Heather

Chloe was relieved when the bottle stopped on Heather, since it wasn't a guy or one of the nearly naked girls. She calmly walked over to the cheerleader captain and reached for her feet.

"Aww, Chloe," Heather wailed. "Take off something, I don't know, more interesting."

The busty redhead smirked and shook her head. "Nope, I won't fall for that," she replied. Heather had already lost her shirt, and Chloe didn't want to remove her bra. Since she wouldn't be able to take off the jeans without getting the heels out of the way, it was the only option. "Just your heels this time, I'm afraid."

"Booo!" Hannah exclaimed rather exaggeratedly.

Heather pouted, and watched as Chloe took off both of her black heels. Now barefoot, Heather crawled to the center of the circle and took a hold of the bottle.