The Dress

“You’ve got to be kidding me” Renee said looking at the outfit she was being provided by the blonde bully.

“Entirely serious Red” Tracy confirmed crossing her arms with a smug look, “now get changed.”

“Huh? Out here?” Renee asked incredulously, pointing out how they were out in the open behind the venue of the dance hall, rented out by one of the rich local college kids, for the dance tonight. The beauty of the whole event being the absence of any authority figures to rain on the high school seniors and college kid’s parade. The whole event was planned to be a crazy night. With Tracy planning to make it even crazier.

“Yep, maybe if you hurry no one, but us, will see you. As pointless as that is at this point” Tracy said.

“Can’t I-”

“Strip now! Or I’ll do it for you” Tracy warned.

Renee frowned in frustration, but was powerless to fight back. So she did as she was told. First kicking off her converse shoes and slipping off her socks. Revealing a sight that made Tracy smile before saying “good job Red” referring to the painted toe nails, sporting a near crimson red hue. Much to Renee’s chagrin.

Taking a breath she then unbuttoned her jeans before slipping them down her legs. Leaving Renee already feeling naked as her pale legs came into view, as well as the black boy shorts she was wearing underneath. “I’ll take those,” Tracy said, holding out her hand. Prompting Renee to toss the jeans to the girl in frustration. An action Tracy didn’t take too kindly to as she quickly grabbed the redheads shirt, pulled her close, and said “another outburst like that and you’ll get far worse.”

Fearful, but confused, Renee went to ask “worse than wha!?”

*SMACK!*

To be interrupted by a very harsh slap to her panty clad ass. Before Tracy let her go and stepped back. “Continue” she ordered with a satisfied smile on her face.

Renee meekly did as she was told. Slowly pulling the t-shirt she was wearing over her head then carefully handed it to Tracy. Who gave her a gentle “good girl” like she was a dog who had finally done a trick right. Making Renee awkwardly shuffle in her bra and panties, the embarrassment flowing through her. Her arms trying and failing to cover herself.

“The undies to Red”

“Oh come on!?” Renee complained.

“It’s a backless dress, so no bras allowed. And we have a special pair for down below. Now get going!” Tracy ordered firmly.

Renee whined to herself as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She shyly hugged it to herself, hesitating on giving it up. However Tracy’s outreached hand and firm look made her give in. Doing so with one hand as she carefully cupped her chest with the other arm. Getting amused smiles from Tracy and her gang.

Finally all Tracy did was indicate what she wanted by looking down. Making Renee awkwardly try and slip her panties off with one hand, turning to the side to try and hide her crotch. Just for all the girls to lean over to get a view of her perfect ass slipping out of her panties. Subtly bouncing as the red head stepped out of the undies. To then hold them out for the blonde to grab.

“Good girl, now turn this way so I can make sure you did as you were told” Tracy instructed.

Renee, red faced, shuffled her body in the bullies direction. Arms firmly placed over her naughty bits.

“Move the hand” another order.

“Mmm” Renee whined, pulling one of her hands away.

The sight put another smile on Tracy’s face, prompting another demeaning affirmation. “Good girl, now get dressed,” she said while one of her friends threw Renee’s outfit on the ground next to the red head.

An order Renee was much more eager to fulfill. Within a few minutes she was ready for the dance.

From bottom up she had: red heels, sheer black lacy thigh high stockings, a black lace set of panties with a heart shaped hole cut in the back with a thin string between her cheeks, topped off with a turtleneck virgin killer sweater dress. Split in the middle for a generous amount of cleavage as well as side boob. So form fitting that the back covered all of her juicy rear, but if it were to ride up or she were to pull it down too far, by just a little bit, either the top of her crack or the bottom sliver her cheeks would spill into view. And that’s all while standing up straight.

The complete sight made Renee want to crawl into herself from shame, while Tracy and her friends clapped, wolf whistled and cat called her.

“Lookin gooood Red” Tracy said before continuing “remember if you do as you were told earlier, no mistakes, I promise to leave you alone for the rest of the month. Now let’s head inside, I have someone to introduce you to- oh wait, almost forgot, one more thing” as she walked up the red head. Casually pulling the front of the dress open, exposing the gingers perky knockers. A cruel smile on the blonde's face as she pulled something out of her pocket.