Isabel relents and gives the girl her bra

Originally written by Bluefish

"Fine," Isabel mumbled. It made a cruel kind sense when the girl put it that way - and short-term humiliation was better than having to go outside like this again. The girl's smirk widened.

Her face flaming red, Isabel glanced at the door once again to make sure no one was coming in, then reached around behind her and unfastened the clasp on her bra. Covering her chest with her hands, she shrugged the straps clumsily off her shoulders, endeavoring to keep herself covered as she did so. When she had managed that, she let it drop to the floor and stood there in front of the other girl, now wearing nothing but her panties and high heels, covering her naked breasts with her arms.

The brunette gestured. Her smirk hadn't moved - despite her promise to help Isabel, she was clearly savoring her humiliation. "Come on. Fork it over."

With an indignant huff, Isabel reached down with one hand, keeping the other firmly clamped over her tits, and picked up her bra. "Here! Take it!" She tossed it at the girl, who caught it deftly.

"Nice," said the smiling brunette, running her hands daintily over the lace material of the bra. Isabel couldn't help but cringe as the girl fingered the D-sized cups. She was enjoying this whole situation way too much, in Isabel's opinion.

"There!" Isabel meant to snap it firmly, but it came out as more of a pathetic gasp instead. "I did what you wanted! Now give me some clothes!"

"Well hey, not so fast," drawled the girl, casually dropping Isabel's bra into her shopping bag. She pointed to Isabel's tightly covered breasts. "Let me see 'em first."

Isabel could barely believe what she was hearing. "But that wasn't part of the deal!"

The girl rolled her eyes dramatically. "Did you really think I made you take off your bra because I didn't want to see your breasts? Go on, show them to me. Do you want clothes or not?"

Isabel now hated this girl with all her heart, but she couldn't see that she had much of a choice. "...Fine," she mumbled again. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, she squeezed her eyes shut, then let her hands drop to her sides. She couldn't help but let out an involuntary gasp at the feeling of cool air on her round, perfect breasts, bare for the girl's pleasure.

A few seconds passed in silence, Isabel's eyes still shut, her humiliation increasing every moment. It took every ounce of willpower she had not to clap her arms over her breasts again, and instead leave then exposed. After another few seconds, she said, "Isn't that enough yet-"

Click.

Isabel's eyes flew open and her arms flew up to cover herself once again. The girl was holding up a phone. She had just taken a picture of Isabel, standing there in nothing but her panties! Isabel shrieked and reeled back, pressing her bare back against the cold wall of the bathroom. "What did you do that for?!"

"They were just so cute! I wanted to remember this moment!" The girl wasn't even bothering to look at Isabel now, instead doing something on her phone.

Isabel was in a daze, but she remembered why she was doing all this. "Give...me...clothes!"