Do I have to...?

"Do I have to...?" April moaned pitifully.

"Yup." Rachel replied firmly. "In fact, let's start right now! Take off your clothes."

"But... but..." April looked around for help. Unfortunately, everyone at the gym was enjoying this way too much to offer her any help, and Rachel had several imposing friends flanking her that made April realize that escape would be impossible.

April hung her head, chewing her lip. Then, meekly, she kicked off her sneakers and stumbled nervously as she tugged off her socks. There, now she was barefoot. That wasn't so bad... she took a deep, shaky breath... then grabbed the waistband of her yoga pants and tugged them down, exposing her boy short cut blue panties.

"Ooh, cute undies!" Rachel joke, causing a snicker. "Don't stop now: your shirt too!"

Rachel, totally cowed, grasped the bottom of her tank top and pried it up, revealing her steely abs and grey sports bra. She was now in her underwear in front of the whole gym: her muscly body exposed to everyone!

"Great!" Rachel said gleefully. "Now take off the rest."