Lucy 2: Things heat up at the corner window

Sophie slipped on her sandals, because that’s a normal thing you do when heading outside. She jogged to the door and very quickly regretted this decision. The door seemed so much more imposing than normal, and suddenly all the walls in the room seemed to tilt in toward her. Sophie’s breathing became more labored, and she felt, not quite pain, but an extremely uncomfortable feeling from her pelvis down. It was like her pants were strangling all the blood vessels in her legs.

Sophie put both hands on the front door and started hyperventilating. Without her holding them up, her pants swiftly descended. All along the newly exposed skin, Sophie felt utter relief like she had never felt before. Her ankles and pelvis still felt like they were being suffocated, so without hesitation she kicked her pants off over her sandals.

Everyone else didn’t have much time to react before the moment was already over. Compared to her first outfit imbalance freakout, this one was barely even noticeable because she rebalanced so quickly.

Sophie had slipped on her sandals and slipped off her pants in only a few moments. Less than half a minute in total and Sophie was calming down with Lucy’s unveiled panties on display, still very much constricting Sophie’s large booty.

Everyone stood around the room just looking at her. The semi-panic-attack subsided and Sophie remembered where she was right as Faith broke the silence.

“I see London, I see France, I see Lucy’s underpants!” sang Faith as Sophie turned her back to the door and cupped her hands over her crotch.

Sophie had honestly triggered her punishment by accident, but in hindsight it was a little obvious now. Sophie thought about performing a quick swap of pants for sandals. It took a few seconds for the effect to manifest so she figured she could easily change in that time…

But then Sophie looked over at Lucy standing by the window and cupping both of her boobies. Lucy seemed to be wearing way less clothing than she started with. Her bare feet and back and titties could attest to that. Even her dress looked strangely smaller, AND her whole outfit was still quite damp.

A light bulb lit up in Sophie’s head and she chewed on one finger while thinking about if the girls would buy her excuse. Sophie thought she just might be able to get away with running outside without her pants…

Sophie started daydreaming about claiming she couldn’t rebalance her outfit without losing her mind and crumpling into a panic-stricken ball. Before the others could talk her out of it, she’d be running outside in her undies again. She’d valiantly be standing in front of the window to block the view of Lucy. The girls believed her reasoning for leaving her pants behind, so clearly they’d understand why she needed to leave her arms outstretched to protect Lucy. The tiny panties would slip right off her body, and surely they’d understand why she had to frantically remove her shirt…

Sophie would be outside in a bra and sandals, and the girls would be none the wiser as to Sophie’s involvement with her own stripping. Except maybe Lucy, who was probably experiencing some of the same urges as Sophie. Then she could “trip” over the walkway and kick her sandals off…

Sophie snapped out of it, opened her eyes to see everyone staring at her, then stifled a moan by biting her cheek. She was still standing by the front door with her pants sitting on the floor. Her hands were holding both sides of her tiny panties, yanking them up into an obscene wedgie in both the front and back. The upward pressure was making a certain part of her very happy, but she desperately wanted to find a way to play this off as not what it is.

“Ow ow ow, elbow cramps!” Sophie said as she scooped up her pants and held them in front of herself. “Whoowee, this punishment is weird man…” Sophie held her undies with one hand as she scurried around the corner into Lucy’s room for privacy. “One second guys lemme just put these on!” she called as she disappeared from sight.

Her panties fell into more of a natural non-wedge position with the reduced yanking combined with their magically quick descent. Or as non-wedged as a pair of panties several sizes too small for your large booty could be. Sophie let out a nervous chuckle when she noticed this. It turns out there are perks to these punishments if you look hard enough. Automatic self-removing wedgies, the most useful of superpowers.

As her butt bounced out of view, the other girls looked at each other. Faith squinted suspiciously, and Mia tilted her head in thought.

“What’s going on with her?” asked Faith.

“The thing where she was a catatonic freak for wearing an extra shirt made her strip her pants and cramp her elbows?” Mia wondered aloud.

“The sandals count down below so her frantically removing the pants makes sense,” said Lucy while she bounced from foot to foot anxiously.

“But elbow cramps?” asked Mia, challenging her rival to explain that.

“Yeah, pretty sus,” answered Lucy as Sophie finally reappeared sans sandals with regained pants.

Sophie’s hypothesis about the quick swap before her punishment manifested was correct. She could change out top or bottom items fairly easily if she didn’t dilly-dally. She was glad that she didn’t need help getting into her pants, because they were currently hiding the fact that Lucy’s tiny panties were totally soaked through in the front. Sophie hoped the others hadn’t noticed the fact that she could probably wring them out in the sink like a wet washcloth. She needed to calm down and get the spotlight off of herself!

Sophie didn’t waste any time and just said, “Alright, you ready Lucy?” then skedaddled out the front door without waiting for an answer or making eye contact with anyone.

“Something’s fishy with her…” Faith mused out loud once Sophie was outside.

Sophie rounded the corner to the left, then stood between Lucy and the sidewalk only a couple steps away from the window. Two bushes flanked her as she stood in the walkway heading to the side gate of Lucy and Mia’s house. The neighbor’s home was the same distance away on Sophie’s right. Sophie took up a little over half of the view to the window if she outstretched her arms.

It wasn’t quite what Sophie imagined though, what with her jeans and bare feet, and the fact that instead of holding her arms out to block more view (and let her underwear fall down on purpose) she held her jeans up and avoided eye contact with Lucy.

