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Chapter 7 by CaptainPulse CaptainPulse

What has she gotten herself into?

Day of role reversal

20 minutes later, the two girls were standing in the living room again, though this time wearing opposite outfits. June had put on a pink collared shirt and jeans, buttoning the shirt up to her neck and tying her belt as tight as it would go. She had a pair of pristine, white socks on under her sneakers. She had even gone all the way and put on a conservative bra and panties underneath. Not that Mimi would know if she went commando, but if she was going to win this bet, it'd be more satisfying to go all the way.

Mimi was in a much simpler attire. Having stripped off her robe and pajamas, she now stood in their living room in only her glasses and a pair of pink bunny slippers. Her clothes had been neatly folded and were now stacked on the kitchen counter.

Both girls stood awkwardly, June pulling at her shirt and pants and Mimi squirming and fidgeting, trying to avoid the urge to cover up. Truth be told, she had no idea if it would count as covering if she used her hands, but she wasn't taking the chance.

"So, what do we do now?" June asked, desperately trying to break the silence.

"Um..." Mimi stammered, trying to come up with something. "I guess we should finish breakfast." With that, both girls sat down and finished off the soggy and dry remains of their food.

Were there any outside viewers to watch, the sight would be rather amusing: two girls, one in her Sunday best, squirming and pulling at her clothes, the other completely butt naked, sitting at the same table across from one another, was such a curious image that one would think it was a piece of modern art?

After finishing the remains of their meals, both girls got up from the table almost simultaneously. Mimi gathered up the dishes and quickly brought them over to the sink. June noticed that she had subtly held them in front of her breasts, though she didn't have the focus to giggle. Her pants were so uncomfortable that she had to adjust them every few seconds. Maybe she had gone a little overboard with her conservative outfit.

Mimi, similarly, had noticed June's discomfort at being clothed, but also similarly could not find the willpower to say anything due to her own discomfort. Even in her own home with only one other person, having no decency was mortifying, and it was taking every ounce of her fortitude not to run crying up to her room and clothes. But she wasn't going to give June the satisfaction of seeing that. Luckily, it was the weekend, so she didn't have any outstanding engagements.

With the dishes done, both girls struggled to figure out something else to do. Normally, Saturday mornings were the time for morning television, so they walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Both shuddered as the leather touched their exposed/unexposed rears, respectively. The initial shock aside, with a little bit of channel surfing, they had gotten into some semblance of normalcy until...

What's next?

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