[Lizard]

I figured I could take my phone down with me making it look
like I was just texting during the programme, while typing
in the loser's dare a bit at a time to send to Kim when it
was all done. Of course I had to think of what that would
be, but I had a bit of time. I had just stood up when Kim
appeared in the doorway blocking my exit.

"Ok, bro," she started. "You want to play then you have to
play with all of the rules, and be willing to accept the
loser's dare if you end up naked. Agree?"

I thought about it, and agreed. With that she pulled a stack
of clothing from behind her back and handed them to me.

"The rules for us were to put on skirt, panties, bra and a
tank, so here are yours to put on. Further," she continued,
"we aren't allowed to shut any doors until the game is over,
so neither may you."

Wow, she was vexed, and was making me pay for it. I waited
for her to leave, so that I could change, but after a few
seconds it was clear that she was going to stand in the open
doorway and watch me change just to rub it in that I was
having to play by the rules. I turned my back, slipped out
of my clothes, and struggled into her clothes: red lacy
panties, a white padded bra (very difficult to get hooked),
white tank top and denim miniskirt. I felt somewhat awkward,
and then realised that I was going to have to sit with Yori
dressed like this -- that hadn't even entered my mind when I
agreed, but at that point there wasn't any way for me to
back down without losing face. I grabbed my phone and we
decended the stairs to start the dare anew.

The girls were seated on the sofa and I on the lounge chair.
Kim explained the rest of the rules and that my assigned
adverts were cars. I suggested that we select the programme
at random; we'd all turn our backs to the telly and Yori
would push the up button until I told her to stop, then Kim
would push the down button until Yori told her to stop. That
way none of us could cry sour grapes about the number of our
adverts appearing because someone selected a programme that
was more likely to have more of one kind than another. The
girls agreed; we picked a channel, which was playing an
older movie, and then sat down to wait for the first break.

It wasn't long before the first advert appeared on the
screen and both girls were excited because it was for some
new fancy car and that meant I was down something. I decided
to take off my shirt and I must have blushed when I noticed
the girls grinning at me sitting there in Kim's bra. Yori
also lost her shirt during that first block of adverts, and
Kim managed to escape with all of her clothes on.

When the movie came back on I started to type in the loser's
dare that I'd send to Kim so that it would be waiting when
this dare was over. I decided to risk it and make it fairly
challenging; I'd be in heaven if I ended up the last one
with clothes on, and if I lost I could potentially be in
trouble. I sent the message just as the second round of
adverts started; at that point in time there was really no
turning back for me.

Old movies seem to have an unusually large number of breaks,
so it wasn't long before the next set started playing. The
first two adverts were for food, but Kim reminded us that
only one advert per break, so she only was going to take off
her shirt. The rest of the adverts that round were
uninteresting, so as the movie started again we were tied;
all topless.

Kim and Yori both lost their skirts in the next break and I
was feeling just a wee bit cocky as the movie started again.
Yori looked very nice in her pink panties, and even though
Kim is my sister I thought her blue panties were very sexy.

The dare got more interesting with the next set of adverts.
Yori lost her bra and was quite reluctant to remove it in
front of me. Kim finally reached over and unclasped it at
which point Yori gave in and tossed it with the rest of the
discarded clothes that were starting to form a pile in the
middle of the floor.

I thought I had survived yet another round of adverts, but
the final one in the break was a bloody car spot and the
girls were all too pleased that I'd be losing something. I
think they were hoping I'd take my skirt off, but I opted
for the bra, and, as one might expect, they booed.

I had figured that Kim would be at a real disadvantage with
the food adverts since, at least to me, there always seem to
be three of them for every one advert for something else,
but not so tonight. As the next round came on I could hear
Yori gasp, and then breathe a sigh of relief when the first
one wasn't for any kind of beauty product. The girls nearly
had heart attacks when the second advert, for a Land Rover
of all things, started up. They started singing something
"stripper-ish" and yelling "ok boy -- take it off!"

I stood, and with as little of a production as I could
manage, I slid the skirt to my knees and then let it fall to
the floor. I kicked it over to the pile and sat down again.
The girls cheered, but as the next advert came on I cleared
my throat and pointed to the screen: another beauty advert
was spinning by, and that meant Yori was the first loser.

