Sophie 2: Things get physical during Junction Jumper, with a twist!

To the left there was an intersection about ten houses away, and to the right there was one after only three houses so the gang followed Sophie that direction.

Mia tried to explain that the crossroad here was their small neighborhood street with the main road, and the other direction was two small neighborhood streets, but Sophie was thirty feet ahead of them on a mission and didn’t exactly hear her. Before Mia could get that point across, Sophie was already looking both ways for traffic and stepping past the stop sign onto the asphalt.

There was no traffic at the moment, the streets were completely empty in the pre-sunset evening. Everyone would be getting off work soon, so that could easily change at a moment’s notice and cars could be heard off in the distance going down other streets.

“Keep watch for me, I might get dizzy!” called back Sophie as she took the thing she grabbed off the floor and started looping it through her pants. Sophie put on her belt and prepared to get this done quickly before gravity returned to her pants. If her test was anything to go by, her pants should stay up for a while if she worked fast!

“Okay but watch out, there’s only stop signs going this way!” Lucy replied, pointing forward and back at the stop signs for the smaller neighborhood roads. Going left and right was a through road where cars could roll by going pretty fast. The visibility was good for Sophie’s lookouts though, they could see several hundred feet in both directions, so it wasn’t exactly dangerous beyond being spotted with her pants down.

Faith finally caught up and held onto the stop sign for balance just as Sophie began her challenge.

Sophie’s arms shot up and legs shot out into a star shape. Her arms slapped back down into her thighs and her feet hopped back together.

“One!” said Sophie, counting after each jumping jack. She spun in place, looking down each street in turn and facing back around to her friends.

Her pants stayed perfectly in place, her earlier belt test was paying off.

Jumping jack. “Two!” Spin. Jumping jack. “Three!” Spin. Jumping jack. “Four!” Spin.

This continued until Sophie got to double digits. Around “Ten!”, she felt her pants start to droop. She had to pull them up during each spin.

By “Thirteen!”, her pants were, despite their tightly belted status, doing the magical droop all the way halfway down her butt each time. Every time her big booty was magically crammed through the much smaller belt loop around her waist, a super uncomfortable feeling shot up Sophie’s spine. It still wasn’t painful, but something was certainly off about the magical movement.

That, combined with the dizziness of spinning over a dozen times, came to a head at “Fifteen!”

Sophie’s pants wriggled all the way below her ass. Sophie caught them halfway down her thighs, and started spinning and trying to pull them up. Unfortunately, the smaller belt magically slipping past her bigger buttcheeks was purely in a downward direction. The punishment didn’t at all help her pull them up, and her ass just would not cram past the waistband no matter how hard Sophie yoinked them up.

At the same time, Mia and Lucy were hooting and hollering about a “Car!” and pointing past Sophie. Faith was just giggling at the scene, since the car stopped at the stop sign wasn’t actually dangerous to Sophie’s wellbeing.

Sophie wobbled around in a circle, facing the car and giving a tiny wave while holding her pants as high as they would go. She kept her tiny-panty-squeezed ass pointed away from the car, which kept it aimed directly at her friends.

After the car drove off, Sophie made it back to her starting position, and took a breather to stop the dizziness and get her pants under control. She took a few waddles toward the girls, unbuckled her belt, and whipped it toward them for safekeeping. If her pants were already at the point of falling at normal speed with the belt on, she might as well be able to pull them up at normal speed, too!

Faith caught the belt and slung it over her shoulder. She almost lost her balance while trying to catch it and look cool, but hung onto the stop sign just in time.

Sophie made it back to the center with her pants on all the way, looked around to confirm there were no more cars on the way, and continued her jumping jacks.

Sophie held her pants up as long as she could. Each jumping jack, she needed to let go and quickly stick her arms all the way in the air and spread her feet out. Sophie didn’t dare half-ass the jumping jack and make all of this for naught by not having all fifty count.

Every single time, when she brought her feet together, her jeans tumbled down and tangled around her knees. Sophie managed to catch them there each time, and pull them up as she shimmied around in a circle.

Once she made it into the twenties, her pants further accelerated and Sophie found herself pulling her pants up from her ankles each time.

At “Twenty-seven!”, right as Sophie was reaching down to pick up her pants, the girls all yelled “Car!” again. This time, they were really trying to get Sophie’s attention as they all pointed in both directions, left and right. Two cars were headed her way from opposite sides of the main road!

