Sorry i'm not good in poker terminology. So it'll be kinda a bland game.
Part 7: Strip again
So the group switched clothes back to one another and began to get dressed again. Nick kept on his spiderman underwear, Davis with his jockstrap and they uncuffed Alex so he could get dressed. The girls switched their underwear back to one another. Nicole decided to keep on the clothes she took from Nick's room while Jenna was still in Nick's boxer-briefs.
The rules were simple, they played as if there were two people playing but three people strip. Each player was allowed 4 articles of clothing. For guys they wore two shirts to make up for the girls having bras.
"So lets do this." Nick said, his team ready. The cards of the first round were dealt. In each round they had to bet at least one article of clothing. There was practically no backing out even if you were dealt a hand with nothing good. To make things interesting every time a team loss they had to do a group dare. The boys won the first hand, the girls taking off their shirts, or in Nicole's case a sweatshirt.
"Ok, so your dare is to hump each other!" Davis spoke up, it was a bland dare but the girls got into it, joking around like good friends. The next hands were dealt and the guys lost. They took off their first shirt and the girls decided that they also had to hump each other. It was funnier to see guys doing it to each other of course.
The next round started again, and the boys luck had run out again. This time they had to take off their second shirt. All of them were now topless and worried about the rest of the game.
"Ok, lick each other's chests." said Nicole and the boys did. Alex doing Nick, Nick to Davis and Davis to Alex. All of them felt weird about it but they had to do it. The next round continued, cards being dealt and the girls lost. They decided to drop their pants for the boys once again.
"Give each other atomic wedgies." Alex decided, he wasn't very creative. But it proved to be a great dare, the guys admiring the imprints of vaginas in the girl's underwear. They got back into the game, wedgies still in place. The game turned against the boys once again, losing to the girls. They dropped their pants as well. Alex to his boxers, Davis to a jockstrap and Nick down to his brother's Spiderman undies.
"If you back out now we might give you back some of the pictures." Jenna offered, trying to be nice.
"It's all or nothing, what's the dare?" Nick asked
"You guys have to play the last round outside." The boys trooped outside and were given their cards. The girls stayed inside. One more loss an the boys were naked and at the girl's mercy. The cards were shown to the two groups.
The boys lost again. Their last chance crushed. The girls cheered as the boys stripped outside, throwing their underwear into the girls.
"Now come back inside and listen to our rules," said Nicole, and the boys did. "It's 11:50, we're going to go back to Jenna's house. When your mom comes down just be in your sleeping bags and tell her we already left. At 12:15 come outside and meet us. We'll leave notes in your sleeping bags telling each of you what to bring."
The girls went aside and wrote on three sheets of paper, placing each one in a sleeping bag. Then both groups got dressed and departed. A few minutes later Nick's mom appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
"Where are the girls?" She asked.
"Oh they already left mom." Nick said, acting as if nothing happened.
"Ok, well don't stay up too late," and with that she left the room. The boys were left alone to ponder their fate. Each one drew their piece of paper to figure out what they had to bring.
Nick: Change into your brother's superman underwear and wear only that. Bring with you: A towel, spiderman underwear, your cellphone and chocolate syrup. Love; Nicole
Alex: Wear nothing outside. Take Davis' bag of clothes and toiletries with you, don't let him stop you. Also bring an electric razor. Sincerely; Colette
Davis: Take Alex's boxers and wear them outside. He's going to take your bag of clothes and let him. Bring with you some scissors, a shirt and the jock-strap. Best of Luck; Jenna
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