Hole 10

“Zoe and I talked it over in the bathroom and we think it’s fair that both she and Bridget only start with four items on since we’ve all clearly lost several in the 9 holes before they got here.” Tiff announced as she and the shorter brunette exited the ladies room.

“That's not fair!” Bridget immediately blurted out. The rest of the group quickly chimed in that it sounded completely fair and rational. Amy actually felt relieved knowing that Zoe and Bridget could easily be exactly where she was just by losing one hole.

“Fine… Guess you’re all just a bunch of foot fetish weirdos.” The group ignored Bridget’s comment as both her and Zoe removed their shoes and socks and everyone made their way to the 10th hole.

Now that they had 6 people it was quite crowded, both at the tee box and where the balls were landing on the course. Amy and Carson who had tied for the lead on hole 9 each had their ball hit numerous times by the others first shot as they rolled towards the hole.

“That’s not fair!” Amy protested as Bridget’s first shot actually knocked her ball out of play meaning she faced a one stroke penalty through no fault of her own. She wasn’t shocked to see that none of the group came to her defense.

After all of the jostling for position Zoe had managed to navigate and putt well enough for a two. Tiff, Clay, and Bridget had all gotten 4’s. Amy and Carson still had their balls in play, each facing makeable putts for 5.

“Careful now Amy. If I understand the rules correctly you miss this and we're gonna be seeing a lot more skin from you.” Somehow the teasing was worse when it came from Bridget. Amy was mad at herself, but what the bitchy blonde had said was true. Miss this putt and she would have to lose her shorts and either her bra or underwear.

She took a deep breath and tried to drown out the pressure she felt to make the putt. It was a straight line, but from 4 feet away a lot could happen. Amy cursed as her putt rolled short of the hole. A six.

It was now Carson’s turn to try and save himself. With Amy getting a six if he could sink this putt he would be saved from stripping, but miss it… Well he only had two articles of clothing left. A miss meant he would be the first fully naked person of the evening. Which adding to the pressure was the bet he had just made with Amy.

His putt was shorter than Amy’s, but he had to putt up a small ridge. He put the exact right swing and power into the shot, but completely misread which way the ball would break. He had tied Amy with a 6.

“Well fuck.” Was all Carson could say as he stared at his yellow ball that came to a rest about a foot from the hole.

“Alright! Enough stalling! Strip! Amy first!” Bridget called out gleefully. Amy shot her a dark look, but she knew there was no putting off the inevitable. She unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down to her ankles. She had on a pair of simple black underwear. Not unattractive, but not nearly as sexy as Tiff’s thong.

“Alright what’s it gonna be!” Clay was grinning ear to ear as he stared at the redhead, “Are we gonna be able to decide who had the best rack in your apartment between you and Tiff, or will we finally get the answer to the age old question of does the carpet match the drapes?”

Amy was surprised at the confidence she felt in that moment. Was she incredibly embarrassed? Yes. Did she wish it was someone else having to strip at that moment? Also yes. But was she savoring the fact that all eyes were on her and her body? Most surprisingly, yes.

“Well I think you’ll be disappointed Clay.” Amy said with confidence she wasn’t sure where came from.

“Why’s that?”

Quickly she hooked her thumbs into the elastic of her underwear and pushed them down to her ankles and stood up fast.

“No carpet. Hardwood floors only, I'm afraid.” The group broke out in laughter that made Amy feel more comfortable about the fact that her shaved pussy was now on full display. Her small heart shaped ass was also completely bare, and she knew soon enough the group would be getting a great look at that too as they walked to the next hole.

“Interesting. I totally didn’t have that on my bingo card. Totally would’ve guessed you were a bush girl.” Clay nodded approvingly. Amy was surprised that he had put that much thought into her pubic hair situation, but smiled all the same. Now it was Carson’s turn.

He had none of the confidence that had suddenly filled Amy. Shyly he undid his belt and unbuttoned his shorts dropping them to reveal a pair of black boxer briefs. Ones that did very little to hide the bulge in his pants.

“Well… Well… Looks like little Carson is excited!” Bridget brought everyone's attention to Carson’s unfortunate situation (not that they hadn’t already noticed). Amy could tell he wanted to sass her back, but thought better of it and instead proceeded to rip the metaphorically bandaid off and dropped the boxer briefs to his ankles quickly.

Amy was quite impressed. Carson was clearly turned on, but his cock was only half hard. Even in that state it looked to be at least a solid 7”. His dark pubes were well trimmed and he stood up proudly while the entire group, even Clay, admired his manhood.

They now had their first official loser in Carson. Any of his losses from here out would result in dares. Amy and Tiff were also one loss away from nudity. Clay had on his shorts and boxers so he was also just one 6 away from letting it all hang out as well. It had the potential to be a very interesting last 8 holes.