Sophie tried to pull her pants up, but she stumbled one tiny step forward and ended up standing on one pant leg. With time swiftly ticking away before the cars arrive, Sophie opted for the one thing that would let her zip out of the road in time.

Sophie kicked her feet and escaped her jeans just in time to run over to her friends. She planned on cowering behind a light pole, but realized too late that that would’ve been one of the other two diagonals. This corner and the opposite only had a stop sign. Sophie crouched behind the tiny pole as both cars drove by.

Sophie tried and failed to cover everything by pulling her shirt down. The small spaghetti strap shirt wasn’t designed to be long and barely even made it to her butt when stretched fully. All this really accomplished was exposing her ample cleavage up above. Everything below her waist was still uncovered by her shirt no matter what she did. But it did make her feel better, so she still yanked the shirt down as far as it would go.

Faith leaned far away from the pole. She still hung onto it for balance, but stood back to allow a full view of Sophie, much to the brunette’s dismay. Now that Sophie was safely on the sidewalk, Faith giggled her head off at the scene.

Mia said “Hurry, let’s get back inside!” She motioned for Sophie to run back to their house and looked around at all the houses like the neighbors might catch them.

Lucy froze up. She wasn’t laughing at Sophie like Faith, nor was she freaking out like Mia. Lucy was standing right behind where Sophie ended up crouching behind the stop sign, and couldn’t help but stare at her own panties barely containing the big booty pointed right at her.

After the cars left, Lucy controlled herself and kept an eye out for traffic. Sophie seemed determined to get this challenge done (or to at least retrieve her pants), so Lucy was gonna help her. With the coast clear, Lucy signalled Sophie.

Mia was surprised as Sophie ducked under Faith’s arm and scurried back into the street.

As Sophie passed under Faith’s tiptoe arm-archway, Faith’s free arm did the only natural thing at a time like this and spanked the large butt as it passed her by. The slap hit her in just the right way and at just the right time as the street quieted down with no cars in sight. The smack echoed all around the quiet neighborhood.

Sophie shot Faith a **** stare and sprinted over to her pants that were left behind in the road.

Sophie picked up her pants and thought about her situation. Almost half of the jumping jacks were left. Each one took about twenty seconds because she had to pull her pants back up each time. Sophie looked down at her sandals and thought about the logistics of stuffing them through her pant legs. Even getting the pants on was going to take a minute or two.

Sophie looked around to make sure the coast was clear, and took action before she could think herself out of what she was about to do.

Sophie walked halfway back to the girls and before they knew it, Faith’s head was nearly taken off by a denim cannonball.

When they looked back, Sophie had scampered back to the middle and already did one jumping jack. “Twenty-eight!” Sophie was back at it, spinning quickly and immediately moving on to the next jumping jack completely pantsless.

Without the need to catch or pull up her pants, the whole loop of jumping jack into counting into spinning around was sped up tenfold.

There were two problems with Sophie’s plan. The first was a bit expected. With her faster pace, she was getting a lot dizzier than before.

The second problem, Sophie did not at all foresee. Up to this point, her punishment had only lowered her pants, so what happened next took Sophie completely by surprise.

“Thirty-three!” announced Sophie. She quickly spun around, and as she went to do Thirty-four, her legs were stuck together. Sophie squealed and slapped both hands over her bare crotch. Lucy’s panties were around her knees, and Sophie spread her feet to keep them from dropping further.

Sophie turned ninety degrees to not be facing her friends and switched one hand to be over her bare butt. She squatted and kept her forearms over her naughty bits while reaching further down and clawing at the panties, yanking them back into place. Lucy’s panties were still almost half the size of her own, and pulling them into place meant Sophie’s pelvis was being crushed, but at least she was modest.

Sophie had figured that the gravitational pull on her pants was only on her pants, but it was now clear that it would pull anything down. Similar to how her pants would slip by her large butt even though the belt was smaller, her itty bitty panties now seemed to slip right on down as long as she wasn’t holding them.

Sophie had seventeen left, and thought about quitting right then, but she was just so cloooose.

Lucy and Mia were motioning for her to get out of the road, and Faith just had her jaw on the sidewalk. They were all surprised as Sophie continued with another jumping jack.

As Sophie let go of the sides of her panties and outstretched her limbs, the panties slipped right on down. When she brought her legs together and her arms down, she barely managed to catch the panties halfway down her thighs. “Thirty-four!” she announced in a really flustered manner. The panties’ smallness made them even harder to pull up than her pants.

