Rules lawyering

Quickly redressing, Emily hustled down the stairs and out the back door. Stood in the middle of the yard, she took stock of her surroundings. Her street backed up on a creek, so there were no neighbors opposite to worry about. The houses to either side might have had lines of sight over the fence from the second floor windows, but the angles were hardly ideal for a potential Peeping Tom. Just to be safe though, she stayed close to the wall as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt, mustering her courage.

Attempt number one, here we go.

Setting a timer on her phone for one minute, she nervously lifted her shirt to just above her bra. She stared straight ahead, focusing on keeping her nerves steady rather than stressing about whether anyone was secretly watching her.

It’s just a bra, and I’m in my own backyard. No big deal. If anyone was looking at me, they’d probably be more embarrassed about seeming like a creep. Hell, I could be out here in a bikini, or even… or even n-naked, and I bet they’d just look away and mind their own business!

Distracted as she was, Emily nearly jumped when the alarm went off. She held her shirt up for a few more seconds just in case before letting it drop to check the app.

No dice… but is it because the app doesn’t count it as public, or because I convinced myself it isn’t? Only one thing for it…

She walked around the corner of the house, towards the front yard. Pushing the fence gate open, she came to a stop beside a row of hedges. While the greenery blocked her view of her immediate neighbors, Emily was clearly visible from the road, not to mention the houses across it. She didn’t see anyone watching her, but there was a risk of someone driving past or noticing her out their window at any moment. Undaunted, she once more set the alarm and lifted her shift. However, this time she couldn’t quite convince herself that what she was doing was in any way innocent, and her gaze constantly flicked between possible vantage points. She actually did jump a little when the timer ran out again, though it was accompanied by a relieved smile when a cheery little sound notification rang out from the CG app.

“It worked!” Emily cheered quietly as she collected the 5 gems for Indecent, not even bothering to pull her shirt back down yet. She also saw a notification on the Achievements page and checked it out.

Achievement earned! Challenger I - 1/1 challenge completed, 5g reward. Next rank: 1/10 challenges completed, 10g reward.

Dismissing the popup, she watched with satisfaction as the gem counter in the corner went up to 15/100. Her plan went off without a hitch, but... was she really about to expose herself to her whole neighborhood just for some fake gems in a perverted app that mysteriously appeared on her phone for unknown reasons?

…yes. Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Breathing heavily, she reached for the front of her bra, before being struck by a sudden thought. Opening the Breasts tab on her profile, she tapped Flaunt Breasts.

…nothing. Phew, so I'm for sure not being watched. Or... is it just that I can't see anyone? No, no reason to freak myself out. It's the middle of a weekday, school is still in session until half past and most people should be at work right now. There's not gonna be a better time for this unless I want to drag my ass out of bed at like 3am.

The thought of getting up so early was utterly soul-crushing, especially when she was still running on fumes from the all-nighter she pulled yesterday. Not giving herself an opportunity to second-guess her actions, Emily yanked down her bra, boobs jiggling slightly from the **** of it as they were revealed. Her heart was pounding, and she only belatedly remembered to set an alarm. Shivering at a slight breeze blowing by, she looked down and saw that her nipples had already stiffened to little pink nubs. She self-consciously crossed her arms over her stomach, careful not to cover her tits, and started pacing the yard to keep herself distracted. Slowly working her way over to the sidewalk, she leaned forward to peer further down the street. A car cruised through the intersection at the far end, but looking both ways she could see no other activity on her street. Checking her phone showed that the timer was almost up, and she counted down the rest of the way in her head.

3... 2... 1... Hah, this is easy! I could have just walked out the front door totally naked and saved myself all this build-up!

While Emily's confidence was growing, there was no reason to tempt fate. She gave one of her nipples a quick tweak before tucking her boobs back into her bra and shirt. The Challenge list showed Exposed as being 1/3, while Dictator continued to taunt her with its near-completion.

Hmm, might as well get two birds with one stone here. Let's see what I can get for 15 gems.

