Shirt

You reason that no innocent girl would ever show her vagina under any circumstances and you can't play "girl who got herself into more trouble than she bargained for" role. Your boobs are also too big to play "I'm too embarrassed to show you my chest". Of course, your smart. You probably could have thought of a rationale for taking off your panties first if that was your choice, but this just feels right to you. You lose your chance to change your mind the moment you pull the t-shirt over your head and toss it toward the other clothes now piled up on the bench. You toss it with one arm across your chest and more fake blushing for additional authenticity.

You thought this through. You use your off hand to cover yourself so you can pick up the ball with your dominant hand and bowl the next frame. You have to use proper technique, of course so you quickly uncover so you can bowl properly, giving everyone a nice glimpse of your tits as they swing with your bowl. You quickly recover your "coverage". Which as the ball approaches the middle pin, becomes increasingly pointless. It hits. Nine strikes in a row. Oh. Fuck. Yeah.

This is happening. As soon as the ball strikes the pins you jump for joy with your hands up in the air. You jump three times while spinning around. This time it wasn't a deliberate effort to expose your bouncing boobs to the whole audience. This was a legitimate celebration. And you need to do something about this. You quickly fake a look of panic and cover up while turning away from everyone. There we go. Now you're the girl that celebrated her success but quickly realized what it meant.

And now, the final unveiling. Since you're already turned away, you put your fingers into your waistband and pull your panties down bending at the knees and squatting down like someone that is well aware of not wanting her pussy seen from behind. You were tempted to bend at the waist, though. You step out of your panties and pick them. You have reached your goal of being fully naked now. And it feels amazing. All eyes on your naked ass. You put your empty hand over your boobs and the one holding your panties over your pussy. You did this deliberately.

To make you panties join the rest of your clothes, you remove your hand from your pussy and throw the panties, offering a tantalizing glimpse of your bare cunt with its neatly trimmed bit of hair. You quickly re-cover and blush deep red. You stand there, facing your audience with just your hands getting in the way of everyone seeing everything. You stand still as a statue, pretending to be embarrassed but secretly being thrilled. You stand like that for a while waiting for some kind of cue.

After several minutes, a man pipes up "you've still got one more frame."

The looks from the women could have killed the guy on the spot. But it gave you the cue you needed. You huff in feigned resignation and get ready for the final frame.