You can't believe it worked. You're no one at school. Sure, you play volleyball, so you have some muscle, and you do your hair and take care of your clothes and everything, so probably no one would say that you're unattractive, but... also no one really talks to you. And you've tried things with girls but they don't really work out, so here you are, at eighteen, last year of high school, and never had a girlfriend.
So. You devise a plan. Because it's not actually true that no one talks to you. They do. It's just that the only thing they ever talk to you about is help with their homework. Math, mostly. Including Amanda, the hottest girl at the school. She's on the swim team, has a great body - yes, you go to their competitions, of course, who wouldn't if it meant seeing Amanda in a bikini -, and also she is the coolest girl ever, everyone is just oozing to be in her company. But she's not good at math. And you are. So, last time she came to you to copy your homework, you said yes, obviously, but with one condition. She had to invite you to her gang sleepover next month. And she said no, of course, but then the next day, still rolling her eyes, she changed her mind.
So now you're here. With Amanda, her gang, and you, at her house, for a night of sleepover. And... well, anything could happen.
So who else is here? Well, Amanda, obviously. She's white, 5'6", lean, but also she's got some curves, especially around the bottom area. You'd guess her boobs to be a C cup. She's a blonde, with hair reaching to her mid back. She's definitely the leader of the group, but not in a "mean girl" type of way; but she's really forward, and will just say it to your eyes if she has a problem. Her style is very sportsy, with leggings, bralettes, crop tops and tank tops often making an appearance, enough that by now you know her favourite bra colors by heart.
Then there's Stella. She's a shorter Black girl, with an afro, freckles, and glasses. She's a bit chubby, which comes paired with a huge bust, that's a wonder to look at when she's wearing anything with a cleavage. She's the shyest of the group, and also has really sweet laughter. You used to go to chess club together, but you dropped out eventually, since there weren't enough girls. There's also rumors of her being a lesbian, but you don't know if that's true. She's usually wearing a pair of jeans with some sneakers, and an unbuttoned flannel shirt with a white or black T-shirt or tank top underneath.
Mina at 6'3" is taller than you. She's Asian, quite thin, including her chest. She has shoulder-length black hair. She loves skirts and dresses, which you don't mind at all, since she's got a great pair of legs. She's on the girls' basketball team, and from what you hear, she's quite good at it. She's also the biggest partier of the group, who always knows what clubs to go to, and where to get the booze. She's also really friendly, and she's the only one of the girls that you've actually had conversations with. You know she has a tattoo under her boob, but you didn't manage to get her to show you.
Lastly, there's Leela. She's an Indian girl, around the same height as Amanda, but less lean, including in the chest area. She has a pixie cut, currently dyed dark red. She likes to wear slightly risqué clothes, like fishnet tops or booty shorts. According to rumor, she also has the highest body count. Not including you, unfortunately, but including Damien, the lead football player, and also, at least according to some people, Stella. You did make out with her at a party once, but unfortunately it didn't go any further.
So, here you are, at a sleepover with them. And not just a sleepover; you're playing truth or dare.
"Here's the rules," Amanda says. "You can't play two truths in a row. If you refuse a truth, you have to take off an item of clothing. If you refuse a dare, you have to take off an item of clothing, and have to do a truth. If someone refuses a truth or a dare, they can turn it back on you, and if you also refuse it, you have to do the punishment, but they don't."
"Huh?"
"If you dare me to run around the house in my underwear, and I refuse, I'd now have to do a truth, and take off something. But if I say I dare you to do it back, then you have to do it, because if you don't, then I don't have to do anything, but you have to do a truth and take something off."
"Okay."
"Okay, so everything's clear. We draw lots on who starts."
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