The bit of elation related to Yori being completely naked on
the sofa passed quickly as I realised that my early lead had
really disappeared, and that I was in real danger of being
the second loser. Kim had two items of clothing on, and
given that she could only lose one per set of adverts I'd
really need a string of luck to keep from having to strip
off the panties that were struggling to contain me. Knowing
what I had sent as the winner's reward I really didn't want
to lose this dare, and was really feeling helpless about it
as the movie was again interrupted for a block of adverts.

I got lucky with the next set as the first adverts were for
food and Kim was forced out of her bra. Yori seemed to take
as much delight in that as I did; probably because of the
hard time Kim had given her when she lost her bra. I didn't
gloat too much as there were still three or four adverts to
show before the movie came back on.

I really thought the break was over, but one last advert was
aired and just my luck it was for a car; I was loser number
two and losing my panties in front of the girls was only the
beginning of my troubles. Kim jumped off of the sofa the
instant that the advert was clearly for cars and did a
victory dance screaming "that's it, the panties come off!"

I think she had forgotten that not only did Yori and I lose
the dare, but there was a punishment waiting for her to
impose on us. I could feel my face redden as I pushed the
lacy material down to where gravity was able to take over
and carry them to my ankles. I kicked them onto the pile and
said "I guess this makes you pretty happy."

Kim stammered a bit, her gaze fully fixed on areas below my
waist, and then said, trying hard not to sound very pleased
with her situation as the winner, "um, well, I guess I need
to send a message and see what the loser's have to do."

With that, Kim looked at Yori and said "stand." Her eyes
darted back and forth drinking in the fact that we were
naked, and seeming not to care that she was wearing only a
pair of panties and her nipples were hard enough to cut
glass. She certainly was savoring the moment, but before it
went on too long she finished with "well, lets go see what
punishment is in store for our losers!"

Kim jiggled the mouse to wake the PC from its nap, and in
the IRC window were several messages from "the other side."
Basically, Wade said that he figured the dare might take a
while, so the loser's punishment was below and that Kim
should send a report by email which he would enjoy in the
morning; he had gone off for a pint or two with some mates
and wouldn't be checking things until then.

I shouldn't have been so surprised, after all I had sent the
message, but in the heat of the moment it was though I was
hearing the message for the first time. Kim red the rest of
the message aloud: "The losers are to be dressed in any
outfit that the winner deems fitting for their punishment.
The winner is then to parade the losers round any public
place that he or she so desires. As an added bonus, the
winner may humiliate them in any manner that she or he sees
fit."

I guess I really did imagine that I was going to win and
that I'd be the winner. As I was starting to get a grip on
this I was shaken back to reality when I heard my sister
bark "look at me when I'm talking to you; I'm not going to
repeat this and if you get it wrong you will regret having
ever let your mind wander off."

Kim ordered us to go back downstairs and to put on the
clothes that the other had been wearing. Yori and I quietly
decended the stairs leaving Kim in her room to, we assumed,
dress into an outfit that was most comfortable for her. Back
in the living room, I started to separate our outfits from
the tangled mess in front of the telly. Holding her panties,
and starting to step into them, I inadvertently glanced up
to see Yori blush as the reality that I was going to be
putting on her clothes sank in. Her skirt was even shorter
and tighter than the one that Kim had given me earlier. The
crotch of her panties was wet, and now cold when it made
contact with my skin, but I was now very aware of the fact
that Yori had been somewhat turned on. Her bra had foam cups
and pulling the tank top over it I realised that there'd be
no mistake that I was wearing a bra under the tank that
clearly wasn't meant for a boy. Yori's skirt, which was
short on her to begin with, was even shorter on me, and I
really felt like there'd be no way to keep from showing off
the panties which were barely concealed underneath. In fact,
I was worried that a slight breeze might be all that was
needed to flash whom ever was gazing at me.

Yori had her own set of potentially embarrassing issues.
Kim's bra was a full cup size larger than Yori's breasts
needed, and when she pulled the tank over it the stiff cups
of the bra gave an odd, disproportionate, shape to her chest
and lifted the hem of her shirt well above her navel. Yori
pulled on the skirt, and it was immediately obvious that it
was too big; I got lucky that Yori's skirt had an elastic
waist, but the skirt Kim had given me was denim and that
wasn't going to benefit Yori in the least.. I actually
expected it to drop to the floor when she let go, but it
stopped its decent just at the widest part of Yori's hips,
though that left the top bit of her panties exposed.

