You get on your knees.

You go through all of the alternatives in your head. It's clear you can't restore the clothes in the hamper. Not so they'd be picture perfect.

You could go to your Mom and admit what you did. But you just know she would tell Dave, and that's the LAST thing you want.

You could say you 'accidentally' knocked over the hamper. But it's in the corner, so that seems impossible. Maybe you accidentally jostled it? But then the clothes would have to be almost perfect (when compared to the picture) and you know there's no way you could get even that close.

You could refuse to do the **** video. But then they'd just go to Mom (and Dave!!!).

SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! Why did I have to look in the hamper? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?

Defeated, you realize there is only one thing to do. Get on your knees and make the **** video.

Shaking, you turn on the phone, bring up the video mode, and turn it to the front-facing camera.

What if you 'accidentally' made a video which didn't show anything? HA. you think. They'd just ask me to remake it. You know they would.

They have your balls in a vice, don't they?

You place the camera on the floor, facing up so it has a perfect picture of the hamper and you.

"Here goes," you mutter, your stomach turning flips.

You start the recording.

SHIT, here goes.

You open the hamper and take out a pair of Dawnie's panties. They are cotton and say "Daddy's Little Girl" across the butt. Oh my god, does she ever have a Daddy complex, you think.

Following the instructions, you rub the soft cotton across the cheek and then take a big whiff of the crotch.

Oh fuck, you're starting to get hard.

What kind of pervert are you? On your knees, going through the hamper, sniffing the Dawn's and Rebeca's panties? And getting a hard on??

You reach for your crotch to arrange your junk but suddenly remember YOU'RE BEING VIDEO RECORDED! They'll see you adjusting your junk and they'll (correctly) realize that you're a dirty, panty-sniffing pervert who is getting off on being blackmailed by his sisters!

You quickly pull your hand back and reach for the next item which is one of Rebecca's work bras. It's a burgundy, lacy bra, with underwire and bigger than you thought it would be. You put your face into it, feeling the fabric and the shiny satin, then take a big whiff, smelling her underarm and underboob sweat and her perfume and body lotion.

Holy fuck, you're getting harder, aren't you?

Now you willie is trapped in a weird and awkward position, practically getting bent in two as you get harder.

But you can't adjust your junk - or they would see it on the video! And you imagine what they would say to you! Calling you a panty-sniffing pervert! You'd never live it down!

Shit, shit, shit.

You go through a few more items, one of Becca's shiny nylon panties, one of Dawn's tiny thongs (with the part that slips right up her ass crack, you think to yourself, imagining where that strip of fabric has been as you sniff it).

OH GOD, your cock is so hard and hurts so much!!

Shit, shit.

You do a couple more items, but then you get to another one of Dawnie's panties, also cotton, which says 'for DADDY' on the front with a big arrow pointing to the crotch, which causes your mind to blitz, but it's the fact that it is wet and gooey with her emissions, that finally gets to you. YOU ARE SMELLING YOUR SISTER'S WET SEX, you realize.

Oh fuck, oh fuck. There's nothing you can do. You reach into your pants and free up your cock.

Oh, such sweet relief.

And it was all captured on video.