Ditch the bras too

"Oh, I've got an even better idea!" Kate said, snapping her fingers to regain Cassy and Lucy's attention. "Since we're giving up our panties, why not go all the way?"

Before Cassy or Lucy could ask what Kate meant, the two watched in shock as Kate slipped a hand under her shirt, pulling out her bra a second later! If it hadn't been for the fact that Kate's now-discarded bra was visibly in her hand and the ever-so-slight sag of her chest as her breasts were freed, neither would have believed what they'd just witnessed.

"Kate, are you nuts?!" Lucy asked, her voice incredulous.

"What? I'm just giving the girls a chance to breathe. Besides, how this any worse than taking off our panties?" Kate asked, idly twirling her bra around a finger. "It's not like it's cold enough in here to give it away, and our aprons would cover the evidence if it were."

"Regardless, you're not getting me to do that," Cassy muttered, her cheeks reddening.

Unfortunately for Lucy and Cassy, Kate knew her friends all too well. Provided she pushed the right buttons, she could convince them to do almost anything. Staring straight at Cassy, Kate adopted a sly smile and threw her bra on the table.

"Aw, what's wrong, Cassy? Scared?" Kate teased.

"I-I'm not scared!" Cassy protested, fidgeting with her coffee. "I just... I just don't see the point."

"If you're really not afraid, then prove it," Kate said. "It's okay to be scared, Cassy. Just admit it."

With a huff, Cassy pulled one of her arms into her blouse, squirming around for a few moments before awkwardly working her arm, now carrying her bra, back out of her top. Tossing it onto the growing pile like a piece of damning evidence, Cassy stared Kate straight in the eyes.

"There."

"Awesome!" Kate cheered, clapping her hands together. Satisfied at swaying Cassy so smoothly, Kate turned to Lucy. "Okay, Lucy, your turn."

"No!" Lucy said, firmly set against Kate's newest idea. As if to signify her opposition, Lucy promptly returned to her jeans, trying to look wholly focused on the task at hand.

"Wow. That was blunt." Kate said, letting a moment of silence pass before adding. "What are you hiding?"

"Hiding? I'm not hiding anything." Lucy said, distracted from her jeans for a moment.

"I bet you are," Kate said. "I bet you don't wanna take your bra off because you don't want us to find out it's padded! I bet you're only an A-cup!"

Kate had pushed Lucy's most sensitive button. Lucy stood up, stepping out of her forgotten jeans, and turned to face her friend.

"THAT is nothing more than a nasty stereotype!" Lucy snapped. "I don't have to exaggerate anything about my body. Shockingly, not all Asian women are flat as a board!" As if to prove her point, Lucy followed in Kate and Cassy's footsteps, deftly unhooking her bra and ripping it out of her shirt. "See?"

Lucy made quite a sight at that moment, standing there bottomless save for the dangling apron, her bra hanging from her hand as she held it out for her friends to see. Kate had undoubtedly managed to get what she wanted, and perhaps she could press the moment to get a bit more unless something happened first.