A challenge to strip the house...and then themselves

Zendaya charged upstairs, making a beeline for her bedroom. Bursting through the door, she paused, confused.

Her suitcase was open on her bed, but she could make out the bright blue letter As on some of her clothes. With a sense of foreboding, Zendaya ran across to Anya's bedroom to confirm her fears. They wanted the girls to handle each other's underwear!

The brunette got to work, scooping up Anya's clothes and trying not to think about how Anya's bras were larger than her own. She checked the wardrobes and the drawers to make sure she didn't miss anything, before doing the same in her bedroom.

The first trip back to Florence informed her that Anya was yet to return with anything, but rather than dwell on what her rival was doing, Zendaya headed back upstairs to gather up her allocation of bedding and towels...

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Anya moved systematically from room to room, searching high and low, in every nook and cranny, in every dark corner. She figured that it would be quicker in the long term to not have to make a second trip to any room, even if that meant spending longer in each one. The blonde could hear Zendaya rushing about upstairs and knew that the younger woman hadn't adopted the same strategy.

"Anything else of mine in the kitchen, downstairs toilet, or lounge?" Anya panted when she'd dragged her initial haul back to Florence.

"Not all of your items are in your bag," Florence said cryptically.

"Really?" Anya asked, sure she hadn't missed anything so far.

"Not all of your items are in your bag," Florence repeated.

Realising that she wasn't going to get any further help, Anya headed deeper into the house.

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Zendaya opened the back door and headed out into the garden. Unsurprisingly, there wasn't much out here; the odd towel tossed over a deck chair, a stray bikini needing to be fished out of the pool.

The brunette jogged over to the shed to see Anya already inside, clearing everything out.

"Anything of mine in there?" Zendaya asked. The shed wasn't large enough for two people, leaving the brunette awkwardly waiting her turn; and dodging the occasional piece of garden furniture that was tossed out.

Zendaya slipped inside as Anya exited, a bundle in her arms. She stamped her foot in frustration; the shed was empty.

"Thanks for nothing!" she shouted at the blonde.

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"Not all of your items are in your bag."

"Seriously?!" Zendaya cried. She had looked everywhere! As she did a mental tally of all the rooms, a thought occurred to her; perhaps Florence wanted her clothes!

The brunette quickly began stripping off her outfit, dropping each item into the bag.

"That's everything, isn't it?" Zendaya asked as she slipped her panties down her legs and stepped her feet out. "I've won, haven't I?" she asked excitedly, hugging herself and bouncing from foot to foot. After a pause, Florence spoke in the same deadpan tone.

"Not all of your items are in your bag."

"Fuck you!" Zendaya cursed, turning around and sprinting from room to room, panicking.

She narrowly evaded Anya who was walking in the opposite direction.

The blonde girl was taken aback by the unexpected nakedness of her rival, but was thankful for the reminder; she'd almost forgotten that she would have to strip!

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"Anya," Florence addressed the undressed girl who was cowering behind her arms. "All of your items are in your bag. Congratulations!"

Anya hadn't realised she'd been holding her breath. She exhaled deeply as Florence handed over a white robe, gratefully pulling it on to hide her bare form. She wished that she had something to protect her bare feet from the cool floor. That is until she saw Zendaya. The brunette returned empty-handed and short of breath.

"I've looked...everywhere...there's nothing...here." Zendaya became aware of what Anya was wearing, and her face went from red to white.

"Why is she wearing...?"

"Anya found all of her items before you did, Zendaya," Florence informed the loser. "That means you will have to stay naked until the next challenge when you will have a chance to earn some clothes. Oh, that reminds me; the loser of each challenge must not try and wear the victor's reward. If they do, they will be disqualified and must immediately leave the house and face the outside world armed only with the possessions they had at the moment of their birth. That is to say, nothing at all!"

"Can you at least tell me what I missed?" Zendaya asked.

The naked girl followed Florence upstairs and into her bedroom. Kneeling down, Florence retrieved a pair of panties from underneath a wardrobe.

"You knocked it under there when you were first going through your suitcase," Florence explained, holding the underwear teasingly out of reach.

When they returned the hall, Zendaya saw that the bags had been taken away; she really would have nothing to cover herself with in this cold, cold house.

"Well, I guess that's everything," Florence shrugged. "Until next time. Living in a house like this, I'm almost jealous of you!"

With that, Florence left, leaving the two red-faced girls behind her. One was squeezing her thighs together and tightening her robe, while the other was hugging her bare body, shivering violently and feeling light-headed.

Zendaya hated being naked. But for the next week, she would have **** but to wear her birthday suit.

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A recap of the following week was shown, the house having been fitted with hidden cameras.

Zendaya slept in the nude. She exercised in the nude. She ate, watched TV, cleaned the house, and played games in the nude.

With no towels in the house, whenever she went for a swim or a shower, Anya had to air dry...but she always had her robe to put back on afterwards. It didn't provide much protection, and the blonde girl was soon wishing she had something to wear on her feet, but it was much better than being permanently naked.

One day, there was a knock at the door. Anya warily answered, and her eyes lit up when she saw two small bundles lying on the door step.

"Daya! Clothes!"

Each nearly folded pile had either an A or a Z, and the respective girl quickly pulled on their corresponding garments.

Zendaya couldn't stop smiling at the sensation of wearing clothes again, but her smile was soon wiped off as Anya read aloud a note.

"You will be collected in 20 minutes and taken to your next challenge. You may wear the attached clothes if you like-"

"If we like?!" Zendaya interrupted. "Of course we're going to wear them!"

"-but don't get too attached, as you won't be using them in the challenge."

"No!" Zendaya wailed. After a week of total nudity, her boobs were only just getting used to being inside a bra...and she was going to have to ditch it after barely any time at all?!

The 20 minutes went by like a flash. Before they knew it, Anya and Zendaya were climbing into cars and being driven to the site of their next humiliation...