Sophie stumbled in a circle, her head still spinning from the dizziness. By the time she made the full 360, she finally got her panties in place after giving the neighborhood a look at her juicy ass rotating like a rotisserie chicken.

Lucy and Mia’s jaws joined Faith’s on the sidewalk. They still managed to keep a lookout for cars, but all three had their eyes glued to the new distraction that Sophie was providing.

This process continued on past the thirties and into the forties. With each repetition, her panties started falling faster. By the mid forties, Sophie had long since given up on catching them, and started covering her crotch instead while Lucy’s panties fell to her ankles. She did the painstakingly long and modest squat-and-reach, keeping her elbow in front of her completely shaved pussy and hooking her panties with an outstretched finger. She then shimmied them back up and still had to fit the tiny garment over her big booty.

Progress had again slowed to crawl, and something needed to change.

“Forty-two!” Sophie called out. She did her patented slow squat-and-reach, and just as she did the girls called out to her.

“Cars!!” they shouted.

Like a deer in broad daylight, Sophie looked up to see half a dozen cars heading down the through road toward her.

Sophie opted for speed, and left her pussy uncovered by any elbows. She grabbed both sides of the panties and yoinked them up, and stumbled dizzily toward the streetcorner to the girls’ left with the wider streetlight pole. She made it behind the pole just in time to get out of sight from the cars before they arrived.

The pole was a bit skinnier than she would’ve liked. Sophie’s bare thighs stuck out on either side. Her profile was totally visible to her friends as well. Not to mention the panties still weren’t pulled all the way up. In her haste, Sophie accidentally rolled them up, and they got stuck as a tiny fabric belt right below her ass. To say Sophie’s situation was perilous would be an understatement.

As Sophie stood there, the cold metal of the streetlight against her cheeks sent a shiver up her spine. She held the bunched up panties as high as they would go, and held her shirt down in front, although that still wasn’t low enough to cover anything.

Vehicles drove by in both directions of the through road, not giving Sophie a chance to finish her challenge yet. A couple cars turned down Mia and Lucy’s street, not giving her friends a chance to cross the street and help her, while also turning just a few feet to Sophie’s side. She covered her frontside even harder knowing that they could see her in their mirrors.

Sophie had a long few moments to think to herself about her strategy for the final eight jumping jacks. Traffic had increased considerably, so when there was an opening, Sophie needed to get it done, quick. No more dilly dallying. If there were no distractions, she could get it all done in less than a minute for sure. But that was the key, there need to be no distractions.

Sophie looked around for an opening, and saw the traffic dying down a bit. She’d probably get only one shot at this, so she needed to go through with her plan without hesitation. Sophie couldn’t afford to overthink things, so as soon as the coast was clear, she acted before she could think herself out of this one either.

Sophie let go. Her rolled up panties slipped all the way down, and she stepped out of them. She balled them up and held onto them, then hyped herself up, took one last look around, and bolted into the street completely bottomless.

Her friends were all shouting different things at her.

Faith was laughing and giving her semi-sarcastic encouragement.

Mia was freaking out and asking things like, “What are you doooooing??”

Lucy was shocked with her mouth agape and cheeks flushed, but by the time Sophie made it to the middle of the intersection she was yelling something about “spinning” that was getting drowned out by the other two.

Sophie paid them all no mind and got back to the task at hand, although she turned her starting position by ninety degrees so she wouldn’t be facing her friends spread eagle.

Without the need to pull anything up or resituate any clothing, Sophie had the freedom to spin around quickly like a pop star. She kept her left hand plastered over her crotch and kept her other hand, the one holding her balled up panties, in a fist covering the middle of her butt.

So, Sophie continued this sequence. Jumping jack. “Forty-three!” Cover privates. Quick little spin. Jumping Jack. “Forty-four!”

She repeated this at a breakneck pace. Her friends were still hollering at her, but Sophie continued to ignore them and just get this done.

Sophie said “Forty-seven!” Then she looked up and saw part of what the girls were shouting about.

A few hundred feet ahead, more traffic was headed directly toward Sophie. Something with the traffic lights up ahead must send them in waves, but Sophie didn’t have time to think about that! She peeked over her shoulder and just her luck, more cars were coming from behind her, too!

Sophie tripled down and spun in place. She opted to not cover anything and just get these last three jumping jacks done ASAP.

Another spin, another jumping jack.

