Offline/Explain what they're really missing

You shrug, trying to look unimpressed. "I dunno. I think you're missing something."

"Really? What is it?"

You shrug again, but know exactly what they need, or at least what their audience needs. "I dunno. I mean... it was all kinda childish. Anyone can dance, but most people don't dance like... that. You need to be more adult. You need to be daring and confident, especially to get really famous. Like, 'guys want to be with you, girls want to be you', kinda fame."

"Okay, but how do we do that?"

"Honestly? I think you both need to be sexier."

Asha scrunches her face, almost incredulous. "Sexier?"

"I'm just saying. Sex sells, right? The sexier you are, the more attention you get. Remember that one child star who did TV and music and stuff? She probably would've become old news if she kept doing all that kid stuff forever, but instead she used sex to change her image. She did racy music videos, concerts, photo shoots, and she stayed super famous." Maybe for all the wrong reasons, but the truth is there somewhere. You're mostly regurgitating part of a documentary you watched with mom. Given the subject matter it wasn't hard for the doc to keep your attention, which frankly just proves your point.

Asha seems a little unsure, but Emma is almost taking notes.

"Huh... Okay, so what should we do?"

"Y'know... look naughty, confident, touch your body more, be a tease... just get creative, have fun with it. And you can always show more skin."

"More skin?" repeats Asha.

"Yeah, you know, 'less clothing'. Skin is sexy. You can't ever be under-dressed as a dancer."

Emma huddles close with Asha and they begin to pick through your ideas. Asha tries a few hair flips and Em adds some duck lips, both of them trying to think up the sexiest things they can from their poor understanding of what's sexy thanks to their mostly innocent childhoods thus far. They slowly rework their routines standing and sitting over and over to practice and brainstorm, seemingly trying to keep the details secret from you, again oblivious to the fact that you're 3 feet away. They test out hugging and grabbing themselves and then each other, wiggling their chests and their butts (which they both giggle over) and trying to incorporate all of the more 'adult' moves they can remember from the music videos they've seen.

Your sister is the one to seriously think about showing skin. She goes on and on, talking up how important that part is, and finally just reaches out and lifts Asha's tank top. They fight over that for a minute but your cousin relents and the bottom half of her top gets folded up over the top half to expose Asha's stomach. Asha then reciprocates by pulling a strap off of Emma's shoulder. Your sis just smiles, stands up, and starts to take off the other strap but Asha talks her into keeping it on, although she hardly even gives a reason. You suspect Asha just doesn't want to have to get naked herself. But your sis agrees and simply slips her one arm free, letting the long strap hang down past her hip. Now your sis is baring even more of her chest, the appearance of one pale little nipple being the most notable consequence from the yanked strap which she tries to turn into a big deal (this from the girl who freely changes in front of you). Her decaled patch also flops forward diagonally which exposes that much more of her upper body including her belly button if she's not standing perfectly straight.

Not to be outdone, Emma gets Asha up and folds down the top of her cousin's shorts. She folds it down one time, then once again. After the third time there are complaints, but a fourth fold brings Asha's puffy slit into view and Emma gets shoved away. They both giggle and argue, Emma insisting it should go lower while Asha haggles for only two folds. They end up compromising on three. That leaves the very top of Asha's pubic mound visible and exposes a thin air gap between her mound and her hip bones, the newly defined hem stretched across her pelvis. It also forces the shorts quite low in the back and Asha keeps pulling up on the hem to keep her bum covered, the stretchy material getting wedgied up between her cheeks in the process and molding itself to her butt.

They spend another hour reworking everything and testing new ideas. Thankfully it's now much more entertaining. Asha starts to really gyrate her hips and swing her butt around all of which looks amazing with every conceivable inch of her midriff fully exposed. She also tries to incorporate some gymnastics into their routine, but with very limited space in the cabin and your sister wearing denim that doesn't really pan out. They settle on some kicks and leg lifts as well as a bit of twerking that Asha can't actually do without laughing but that you pay close attention to given her cheek-splitting shorts.

Your sister is more interested in slower writhing movements. She is constantly touching her body, bending over to drag her hands up her legs, rub down the length of her arms, her bare sides, her chest. She gropes Asha almost as much, massaging Asha's shoulders, fingers dancing across her cousin's revealed stomach and playing with the low hem of her shorts. Emma also plays with her own single shoulder strap constantly, as if it's taking all of her willpower to not slip her arm out of the only thing ensuring her overall shorts stay on her body.

The girls finally perform their revised routine and you agree to provide the closest thing to music that you can, a weak attempt at beatboxing. It's really just two alternating notes that you repeat to help them sing along and keep tempo, but it does add a little extra something to the mood of the room, to help them take it more seriously.

After they complete act one and move along to their second song your sister gets particularly hyper again. She's supposed to stand behind Asha at the beginning and reach around to rub the front of her cousin's body, but she goes two steps further. She ends up crouching down behind her, slipping an arm between Asha's legs, and reaching up to plant a hand on her stomach. Emma then drags that hand down over Asha's pelvis and pussy before pulling away. Your sis happily pops up to her feet and comically rubs her hands all over Asha before slipping them unabashedly under her cousin's shirt. Asha squeals but tries to laugh it off, embarrassed. But Emma ups the ante when she ends by pantsing your cousin right in front of you.

"Em! Quit!" Asha shouts, covering her crotch. But Emma still isn't done. With her target cowering, she pushes Asha's tank top straps down her arms then rolls the folded top down to the girl's waist. Asha squeals again, now all but completely naked, but refusing to take her hands from her privates. Emma hops out from behind Asha cackling triumphantly. That gets a reaction, Asha giving a playful yet vengeful shove. Your sister dramatically crumples to the floor as if she's been shot. She gets up a mere second later, but you can see her shrug off her own shoulder strap as she rises. By the time she's upright her overalls have fallen to her shins and she squeals even more dramatically than her cousin.

"Ha! That's what you get!" Asha shouts and giggles, trying to pull up her top.

"Wait!" All smiles, Emma shuffles closer, grabs Asha's wrist and brings her mouth to Asha's ear. "Let's keep going..." she says, far from a whisper.

Only then do you realize that you've stopped your simple beatbox, too distracted by this welcome turn of events. You quickly restart the simple beat to try to encourage them. The girls stare each other down, trying to feel each other out. Emma begins bobbing to and fro to your beat and tries to continue their song but Asha doesn't join in. Your sis has to shake her cousin and goad her on before they start singing together. But Emms ends up restarting their whole routine, back to the first song. Asha doesn't even seem to notice, likely too distracted by her struggle with modesty.

After a jerky start the two of them fumble about giddily with their pants around their ankles, unable to do most of the moves they had choreographed but loving it anyway. Asha covers herself through most of the song but eventually either forgets how naked she is or commits more to the routine. But somehow they manage to stumble through their first song again without too much difficulty. It's the second song that gets them going even more.

Emma is eager to stand behind Asha just as before and rub her hands over her cousin's mostly naked body. She repeats her improvised performance, slipping an arm between Asha's legs to rub the girl's bare crotch then bouncing up to grope her chest. Asha can hardly even sing while blushing fiery red with embarrassment, which is especially impressive given her tan skin.

Take your dick out and jerk off

Let the girls finish their performance