The girls shame you, now you're living the fantasy on the other end

Soon Christie and your sister walk in, and they too are fully dressed.

"Oh my," Christie acted in mock shock, "you didn't tell me he'd be around walking with no clothes on."

"Look at him," your sister points your face out, "he's blushing like a tomato. What's the matter, lost your clothes?"

"Not particularly..." you look down at the floor.

"You seem embarrassed," your sister continues, "we've kept telling you nudity isn't shameful, but it appears you still don't agree so you'll have to live it for the time being."

"Time... being...?" you ask.

"I saw your bookmarks - who keeps porn on a bookmark?! - and noticed you were logged in to that BareBlushingBabes site - who logs into porn?!?! - and you favorited some videos. One of them was about a girl who got 'sharked' or something like that, basically they tore all her kit off and she had to walk the whole way home naked."

"Why are you looking through my search history?" you ask indignantly, resisting every urge to cover your willy lest the girls get the satisfaction.

"Why are you looking at girls getting violated like that?" your sister retorts point blank, "I suppose you know what I'm getting at. Now it's you. You're the girl now. Think being naked is embarrassing? Have a go being embarrassed!"

"Whatever," you just shrug and walk out the kitchen.

"I suppose you're trying to go to your bedroom," your sister stops you as you cross the door, "you're free to go up there, but don't expect anything useful to ... alleviate your shame."

You silently scoff, knowing that your sister and her mates will relent before mum gets home. You head up the stairs, thankful to finally get dressed.