Clothing swap

"Never have I ever swapped a clothing item with someone I asked out."

The group pauses. Most expressions suggest confusion. It seems clear enough to you, you stand up and strip out of your skirt.

"What, like this?" You wave the long, pleated, conservative skirt in front of Ethan. "Let's swap. Give me those pants."

"Yeah, why not?" Isabella was wearing a similar, if more colorful, skirt. She takes it off. "Try it on, Tyler."

Isabella has a nice ass and shapely thighs. You don't feel bad about yours, but seeing her without her skirt makes you slightly jealous.

You look away from Isabella and are startled. Nobody is laughing. Your gray panties are not very revealing, especially compared to Isabella's lacy red hipsters, but Miss Shelby and Alyssa are frowning while all three boys are staring wide-eyed.

Ethan is taking off his pants. He's wearing black and red boxer briefs with a long-tailed shirt, so you don't see much, but his eyes are fixated below your waist.

You turn to Tyler, who is sort of studying Isabella's gorgeous legs but mostly just acting stunned. "Tyler, this is getting weird, give her your pants."

He looks at you, half-mumbles an answer, nods, and then finally starts to get out of his pants.

Miss Shelby finds her voice again and adopts a strict tone: "Now ladies, please be more considerate and more modest. I once borrowed a hoodie from a boy I dated in middle school, surely Tyler meant something like that."

Tyler, busy putting on Isabella's skirt, nods sharply for confirmation.

"And another thing." She points her finger at Isabella, but directs a serious expression at everyone in turn. "It's funny to act things out, but that's not part of the game. You can sit quietly if you have never done something."

Yes, you know that. You just acted on suggestions for fun. You can stop at any time.

It's just a normal game.