Pose off

Emily struck a pose, legs far apart and flexing both biceps. “You mean a pose off?”
“Perfect idea.”
“And nude.”
“Huh?” Amy pried.
“Nothing to hide. Don’t wanna find out you’re the one hiding a pot belly under that spandex for a change.”

Amy giggled, shrugging as she peeled off the stretched tight spandex. She discarded it as Emily picked off the few scraps of clothes she had left. They both stood at their maximum height in front of each other, stretched taut and their thick nipples barely touching when they twitched.