Erica doesn't move.

Originally posted to Writing.com - Erica's Great Adventure; ID#2061119 on 11-13-15 - 11:19pm

Erica froze. They were doing it again, and Lisa wanted her to lift up her shirt, and she couldn't move.

Alicia laughed. "I think you broke her!"

"Erica," Lisa called out, snapping her fingers in Erica's face. "Panties, show!"

Erica still couldn't bring herself to move. Lisa signaled to Carrie and both of them reached for the hem of her shirt.

Carrie leaned her head in closer to her friend. "Erica?" she whispered to her.

Somehow, Erica was able to turn her head to face her. "Hmmm?"

"I need you to lift your butt up off the chair, sweetie," she said. "Can you do that for me?"

"No," Erica whispered in response. But even though she refused in her mind, her body lifted up from the seat briefly, allowing Lisa and Carrie to raise her shirt up to her waist. From there, their arms raised in concert with each other, more and more of her skin being revealed to her tormentors.

Soon enough, Erica's breasts came spilling out from their cover, and her arms raised automatically to allow Lisa and Carrie to remove it completely. The shirt ended up in Alicia's clutches soon after.

"Good girl," Lisa complimented.

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