Lucy was glad she got the short break while Sophie was getting redressed and… daydreaming? Lucy wasn’t entirely sure what Sophie had been up to, but it did give Lucy a chance to soothe and calm her tingly chest for a minute or two. She was ready for another window.

Lucy didn’t have a room to hide in for this one. A third of the neighborhood could be seen outside, and both Faith and Mia crowded up behind her to watch out the window for any potential spectators. On the inside and the outside, this window felt much more public than everything up to this point.

Sophie was in position a few feet in front of her. Faith had the timer ready a few feet behind her. Lucy didn’t have any more excuses to delay the inevitable, so she once again uncovered her boobs and squashed them into the glass. She hummed a quiet moan with her mouth closed, successfully squelching the humiliating auditory evidence of the feelings shooting through her as she continued her task.

This window had nothing in the way and was a very convenient height. No one seemed to be walking around in sight behind Sophie, who was standing slightly to the right, helpfully blocking much of the neighborhood’s view of Lucy. To say this window was easier than she expected would be an understatement, but there was one other aspect that Lucy hadn’t foreseen.

Sophie. In the bathroom things had been impersonal, almost clinical even, about the way Lucy used the tiny window like a glory hole. In Mia’s room, Mia had been looking down at her like something to make fun of. In the three Faith windows, the redhead had been making fun of the whole situation. With Sophie it felt different.

Nothing else was in sight, so Lucy only had one thing to look at. The cute, freckled, bespectacled, and ponytailed brunette standing right in front of her, staring at Lucy’s mashed boobies. Sophie was in the stance of a proud protective Amazoness warrior. She’d look up every few seconds, only to bashfully break eye contact and return her gaze to Lucy’s tingly titties. Lucy felt like her cheeks might explode, her brain might melt, and her beating heart might reverberate through her titflesh and shatter the window.

Sophie felt a lot of the same things. Here she was, outside, barely able to hold up her magically falling pants while she watched a cute little pink-haired woman that she just met today mashing her perfect round boobies into a window. Perfect round boobies with hard little nipples that Faith had pointed out to Sophie back in the hallway. She couldn’t believe one of the girls had the same exhibitionistic tendencies as her! Sophie was swooning just thinking about it back at the previous boob-viewing station, and now that she had a chance to sneak a few peeks in person, Sophie had confirmed the fact that Lucy was getting turned on from all this!

The duo had a pane of glass separating them but shared the same swarm of butterflies fluttering up a storm all throughout their tummies.

There was a bit of a hustle and bustle going on in the neighborhood since it was nearing sundown and many people were returning home from work, so a couple cars drove by during the painfully slow thirty seconds. They couldn’t see anything more than a superhero-stanced woman facing away from them, but the danger was still there for Lucy.

Lucy thought she might have a cardiac event if she didn’t distract herself, so she looked around at anything and everything else within her view.

The window faced the left side of the house, so Sophie was standing to the right of it, between a couple bushes. The neighborhood was mostly blocked by her body, but there were still other things Lucy could see. On her left was the tall side gate that headed to their backyard. Straight in front of her, not even ten feet away, was their neighbor’s window which looked into his kitchen.

He was a thirty-something hot guy that Lucy wasn’t personally interested in, but Mia had clearly been crushing on for the past few months. He spent a lot of his time maintaining his yard, watering it or landscaping with his sleeves rolled up, much like he was doing earlier when Faith was running around the house. It must have been just about dinner time because now he was stirring a pot of stew. A pot of stew that he was no longer paying any attention to.

Wait, stew??!

Lucy realized much too late that the pot of stew was actually being stirred by a person who was actually standing right there and could see everything they were up to! Faith announced the timer was over and Lucy didn’t need to be told twice. She dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes and shut the curtain as fast as she could.

Sophie saw her turn into a deer in the headlights, saw the cooking man she was looking at, then looked back to see Lucy disappeared and the curtains closed. Sophie ran inside, feeling like she was caught doing something naughty even though she was fully dressed.

Sophie made it back in and both of the butterfly-tummied nerds caught their breath after that intense little incident.

“Dude, he totally saw you!” said Faith, pointing out the obvious and laughing her head off at what she thought was a pretty big overreaction from everyone else.

Mia had locked eyes with him as well, and currently had her extremely mortified red face buried into the couch pillows.

Everyone sat around in silence catching their breath.

Lucy recovered against the wall under the window, trying to stay perfectly still and not further stimulate her chest with her handbra.

Sophie sat leaned against the front door, trying to calm down from her and Lucy’s stare down as well as the excitement of being caught, even if it wasn’t her doing the naughty action.

Mia hadn’t expected the game to expand enough to actually encapsulate someone from outside of this house. Every other outside excursion had only involved total strangers, and Mia was mortified that her very adult crush had seen her involved with such childish girl’s night-y antics. She was also mortified as Faith put two and two together and laughed in Mia’s almost tomato-colored face over her crush on her hot neighbor.

Faith had the hardest time recovering of them all as she had nearly giggled her soul out of her body.

Once everyone had finally recovered, Faith tried asking Mia about the guy, but she just told her to zip it. Mia motioned for Lucy to continue, even uncharacteristically adding a polite “Please,” to her mortal enemy.

“So, how’re we gonna do this? We just wait for someone to walk by?” asked Sophie.