Scrolling through the various tabs, she tried to choose another Command to buy. The 10 extra gems from the challenge and the achievement gave her quite a few more options, but they were all still pretty tame. Plus, she wanted to keep saving for the high-value Commands to test some of the seemingly more powerful or esoteric effects of the app. She eventually settled on Bend Over for 5 gems. It would completely negate the 5 gem reward for Dictator, but the idea of being **** to take such a demeaning pose really appealed to her, especially in light of what she was about to do. Stood in full view right on the edge of the sidewalk, blushing hotly, Emily popped the button on her jeans and dragged the zipper down. Giving one last look around and taking a deep, reassuring breath, she pulled her pants and panties down to her knees. Straightening up, she was struck dumb by the intense sensation of cool air flowing over her damp, overheating core. Spreading her legs as far as she could with her clothes in the way, she leaned her head back and let her eyes drift shut with a pleased hum. Rubbing her inner thigh with one hand, Emily cracked an eye open and looked down at the phone still clutched in her other. With a mischievous grin, she tapped her new Bend Over command. Disappointingly, nothing happened.

Shit, right, I need someone to look at me. A-ah, I mean, the commands don't work without an observer.

Letting her phone hang by her side in a loose grip, she focused instead on the gentle breeze between her legs and the afternoon sun warming the bare skin of her butt and legs. That is, until she was jolted back to awareness by a loud gasp from off to the side. Whipping around, she met the shocked gaze of a girl around her age. Emily dimly thought that she recognized the fit blonde from school, but most of her attention was torn between the heady mix of utter shame and **** arousal that coursed through her body at being caught and the feeling of her phone slipping from her fingers. Driven solely by instinct, she scrambled to prevent it from hitting the concrete, barely managing to get a hold on it as her thumb slipped across the screen. The phone chirped a notification.

Emily felt the now-familiar sensation of her body moving without her input, as she suddenly pivoted 180 degrees, bent at the waist, and grabbed her ankles. Peering up at the other girl past her own partially-spread legs, she watched her expression shift from shock and amusement to a gentle smile. Her own feelings of petrifying mortification drained away as she saw this, and she regained enough composure to attempt to talk her way out of her compromising position.

"S-sorry," she said. "This must look pretty strange."

The other girl shrugged it off. "Eh, no biggie. You just surprised me, is all."

Huh. She must have just come out of her house. If she was coming back from school then she would have noticed me from way down the road, and she doesn't have a backpack or anything.

Oddly, the thought of someone spying on her as she exposed herself wasn't as worrying as it had been earlier. Out loud, Emily said, "Most people would have a stronger reaction to some girl randomly showing them her pussy and ass like this." She gave her rear a little wiggle for emphasis.

"Well, I'm sure you have a good reason for it. Hey, your name's Emily, right?"

Oh man, she knows my name! We're having a conversation while both my holes are completely on display! This is way too arousing!

Emily's palms were starting to get slick with sweat. She readjusted her grip on her phone, and then a few things happened simultaneously. First, the other girl's eyes snapped wide open in disbelief, a wolfish grin slowly spreading across her face. As she saw this, a tidal wave of embarrassed panic crashed down on Emily, practically catapulting her to an upright position as she tried to cover her ass with one hand while the other yanked her jeans up her thighs. At the same time, she suddenly recognized the other girl as Faye Anderson, a popular cheerleader who also happened to be in the same PE class as her.

Oh fuck.

Emily turned and ran for her house, harried by the sound of Faye's howling laughter and taunts about her pale butt still hanging out of her jeans. Slamming the door behind her, she fell back against it and slumped down to the floor. She pulled her knees to her chest and ducked her head down to hide the furious blush on her cheeks, as a hand crept between her legs to stroke her flushed, sopping wet pussy. She groaned.

I'm such an idiot. I'm such a horny, hopeless idiot. All that for 25 gems...

She stiffened. "I'm such an idiot! I forgot to set a timer!"

She grabbed her phone and pulled up the challenges page.

Please be done, please be done!