Family Ties/Jessica Heather anything aggressive shy Timmy
After mulling over the possibilities in your head you blurt out a name.
"Umm... Timmy?"
Your twin brother seems like the least embarrassing option. It's only been a year or two since you two stopped having baths together, so it's not like you have anything he hasn't seen. Besides, he should be a good sport about this. At least you hope he is.
"Fine. Come."
Heather leads you down the hall a short distance to Timmy's room. Shuffling forward makes your wedgie brush back and forth along the inside of your cunny. It's not unpleasant really, but it is weird. Your sister doesn't bother knocking, barging straight into Tim's room without warning. Luckily for him, Timmy is just laying on his bed with his iPod passing the time.
"Oh, hi sisters!" he welcomes you warmly. But he sits up once he gets a look at you. "Woah! Where are your pants?"
"She lost a wedgie war," Heather explains, "and now she needs a punishment."
You nervously pull on the hem of your t-shirt after hearing this. Why couldn't you just show off your shame and then leave? Heather really is trying to find your limits.
"Hahah!" Timmy jumps off the bed, chuckling to himself as he approaches you. He looks you up and down, but his eyes linger on your panties. "Sis, you look hilarious! What's your punishment?"
You glance at Heather, but she stays silent. Apparently you need to come up with something...