Hell yeah!

The blood drained from Betsie's face. "No! No! No!" she said in a panicked voice. Betsie was powerless to do anything as her body started moving on its own accord. She took a few steps forward and stood outside her own front door. The ground felt cold on her socked feet. Betsie's hands moved by themselves and grabbed the bottom of her T-Shirt. Betsie tried to use all her will-power to stop her traitorous hands but it made no difference. Soon her hands had pulled her T-Shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor.

When Betsie had stepped forward, Lexi had stepped back out of reflex. She thought Betsie was coming for her. However Betsie just stopped outside her front door. Lexi was stunned when Betsie started taking off her T-Shirt. When the T-Shirt hit the ground Lexi regained her senses and quickly pulled out her phone.

"No please," begged Betsie as she looked at Lexi's phone. She wanted to cover herself but her hands worked on undoing her jeans instead. "Please tell me to stop."

"You're the one who wants to strip."

"I don't! I'm only doing it because you told me to!"

Lexi was confused. "Eh?"

Betsie was in a no-win situation: she either told Lexi about her having to obey or she ended up naked on her front street for the second day in-a-row. She didn't know how long until a neighbour saw her or someone from school came by. Betsie was now lifting one leg to take her jeans off. She didn't have any time left to think. "If someone says 'do as you're told' I have to do as I'm told," Betsie quickly blurted out.

"Bullshit!"

"Do you think I would fucking strip in front of you, you fuckwit?" Betsie practically shouted as her jeans joined her T-Shirt on the floor.

That spurred Lexi into action. "Do as you're told and stop stripping."

Betsie's body returned to her control. "Thank you," she panted.

"Ooh don't thank me yet," said Lexi. A shiver went through Betsie when she saw the look in Lexi's eyes.