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Chapter 10 by Louisfalconexxx

What's next?

Her blouse

Amy decided that her blouse would be the least humiliating thing to start with. She looked down and sighed, knowing she had to do this to save Gretchen from more humiliation. Amy had little courage to do so, so she asked Gretchen to do it for her. In the hope that Amy wouldn't notice her excuse to feel Amy's small B cups, Gretchen slowly unbuttoned Amy's blouse. Amy felt embarrassed but didn't speak up. Gretchen could feel her heart pounding as she felt Amy's chest and took a deep breath. She had small b cups and a perky nip. She quickly finished and stepped back, not daring to look at Amy's face. She handed the blouse to Amy, and Amy stood in her bra in front of the crowd outside. She had a baby blue push-up bra. It had small white daisies covering it. Amy took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt her face heat up and tried to focus her gaze on the floor. Evauntly tossing it to Tom she waited for his response. Tom had a satisfied smirk on his face as he held the shirt up. A few moments later a sticky shirt is thrown out. Sighing she helps Gretchen put it on. Gretchen couldn't help but embrace the feeling of relief. She was a little sticky, but she was at least covered. Amy frowned, knowing that the task was incomplete. Amy then asks Gretchen to take off her pencil skirt. Mumbling to herself she hoped Gretchen fulfilled her promise. Amy was even more embarrassed and braced for the worst, but she knew it was the only way to help Gretchen. She slowly unzipped them and took a deep breath before Gretchen handed them over. In preparation for throwing them at Tom, she clutched them. After throwing them over, Tom threw out sticky pants after another few minutes. Gretchen quickly put them on and Amy felt relief, but still felt embarrassed that she had to go to such lengths to help her friend. Looking at her baby blue bra and the thong that held nothing to the imagination. Her fiery red crotch was exposed. She regretted not trimming her pubic hair.

She couldn't help but feel exposed as she stood there in her underwear, her face bright red with embarrassment.

What's next?

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