A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Bath/Mother/Bluff/DoIt/Dad

It was then that the back door in the kitchen opened and Sally's father, Ryan, came in. Sally was surprised. She had assumed he's gone off on some errand or to catch up with friends at one of the local hangouts, both of which he did often on Saturdays, but in fact he had only been doing a little work in the shed after breakfast. Normally she'd be happy to see her father, but given the current situation his return could only make things more awkward.

Speaking of awkward, Ryan looked around the room and could immediately tell something was up. Everything looked normal enough from his vantage point, but he could feel the tension in the air. Usually he'd get a happy "Hi dad!" from his daughter, at least a nod from his son, and maybe a question about his latest project from his wife, but they all looked like they were waiting for him to do something. So, man of action that he was, he simply asked, "What's what's gotten into you all?"

Ava spoke first. "Oh Ryan, I don't know what to do. Our daughter just did the strangest thing."

"Oh really? Must have been bad, you all look like someone died.", he responded.

"Oh, it wasn't really it was... it's just so...", Ava stammered.

Devin decided to come to her rescue and, hopefully, get the world's most awkward breakfast over with. He began recounting the morning's events, from his perspective anyway. Ryan, listened, trying to resist grinning at the pure silliness of it, and Sally nervously twisted the hem of her not-remotely-decent "nightgown" under the table. Ava remained silent, though she nodded along with what her son said. When the story was finished, Ryan had a pretty good idea what was going on, well part of it at least. He didn't know why his daughter came to breakfast like that in the first place, perhaps it was just an accident. She was her mother's daughter after all. But as for her escalating insistence that it was perfectly normal, that was clearly a power-struggle with her mother. One that Sally had apparently won in the most outlandish manner.

Ave was a good mother, but having become a parent so young, younger even than him, she lacked confidence. She was excellent at managing the day-to-day business of the household, but when something new came up, she always deferred to Ryan. Whether it was Devin's need for a computer or Sally's first sleepover, the answer was always "ask your dad". And if either of her kids decided to exploit this, she was in trouble. They were good kids for the most part, but Sally had a mischievous streak and this wasn't the first time she left her mother completely flustered.

"I see.", said Ryan. He turned to his daughter. "So what have you got to say for yourself, Sally?"

Sally was beginning to crack. She couldn't have put her thoughts in so many words, but she knew it was easy to wind her mother up, while her father was another matter. Though her lack of confidence showed in her voice, she still stuck to her story. "I just got tired of that old shirt I usually wear to bed, and then I came down to breakfast like normal. What's the big deal?"

"Alright then, I guess you better let me have a look too.", he said.

Sally didn't move.

Ryan basically thought the whole thing was funny, but he had to maintain his parental role, so he came up behind Sally lifted her right out of her chair. This presented her genitals to her mother once again, the two both looked away in mutual embarrassment, while Ryan got a great view of her butt, and told her so. "I can see your whole butt."

Sally tried to protest, "So? I'm sure you've seen it lots of—", but Ryan cut her off.

"You know what butts are good for? Spanking.", and as quick as that, he flipped her around into a one-armed hug and gave her five quick strokes on the backside with his other hand. He didn't really intend for it to hurt. They were nothing more than enthusiastic pats on the back, but what it certainly did do was embarrass her. She'd gotten spankings from her father before, but not for a while, never as far as she could remember on her bare butt, and certainly not with said butt held aloft over the breakfast table. Her face reddened far more than her backside.

Satisfied, Ryan set her back on her chair, now standing and facing him. "That was for teasing your mother.", he said.

Sally looked at him with tears in her eyes, not even bothering to cover her privates, and finally apologized. "I'm sorry, dad..." and after processing what he'd just said added "and mom too."

But Ryan had one more detail to wrap up. "But as for your attire this morning, I don't think it's a problem.", he said.

No one at the table was expecting that, Sally least of all. He had two reasons for it though. One, he actually thought what she did was hilarious, and couldn't resist teasing Ava himself sometimes. Two, he figured the best punishment was her self-inflicted embarrassment, and he saw no reason to cut that short if she was stubborn enough to continue. He turned to Devin. "How about you, son, does it bother you if your sister wants to dress like this?", he asked.

Sally, still standing on her chair, also turned to her brother. He was shamelessly looking her up and down, and she really wanted to cover up, or just bolt from the room, but wait, she'd won? She wasn't sure if she wanted to win anymore, but indecision won out and her hands stayed at her sides.

Devin was slightly nervous to repeat his endorsement of the style to his father, but hadn't he just said the same thing? Still, didn't want to look like a perv and tried to put it delicately. "No, I actually think it's kind of cute. It reminds me of when she was little.", he said. It was certainly true that she'd spent quite a bit of time in various stages of undress in the first half of her life, only having completely (they thought) outgrown the habit of losing her clothes around 6 or 7.

"So it's settled, then.", Ryan said. "From now on you can sleep in your own shirts, and you'll look much nicer when you wear them around the house."

What happened next?

• Sally, without another word, ran from the room. (regret path)
• Sally thanked her father and excused herself. (stubborn path)