I'm sure we looked funny, but as we looked each other over
neither of us were laughing. Dressed we were, but we knew
that the worst was still yet to come, and nervously we both
waited for Kim to return to the lower floor and continue our
humiliation. We didn't have to gawk at each other for all
that long; before either of us felt the need to make any
awkward small talk, we heard Kim start to decend on the
stairs.

As we expected, Kim had dressed, fixed up her hair a bit,
and was looking quite like the cat who just ingested the
canary and was trying to be sly about it. She nearly burst
out into uncontrolled laughter when she turned the corner
and saw us dressed in the wrong clothing. Managing to
control herself, giggling only now and again, she laid out
the plan. I might have been in control for a point that
evening, but it was now Kim's show and she was becoming
surprisingly intense with her role.

We were instructed to fetch, and then to give our wallets to
Kim, which she tucked into her purse. Then we were sent out
to Yori's car. Kim climbed into the back of the Mini,
leaving me to ride up front where I would be easily noticed
by other passing motorists and certainly by anybody who
pulled along side of us at any traffic signal. Yori was, of
course, our driver, but at least while driving nobody was
going to notice how ill fitting her clothing actually was.

Kim instructed Yori to drive us into a section of town where
there are a combination of shops, and pubs, both of which
attract a fair number of people out on a Saturday evening.
Our parade was certainly going to attract a lot of
attention, and I was sure that Kim had no intention of
keeping us out on the shops too.

We parked in a car park round the back of the shops at the
North end, and walked through the tight alley which lead us
to the main road. We'd barely turned the corner, heading
South, and it seemed like everybody out on the street
suddenly was watching us as we strolled down the pavement. I
glanced over at Yori and noticed that she had one arm
pressed tightly against her side, and I gathered it was an
effort to keep her skirt from slipping down any further. It
had already slid further than when we had dressed at the
house, and was now beginning to reveal more than just the
waistband of her panties. Judging from the determined look
on her face, she was doing her best to keep the skirt from
falling completely down while trying not to be too obvious
about it, lest Kim be angered by her efforts.

We were about to pass a trendy clothing shop when Kim
ordered us to go inside. I thought that we might get a bit
of a break from the leers on the street, but I couldn't have
been more wrong. The shop wasn't crowded, in fact it turned
out that we were the only patrons, but the primary sales
attendant was one of Kim's friends, Janice. Yori and I
walked in ahead of Kim, and Janice greated us with a
friendly smile that quickly turned into a very unsure
expression. Just as we were nodding our hellos, Kim, lagging
behind us enough that the door had shut after we entered,
bounced through the door causing Janice to release her
visual hold on me in order to visually inspect the newest
arrival. The expression on her face changed to one of
recognition, and a bit of relief, as Kim shouted her hello
in what must have been a familiar voice.

With one patron labeled as friend, Janice must have given a
look that said "are these two with you," as Kim continued by
saying "I see you've met my brother and my friend Yori," I
was mortified, and must have turned beet red when Janice
looked me in the eye and said "well, you're not the type I
expected after hearing Kim talk about you!"

Kim looked at us and then said to Janice, "their outfits are
a bit ill fitting, don't you think?" Without waiting for a
response she finished with "I've directed them into your
shop to see if we might find them something a bit better for
their evening out tonight."

Janice nodded and replied, "with out a doubt, I am sure that
I can help out," with such an evil grin on her face that if
I didn't know how spontaneous this was I might have thought
that Kim had planned this out with Janice all along.

With that Janice and Kim decided that we each needed to try
on what ever Janice selected for us, and both she and Janice
would pick an outfit for us to purchase and wear for the
rest of our stroll through the shops. I think I heard Yori
let a sigh of relief go as she might actually end up with
clothes that fit, but given that this was a shop for girls,
I knew that I wasn't going to escape in any better shape.

Janice had starting to rifle through one of the racks of
dresses, when the bell on the shop door jingled announcing
that yet someone else had arrived. I stole a glance to see
if it might be someone who spied us on our walk down the
street and had come in to gawk more, or if it was just
another customer. It turned out to be neither. Johnny, who
despite her name was not a boy, was the other sales
attendant working the shop that evening; she was just
returning from having her supper at the local next door.

Johnny, came over to see who might need help, and again I
blushed as she looked Yori and I over for the first time. I
swear I heard her mutter "oh my" under her breath.

Janice introduced her to Kim, and explained what we were
doing and instructed Johnny to get on finding a few outfits
for Yori to try on. I knew that Janice wanted my torture, at
least with respect to what I was going to have to model, to
be hers alone.

