A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/Games/S&L Unlucky
Sally rallied herself and picked up her dice. She shook it firmly, determined to end her bad luck, but her cursed red cube had other ideas as she once again found herself sliding down to 6.
"How am I still in last?" Sally whined.
"You're not anymore," replied Chelsea with a similar level of frustration. "I just got two snakes in a row!"
Chelsea slid her token down a different snake that put her all the way back to space number 4. That did make Sally feel a little better. Perhaps her luck was improving after all.
"Sooo?" sang Sylvia. "What are you two going to do now?"
Chelsea chewed her lip for a moment, looking down at herself. "I'll take my shirt off if you do," she offered to Sally. The only other option Sally had was her panties, which didn't feel like an option at all.
"Um... okay."
The two girls sat up and peeled off their tops in unison, but Sally still felt like the bigger loser once they were done. Chelsea had on a dainty little bra under her shirt to help support her equally dainty chest. Sally on the other hand had no need of any kind of support but was saddened all the same that she hadn't worn one of her training bras today, not that she normally would have. But despite not having anything worth concealing, she felt more than flustered being the only girl to bear her nipples to the rest of the room.
After setting her top aside, Sally leaned forward and squeezed her elbows together. She told herself that this was the best way to try to cover her flat chest without making it too obvious, braving her exposure as best she could, but it also worked to press her breasts together as if she was trying to create cleavage from nothing. For once the other girls didn't have much to say, the tension in the room simply rising another notch as a few errant giggles escaped. They were all beginning to realize that any of them could find themselves in just a sorry state as Sally with just a few unlucky rolls.
"Wouldn't it be funny if they both got that ladder now?" chuckled Elly once everyone had grabbed their dice.
"I bet Sally will!" replied Sylvia.
In the very next moment Elly's premonition came true which sent her back onto the floor cackling wildly with disbelief. Sally and Chelsea both landed on square 9 sending them rocketing back up the board right behind the rest of the group.
"So that means you two have to kiss, right?" Traci's question was clearly intended to remove herself from Sally's list of choices, but Sylvia chimed in to support her.
"I agree! Chelsea was so jealous of all of Sally's kissing, but now it's her turn!"
"Shut up! I was not!"
Chelsea covered her face, feigning embarrassment, before standing up and taking a few steps away from the table. Sally meanwhile had to be beckoned from her seat, Elly and Sylvia helping her up. Sally suddenly felt so exposed now that she had to stand up wearing nothing but her underwear but the rest of the party gave her little sympathy. They pushed her out into the open with a few laughs and shouts.
Taking charge, since she was older after all, Chelsea stepped forward and placed her hands on Sally's bare waist, Sally drawing a sudden breath as the girl's soft hands slid over her sensitive sides. Sally's hands landed atop Chelsea's forearms, unsure of where else they should go, and her back arched as she stiffened up. She made a guilty glance toward the other girls, worried that the electricity and goosebumps that had just rushed across her skin was somehow plainly visible to the rest of the room.
"I won't bite. Unless you want me to," Chelsea said with a smirk.
Sally snickered for a second until she realized it wasn't really a joke. Chelsea was looking to give her far more than a chaste little peck. She braced herself and closed her eyes as Chelsea moved in closer, when...