Chapter 8
by 
c1ph4r
Who does Erica see?
Lisa and Alicia
Originally posted to Writing.com - Erica's Great Adventure; ID#2052111 on 10-24-15 - 8:14pm
Erica watched as Lisa and Alicia made their way towards her. "There she is," announced Alicia. She was still holding the clipboard, but in her other hand she was holding a red duffle bag. "Crap," Erica thought to herself. Nothing good ever came from one of her "friends" carrying duffle bags.
"Don't move little Erica," commanded Lisa. Of course, Erica's body froze in response to Lisa's command. Standing up to Alicia was one thing, but she could not claim the same for Lisa. Her body just seemed to go along with whatever Lisa ordered her to do no matter how much her mind told her to get away.
As it was telling her to do so now. "Come on, Erica. Move! One leg in front of the other. Get out of here!"
Lisa and Alicia had almost reached her, and she was still frozen in place. "Oh Erica," Alicia said in a disappointed tone. "Why didn't you just sign the form?"
Mustering all of her strength, she pulled the panties that she had grabbed from her drawer out of her pocket. "Here," she said. You wanted panties, here are panties. Take them." Maybe they would leave her alone if she gave them what they had wanted.
Lisa and Alicia had reached her in the hallway. Lisa grabbed the panties out of her hands. "These are cold, Erica," she announced.
Shaking all over, Erica cleared her throat. "Well, it's been awhile since Alicia left when I went inside my room to take them off."
"You were gone for too long, Erica," Alicia interjected.
Lisa hushed her. "There's a simple way to find out," she said as the panties exchanged hands and disappeared into the bag. "Take off your shorts."
Erica's face paled at the same time she blushed. "My shorts?" she asked. Even though she knew it would probably be useless to resist, she felt she had to try. But Lisa was the girl she had not been able to resist since the fateful day she'd gone to the waterpark with Alicia.
The sound of a zipper caused Erica to jump, but it was just Alicia opened the duffle bag wide. She was grinning at Erica's reaction to the sound of the zipper. Such an innocuous object, but to her eyes, the two halves of the zip looked like teeth, guarding the cavernous pit of the interior that her clothes were all but destined to vanish into. Like a clothing equivalent of the Cookie Monster. She shivered.
"Don't worry, Erica. We'll get that form taken care of in the end, but first, the shorts," Lisa said.
"But," Erica stammered. "Alicia only wanted the panties."
Lisa's eyes narrowed in annoyance, and any traces of humor from her previous commands were gone. She was all business now. "Shorts. Now!"