“Forty-eight!” The cars were approaching but not quite within view yet. Sophie may have everything below her waist hanging out in the open air, but the drivers probably couldn’t see that yet. For all they knew, she could just be wearing some short shorts.

Another spin, another jumping jack.

“Forty-nine!” The cars were getting close now, and thankfully slowing down and not just running her over. Sophie needed to get out of there, quick, before she became a roadside attraction for the whole town! Her head started to spin from the dizziness. The street lurched around as Sophie did her last repetition.

Another spin, another jumping jack.

“Fifty!” Sophie triumphantly shouted. She spun one final time. The cars were slowing to a crawl right before her intersection, less than twenty feet away. Sophie locked eyes with the first driver’s eyes whose eyes were very much locked with a different part of her.

Sophie squealed and slapped both hands over her crotch. Once she was sure the cars weren’t going to flatten her like a pancake, Sophie dizzily stumbled toward the stop sign. She didn’t want to hang around outside any longer than she needed to, and squeezing into these tiny panties would take far too long.

One car in the next lane over had to stop when she teetered in front of it. The world was still spinning after all. Spinning 8 times in less than a minute, and 42 more times in the previous few minutes would do that to you. Sophie gently pushed off of their hood, shrieked an apology, then booked it back onto the sidewalk and past the stop sign.

People were screaming at her from back toward the intersection, but Sophie didn’t stop. She ran three houses down and couldn’t recognize Mia and Lucy’s house anywhere. In fact, everything looked really unfamiliar. Up ahead, a woman was on some kind of evening jog headed straight for her.

Sophie stopped for a second and looked back toward the shouting. Mia, Faith, and Lucy were all waving their arms across the street as cars whizzed left and right.

Sophie couldn’t believe it! She was so dizzy and rushed in the street that she ran three whole houses down the wrong street!

“I heard there was gonna be a full moon tonight, but I didn’t know it was coming out early!” said the woman.

Sophie slapped both hands over her ass and turned away as the woman passed her.

“Do you need some help? Maybe some pants?” asked the talkative jogger, now with one headphone out of her ear. She stopped and jogged in place to await an answer and eye up and down Sophie’s figure. Sophie could be in peril for all she knew, but the woman kept things light since Sophie didn’t look too distressed.

“I’m fine! Just having some wardrobe issues…” Sophie said, uncovering half her butt to show the balled up panties to the lady.

“Well, your ass is looking good, girlfriend!” said the woman, “I’m working on mine, too!” She dramatically pointed at her yoga pants-covered glutes in action as she continued on her journey. She called back over her shoulder, “Though I’m saving the tanlines for another day!”

A garage door started opening at the nearest house, and Sophie heard the front door open across the street.

Eyes were everywhere on this street and there was nowhere that would hide her in all directions! Fenceless front yards. No significant bushes. Skinny trees. Neighbors all about. This was the worst possible neighborhood to try and cram herself back into Lucy’s micropanties!

Sophie sprinted after the lady, trying to get out of dodge before any garage drivers or door exit-ers happened to spot her.

Traffic was beginning to slow again, but the jogger still had to wait for a few cars. Sophie caught up with her and tried to keep quiet a few feet behind her.

The woman immediately turned around and saw her. She seemed surprised like she expected to see Sophie waaaaay down the street, and not sneaking around behind her. She pulled out her headphone once again.

“It’s not every day you go out for a jog and get a half naked stalker,” she said.

Sophie just chuckled and stood on the other side of the stop sign for all the good that did. She cupped her bare pussy with both hands and kept her ass pointed away from the most eyes as possible at any given moment.

“Friends of yours, or do you have some stalkers, too?” asked the woman, motioning toward the trio of excited ladies diagonally across from them.

Sophie didn’t answer the obviously rhetorical question. The girls were clearly trying to get her attention and guide her toward them, and Sophie didn’t want to divulge any more info to this woman about her little stunt.

Once the coast was clear, the fully clothed jogger jogged straight forward into Mia and Lucy’s neighborhood on the right side. The half naked sprinter sprinted across the intersection diagonally and zipped right past her friends and down the street.

Sophie made better time than the jogger, and felt four pairs of eyes on her jiggling ass as she ran past the first three houses, up Mia and Lucy’s driveway, and into their front door. She didn’t stop there and beelined straight for the bathroom where she closed herself in and could finally take a breather.

Lucy and Mia made it inside a little after Sophie. Faith took over a minute longer as she tiptoed back into the house holding Sophie’s pair of pants over one shoulder and Sophie’s belt over the other.