Get hit...

“FUCK!” You curse, stomp the ground and clapping your hands together.

You can’t believe you let yourself get hit again. Everyone had turned to stare at you, because you were going to be the first person to take off their last piece of clothing. You hook your thumbs in the sides of your underwear, deciding to tease the crowd a couple of times before finally removing them. Eventually though, you throw your panties out of the circle, and your left standing naked and sweaty in a crowd of your peers. You look down at yourself, and with all the sweat, you have a nice sheen on your, and you can kinda see your abs. Your pubic hair was neatly shaved so that you can just see your labia covering the rest of your pussy.

The intense, competitive look on your face seems to inspire Evette a little bit.

“Care to go double or nothing there, Dani?” You’re a little surprised to hear Evette use your nickname, which mostly just Ariel and your family calls you, but you respond immediately.

“Absolutely, I don’t like losing. What’re the conditions for me to stay in the game?” You say, too fired up and competitive to say no.

“If you get hit again, when gym is over, you head in to the men’s room to take your shower, and change,” Evette said, eliciting a series of whoops and high fives from the guys in the gym.

“Playing hardball, eh Evette?” You can’t help but think seriously about quitting. A shower in the boys locker room can only end one way. There’s no telling how bad it would be, but the worst case scenario is servicing half the guys in gym class. You’ve never even had sex before, and that’s not how you imagined losing your cherry, but then this morning wasn’t how you envisioned your first oral sex either, and that wasn’t so bad.

“Ok, I’ll take the bet.”

Once again, the ball start flying around, but something starts to happen that you obviously should have counted on when deciding on the bet. No one is exactly gunning for you, but not a ball is thrown that isn’t in your general direction. Pretty soon everyone is getting the hint and clearing out around you. You back up towards the edge of the circle.

“I’m going to have to start catching a lot of balls, I guess,” you say with a sigh. Now that you’ve isolated yourself, everyone is openly gunning for you. You catch a ball, then another one, making a brave last stand. You catch a third ball and Tinkerbell, who had been topless, took off her underwear and sat cross legged in the circle naked. You couldn’t hold out forever though, and eventually you got hit on the shin, and that was it.

You said nothing, just sat down in the circle with your back to Tinkerbell, rested your chin on your fists, and waited for the end of the period.