Walk around topless

“How am I going to prove it?” Lauren asked.

Britney smiled. “Any woman would get arrested for indecent exposure without a shirt. Take off your shirt and spend just 20 minutes topless. If someone tells you to put your shirt back on or threatens to call the cops, you win. But if no one says anything, you have to do what I tell you for 24 hours. And if I lose, I’ll be at your mercy.”

Lauren’s jaw dropped. “B-but… fine! I’m going to get in trouble and it’ll be YOUR fault.”

Lauren took the tank top off and blushed feeling subconscious. Unfortunately while she normally would have at least perky mounds, hers were now completely flattened by the cream. And it was now that Lauren discovered that the longer the cream was on, the more it affected her as her belly looked like she was hacking down beers, and her chest even less present than before.

Britney snickered but took the tank top.

“Alright, Dennis. Set the timer. Let us know when the time is up. And just so you can’t complain about fairness… we’re going to go over to the court where everyone else is.”

Britney pointed to the basketball court area that had several people around. Lauren gulped and sighed. Surely someone would comment about her being a topless girl.