Minutes passed like hours as Kim approved or rejected the
offerings that Janice held up from various different
locations in the store. Johnny travelled amongst the racks,
and occasionally passed back to the centre of the store,
where Yori and I were left to stand, to hold something up in
order to eyeball the fit, see if the colour was right, or
for some other devious reason that only Johnny knew.

Finally the three converged on us with three or four
selections for each of us to try on. I made the mistake of
reaching my hand out and glancing toward the change rooms
off to the side; this brought a sharp snap from Kim: "what,
you think that you're going to get to try these on in
private?"

I couldn't being to hide the shock on my face as the thought
of stripping down in front of these two strangers flashed
through my brain. That look seemed to encourage Kim and the
others as all three burst out in laughter. Yori, at the
moment seemed less troubled about the whole matter as it
seemed clear that Kim really had it out for me.

"Both of you," Kim started, then in a demanding tone
finished with "take those shirts and skirts off, right here,
and right now."

Yori lifted her arms to pull her tank off which that let her
skirt slip to the floor without any extra effort. I couldn't
help staring at how silly she looked in the oversized bra as
I pushed the skirt I was wearing over my hips and let it
fall to the floor. I pulled off my shirt and let it drop
without much fanfare and stood there silently waiting Kim's
next request.

She looked at the other two, and after a bit of unspoken
communication Janice told us to take off our bras. Yori's
nipples weren't hard when she let the bra drop to the
ground, but they perked right up when she realised that she
was being stared at. I think Kim took some pitty on her, and
demanded that I push my panties down to my knees.

"Well ladies," Kim addressed the two shop workers," lets see
what you have picked out for our two models this evening."
The others giggled a bit, and began to hold up the various
outfits for Kim's inspection.

Yori and I were made to to try on several outfits, and once
all had been modeled for the three laides, they made their
selection. Yori found herself wearing a very tight, white,
t-shirt which was so thin that the colour of her nipples
could be seen through the material. For her lower half as
skirt was selected which, while it stayed up on its own,
wasn't long enough to cover her panties if she should sit
down.

Kim had found a bra for me which probably had a D cup size
and was so stiffly padded that, short of being run over by a
steam roller, the cups were not going to be compressed. I
hadn't been asked to try it on, so it came as a bit of a
surprise when Kim held it out to me. Once I managed to get
the bra in place, I was given my outfit; a black, sleveless,
minidress that, like Yori's new skirt, wasn't going to cover
my ass if I had to sit down. As I had figured, even without
any extra stuffing, the bra pushed the dress out to the
point that it made the outfit even more embarrassing.

Finally, we were dressed, and I was allowed to pull up my
panties. Kim had Yori and I walk round the store while she
took our wallets out and paid for our new clothes. I could
hear Janice thanking her for being such a good customer, and
Johnny insisted that we pose at the store entrance while she
snapped a few pictures which I was sure were bound for the
internet.

Kim marched us down to the end of the row again turning us
into a shop; this time an ice cream and sweets place where
we were forced to order a dish of something. Outside of this
shop, tucked along the pavement, there were small seats and
tables. As we exited the shop with our treats, Kim
instructed us to sit and finish our treats while she popped
into the shop next door.

We sat. The seats were metal, and I could feel the cold
steel on my bare legs and knew that anybody who walked by
was getting an eyefull, not just of a boy in a minidress,
but sitting such that it was obvious that his pantied
covered ass was fully in contact with the seat. The table
prevented me from seeing Yori's exact situation, I imagined
that she was feeling the same steel seat cold against her
ass and legs.

We finished, sat there until Kim returned, at which point
she announced that it was time to go. Going, of course,
meant that we needed to retrace our steps back along the row
of shops until we reached the alley leading to the car park,
but at least we were headed home. We were met with more
stares as we walked, and I resisted the urge to tug my dress
down knowing that if Kim saw me doing that there would be
more hell to pay, and I wanted this to be over without any
more punishment.

The drive seemed to take forever, I still felt exposed again
riding in the front passenger seat of the car with my big
bra giving any passers by an interesting show. We eventually
reached our house again. I let a sigh of relief out when it
was obvious that our parents had yet to return home. Kim and
Yori disappeared in to Kim's room and I retreated to mine,
glad to be home, replaying the events of the afternoon and
evening, still trying to figure out exactly how I managed to
lose control of the game. All that aside, I was very eager
to read Kim's email to Wade in the morning.


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