Strip DDR at the arcade

“I thought you said this wasn’t a popular place,” Evie said, biting her lip and looking at the crowd at her sides.

“It isn’t, but I think we are,” Amanda replied, mashing her teeth together.

The two girls were in a sleepy arcade, the latest venue for their contests. Both were blushing profusely, having stripped each to their last piece of underwear. This time, both Evie and Amanda left their bras for last, as they gave their chests the support they needed in their dancing competition. The arcade was crowded that evening, with many new patrons circling the DDR machine. Despite the unwanted attention, neither woman let up. Their hips swayed at the command of the music, their bare feet slapping the arrows underneath them until the song was over.

The crowd around them grew bigger with each song. Their claps, hollers, and chorus of encouragement now almost drowning out the music.

Evie could not help but notice a handsome guy tapping his friend’s shoulders and pointing at her shaved nether regions. An intense pang of embarrassment surged through her spine, and she lifted her knee without thinking to try to hide her crotch.

A single misstep, a small mistake, but it was all that Amanda needed to pull ahead and get the win.

“Yesh!” Amanda pumped her arm to celebrate.

“NOOOOO!” Evie yelled, stomping on the machine.