Actually yes

The relief that washed over me when I pulled a little black dress out of the bag washed over me like a tidal wave. Had I really been prepared to attend classes with my fucking clam hanging out? I didn't even think about it when I gave Ashley a very big, very naked hug. After blushing I jumped up and put it on. I had feared deception, that the dress would be too short to hide my butt, or too baggy for my breasts, but it was fine. Certainly I still looked a bit of a harlot in it without a bra on, but Ill take a few pokies any day compared to fact that I was prepping to attend school naked moments ago.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," I shouted jumping up and down.

"I dragged you around naked all night, you can have a break, but we are going to the mall after school to pick out some things, give it 2 weeks before you thank me", she yawned before heading up to bed. I unfortunately had

"Let's make it 4 weeks," my mom interrupted. Ashley seemed as surprised as anyone.

"Your sister just did something nice for you after you spent all evening running around naked and gambling. Did you think there wouldn't be consequences? When your 2 weeks are up me and you father will take turns determining what you deserve to wear."

"Mom, that will include homecoming and .."

My sister interrupted me, "ooh, imagine naked homecoming queen!"

"You would never do that! you wouldn't make me go to class or homecoming naked, not even you are that mean." I stammered with less certainty than the context implied.

"If you think one good deed will absolve you from strutting that cute body of yours all over town, you are mistaken. 4 weeks is a long time. Ill make you an option, you can go ahead and get naked if you just want to get it over with, Ill let you take it off if you want. " my sister yawned and made her way up the stairs.

Part of me considered it for a second. Fuck it all, I should just get it over with. Its likely pics of me are all over school anyway by now. Obviously that was a shit strategy. I wasn't going to volunteer my own nudity.

A moment later I was dressed, prepared and walking to school, thankfully wearing clothes, and though I was terrified what my next month was going to be like, I had clothes and thus high spirits.