Only a Shirt

As Samantha dragged you up the stairs and towards her room, every horrible possibility of what she might make you wear (or what she might not make you wear) was running through your head. You sighed, resigning yourself to the mercy of your sadistic older sister. At least you probably won't be completely naked. Finally arriving at your sister's room, she proceeded to make sure the door was wide open (probably to just make you feel even more exposed) and started to dig through her giant closet. Eventually, after tossing around several good pairs of pants and underwear, she popped her head up and looked at you with her signature sadistic grin.

"Sister dearest," She called in a seductive tone. "I found something for you..."

And with that, your older sister pulled out a tight t-shirt. She then threw said t-shirt at your face, hitting you and making you completely uncover for just a second.

"Cripes, Samantha! I know you like tormenting me, but do you have to... to..."

Recovering from the sudden clothes attack and haphazardly covering your front with the shirt, it took you a second to realize what was happening here.

"Oh, no! I am not going to my first day back in nothing but a t-shirt!" You yelled.

"Is that so?" Samantha said with a leer.

Just then, Samantha suddenly swiped the t-shirt away from your hands, once again making you briefly uncovered. She just loved stealing any glance at your body that she could.

"Hey!" You screamed.

"I guess you won't be needing clothes after all." Your sister said as she turned towards her closet.

"No, wait!" You shouted. "I-i'll wear it, okay? Just... does it have to only be a shirt? Could I at least have some panties...?"

"Nope." Samantha said with a warm smile on her face. "Just the shirt. Take it or leave it, perv."

Sighing, you held out the hand that was covering your chest. Your sister takes a moment to stare at your bare chest, before finally handing the shirt over.

"Alright, let's see how it looks." Your sister said, leering at your naked body.

"What?" You questioned. "You aren't going to at least let me change alone?"

"Hey, I can't trust that you won't just snag one of my panties and then sprint over to the bus." Samantha said. "Besides, I've already seen you completely naked, like, over a dozen times now. It'll be nothing new..."

Well, shit, you can't really argue with sound reasoning like that. She was pretty much spot on with the panties thing, too. Besides, she could probably just take the shirt away and convince mom that you refused to put anything on. Then you'll be completely naked at school, instead of just half naked... this is a real shit deal for you. Making peace with your fate, you slowly uncovered your crotch and started to put the white t-shirt on. Doing so, however, you couldn't help but notice your sister getting an even more perverted look on her face as your pussy was revealed to her. What was her damage?

Trying to ignore your older sister, you proceeded to slip the tight shirt on. You can already tell that this isn't going to work. Looking at the mirror in your sister's room, the white t-shirt goes down just in front of your pussy. And you mean just in front of it. You're pretty sure that if you were to walk in this thing, that would already expose you. The white t-shirt was also extremely tight on you, not only meaning that the entire shape of your pathetic body was plainly visible, but that it would definitely be riding up your body the entire day. But that wasn't the end of it, because at first you were pleasantly surprised that there wasn't any embarrassing logo or phrase on the front of it, but then you heard your sister chuckle form behind you and decided to turn around. There may not have been an embarrassing phrase on the front of the shirt, but in giant lettering on the back, it read "BABY'S GOT BACK".

Samantha finally burst out in laughter as your face heated up from embarrassment. Was this some kind of joke? It might as well have, considering that those words were plastered above your lackluster hips and small bubble butt. And that's when you heard it... the bus. Going into a panic, you quickly raced out of your laughing sister's room, putting on some shoes and bursting out the door.

You can only hope that today doesn't bring anymore embarrassment...