Nothing

Amy wasn't allowed to wear any underwear except for lingerie picked out by her roommates. Her new bodysuit was still in Stace's car, so that left Amy naked from the waist down to her boots.

Amy heard gasps of surprise all around her, but she fought the urge to cover herself with her hands. The dare insisted she be exposed. Instead, she forced herself to pretend not to notice and walk normally for a full four steps before feigning shock and horror and plunging a hand between her legs for cover.

She didn't have to feign embarrassment; she could feel her cheeks heat up as everyone stared at her. But humiliation was a huge turn on for her and it took all of her self control not to diddle herself right there.

Instead, she just said, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, this is so embarrassing" out loud and acted like she didn't know what to do to prolong her exposure.

"Here, let me help" one of her classmates, a willowy blonde, said, as she grabbed at the skirt. The blonde girl gave it a hard tug.

"No!" Amy said, but it was too late. Amy could have freed the skirt easily, but the other woman didn't know how stuck it was. She had ripped the skirt right in half.

For the first time, Amy felt real panic. With nothing to cover up with, her ordeal was about to be prolonged in ways she hadn't planned for.