Sarah (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Matt dejectedly sifted through slips in the hat for a few seconds, before languidly drawing one out to read. The motion was as slow and unattractive as he was, the slip being drawn up like a blob-fish from the abyss. As the slip came up to his eyes an angry focus seemed to overcome Matt. Something that would have probably passed for a steely eyed stared for him overtook his face, twisting his unfortunate features into an almost confident scowl.

"Sarah," he said, his hands compressing in his lap. "I think you should try your necklace on." His words were weak, like he had never considered the possibility that Sarah wouldn't have immediately wrapped his cheap silver around her neck.

"Oh, I don't know," Sarah immediately responded, her polite party hosting instincts taking over. "I don't want to get it caught on my shirt." As Sarah spoke she ran a finger over the neck of her sequined top, almost pulling it down to show off her practically perfect tits. Her outfit had been carefully prepared to show off her sexuality, and she didn't think a cheap scrap of silver would improve her look.

Matt, however, seemed to disagree. "T-then take it off, a-and try the necklace on," he countered, his gaze almost seeming dominant until he quickly glanced away.

Sarah glared at him for a little while longer, while he stared at his twiddling thumbs, but there was nothing she could do. The rules of the game were pretty clear and she couldn't back down now without giving someone else the opportunity to do the same later. She wouldn't exactly be able to **** the nerds into embarrassing themselves out of her life if she gave them the power to say" no thanks" to anything too humiliating.

"Alright," Sarah sighed, getting to her feet. Matt's eyes flew up when she agreed, filled with wonder as if he had been expecting her to refuse. Every eye was on her now, a feeling she was used to even if she wished four of them belonged to any men other than Matt or John. The thought of their little pricks getting hard for her bountiful tits made her skin crawl, but at least Tom was here. That third leg of his that he called his cock was more than worthy of her tits, and it's thick shaft had already received their soft embrace more than once.

Maybe that was what she would do with him first, tittyfuck his big rod to teach Matt a lesson for making her get her breasts out. With those thoughts in mind, Sarah ran her hands down her smooth torso to the hem of her loose fitting top, pretending that she was stripping for Tom before they banged like they usually did. Delicate fingers curled around the bottom of her garment before rolling it up to unveil her flat midriff and innie belly button.

The top she had worn tonight was cute, but so low-cut and with such thin straps that she had had to make a few clothing compromises. Her bra, specifically, had been discarded to better show off her heaving bosom without the straps sullying her sensual shoulders. Fortunately for her, she wasn't about to be completely topless.

The eyes of everyone watching went wide as, instead of a bra, Sarah's top rolled up to reveal the soft underside of her bouncy tits. Matt's eyes in particular looked like they were about to roll out of his head, only held in by his nerdy glasses, as Sarah pulled up her top to show off more and more of her soft tits. She could practically hear them all wondering why she had agreed to this so easily if she had known she would be completely bare beneath, until her secret showed through.

Instead of peachy areolas with perky nipples, the upward advance of Sarah's top revealed matching strips of skin tone nipple tape. Those small scraps of adhesive had allowed her breasts to be bouncy and natural all evening, without the fear of her nipples slipping their loose confines to flash everyone on the dance floor.

With her heavenly tits now completely out, Sarah pulled her sparkly top up and over her head, shaking out her long, red, hair as she tugged her top over it. Her luscious locks tumbled down to land on her shoulders, curling red strands spilling on to her chest almost as low as her nipples. Her long red hair framed her cleavage and made her even sexier, despite technically covering up more of her chest, the way it obscured the nipple tape made her look more like a slutty pornstar.

There was a moment of silence as everyone stared at her, drinking in the otherworldly sight. With practiced showmanship, Sarah puffed her chest out, threw her head back, and slowly ran a hand through her hair. "No wonder Matt fell in love with me," she thought, biting her lip gently as she brought her head back forward, "what man wouldn't want this?

"Wow, were you planning on stripping tonight?" John asked, practically drooling as he stared at her firm and bouncy boobs that were completely bare except for her nipples.

"It's called nipple tape, you dumbass! It's what girls wear when they don't want their bra straps showing," she snapped at him. The harshness of her words shut him up, but did nothing to dissuade him from looking, and she knew he was trying to download the image to his mental spank bank. Matt was obviously doing the same too, his cheeks blazing red as his eyes remained intractably drawn to her practically naked breasts. Even Miranda and Nicole were staring, the latter looking to be in complete disbelief. Probably shocked by how big Sarah's boobs were. Sarah didn’t have any proper idea what size Nicole’s breasts were, but she refused to believe that the tiny girl would have anything more than itty bitty titties that couldn’t compare to her own bouncing breasts.

“Damn girl,” Tom complimented her, “looking great as always.” As he spoke, his own eyes leered up her chest, although it felt less gross to her when he did it.

“Thank you Tom,” she smiled at him, twirling her hair around one finger.

Thinking that her dare was done, Sarah sat down on the couch again, only to remember the other thing she was supposed to do when she felt the box trapped under her thigh. “Oh yes,” she sighed, “the finishing touch.” As she picked up the box and opened it again she briefly considered if Matt had put a curse on the necklace or something, and that was why he was so eager for her to wear it. Sarah was obviously too old to believe in magic, but she wouldn’t want to wear the jewellery if it had been soaked in raven’s blood or something. Fishing it out of the box with delicate fingers, she held it up and inspected it briefly in the gentle lamplight of her living room. The fine silver chain glinted as she turned it over in her fingers, and as the stone caught the light the whole thing seemed to sparkle at her. It was quite a nice piece of jewellery, regardless of the source. Perhaps she would keep it after she’d gotten rid of Matt, like some sort of nerd-hunting trophy.

Taking it in both hands, she raised it over her head and lowered it around her neck, carefully pulling her hair through it so it wouldn’t get tangled. The chain itself sat lightly around her neck, while the twinkling stone fell almost perfectly between her breasts, a flash of green between two pieces of beige nipple tape. She didn’t know if he had done it on purpose, but the colour of the stone did contrast well with her red hair, and the chain itself stood out quite nicely on her tanned skin.

“Is this what you wanted, Matt?” She asked, fiddling with the talisman between her breasts. In an instant, his cheeks went even redder, as if he had only now been caught staring despite openly ogling her ever since her too passed over her head.

“Y-y-y-yes,” he stuttered, his nerves becoming even more pronounced now that his crush was talking to him without a top on. He began to **** out “d-d-d-d-do you like it?” But Sarah got tired of waiting for him to finish his sentence and picked up the hat instead. Now that she had engaged Matt’s little girlfriend fantasy, it was time for her plan to get back on track. She would embarrass Matt and push him away, but she might still keep his necklace.

Twirling the piece of silver between the fingers of one hand, she reached into the hat with the other.

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