself witb her hands. Stace came back with some measuring tape and a note pad and pencil.

She handed the writing materiels over to Brandi and asked her to take notes. She then asked Amy to raise her arms and measured the circumference around her breasts, 'accidentally' brushing her nipples with her thumbs, and then around her rib cage just below her breasts. All three of the women new that you're supposed to measure bra size with a bra on, which meant that this was all for show.

Then Stace measured around Amy's waist and hips. She went to one knee to do so, bringing her face level with Amy's pussy. The woman's proximity to her naked sex sent shivers of arousal up Amy's spine. This feeling was intensified by the way Stace gently, and subtly, let her fingers linger on Amy's hips and brush over her bush.

Finally, Amy was allowed to dress (she opted for PJs since they were in for the night) and their evening continued to move forward.