A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week3/Job/Drape/Drop/Devin
Sally decided to go beg her brother if she could borrow his shirt. It was the only thing immediately available to her that she hadn't ruined, and more importantly she needed to get out of the front yard!
Abandoning her discarded clothes, Sally skittered around the house on the tips of her toes, her heart racing. She found her brother in the backyard tying a filled garbage bag next to the now silent mower, the lawn around him well trimmed. She stopped upon seeing him. Slowly she crept forward, convinced that countless eyes were already on her, even before Devin looked up a single time. But he was forced to do a double take when he saw his sister slinking toward him without a stitch of clothing on.
"Sally?!" He, too, glanced around, worried he shouted too loud. "What are you doing?" His sister still advanced cautiously, coming to a stop a few meters away where Devin had a very good view of her. She draped her hands as casually as she could in front of her privates and crossed one foot over the other, trying to appear calm.
"Can I borrow your shirt?" she asked, as if asking for a pencil.
Devin shook his head incredulously. "What are you talking about? Where's yours?"
"I can't... remember where I put it," she admitted, looking over to the fence, half expecting it to be magically hanging there.
"Okaaay. And what happened to the rest of your clothes?"
"I... nothing," she lied, unable to admit to sabotaging herself so utterly. "I just need to borrow your shirt, that's all."
Devin crossed his arms and smirked, eyeing his sister up and down. "This is a heck of a time to experiment with nudism, sis."
"I'm nooot!" she whined with a frown, taking a step closer. Her forearms crossed each other as her shoulders pressed inward, squeezing her undeveloped chest between her arms, the sheepish girl anxiously squirming her way through her predicament. "I just need a favor, okay?"
"Yeah, you need help alright," he ribbed. "Are you trying to let the whole town see you naked?"
The thought made her heart skip a beat, her eyes widening. She paused, wondering if she did want that, then quickly shook her head no. But in the relative safety of the backyard, Devin was far more amused than his sister. He couldn't pass up making her squirm some more.
"Y'know, it really is a shame you lost your shirt. I was just thinking about putting mine back on."
Sally moved closer, her hand outstretched. "Just give it!"
"Maybe we could dig into this bag, try to make you a grass skirt."
"Devin! Someone's going to see me!"
"Like, I know you blew out your butt, but why'd yo-"
"What!?" exclaimed Sally. "You saw that?! Why didn't you say anything?"
"I dunno. It was kinda funny I guess."
"Some boys saw me on their bikes y'know!"
Devin raised an eyebrow. "Naked?"
"No! With my pants all... busted. But if you woulda told me...!"
Sally stepped forward and took a playful swing at her brother. He stepped aside chuckling, putting the mower between the two of them.
"How is it my fault your butt's so big that it split your pants?"
"Devin! My butt's not big!"
"It's huge," he teased. "It's amazing you made it out of the house without ripping your shorts!"
"Arrgh!"
Sally ran around the mower, chasing after her brother, but it didn't take much for him to stay ahead of her. Throwing any attempt to cover herself aside, Sally grabbed the handlebars as she ran past the back of the mower and pushed it forward as hard as she could. She almost took out her brother's ankles but he leaped away in time.
"Okay, okay, here."
Devin relented, before Sally managed to get herself too worked up. He walked up to her with his hands raised, then slipped his shirt out of his belt loop. She snatched it from his hands and turned away from him with a sharp glare, fishing for the opening. He openly stared at his sister's admittedly cute backside while she fought with his shirt, wondering how she managed to put herself in such a state so quickly. "If you don't want to tell me what's going on, I won't ask. Just try not to do anything to my shirt, would you?"
Sally popped the wife beater over her head then slipped her arms through. Feeling the soft thin fabric run its way down her back and over her bare bottom gave her a shiver and she sighed contentedly.
"Thanks," she said softly, after turning back to her sibling and nodding.
"Don't mention it." He then paused. "Seriously. Don't mention this to mom or anything."
"Obviously," she huffed, dreading the notion that mom might somehow find out.
Devin picked up the garbage bag of clippings and pushed the mower one handed out of the back yard. Sally followed close behind him, breathing huge sighs of relief to not be naked.
Her brother's shirt was a godsend. It was like she was wearing a thin airy dress. A short dress, shorter than she'd been hoping for anyway, Sally lucky if the undershirt reached even a few inches down her thighs. But she felt safe now that she was covered again.
Devin walked the mower out onto the front lawn then brought the garbage bag to the curb. Sally's attention meanwhile was immediately drawn to her shame. Her brown-stained panties were still laid out on the walkway for all to see.
Racing to the flower bed, Sally removed her panties from the pavement then hid them behind her back. She wasn't sure what to do with them now. There was still no way she could wear them, and she didn't want to try to explain to her brother that the big brown stain totally, definitely, was not poop.
But when Sally moved up to the front step to gather the rest of the evidence, she couldn't find her shorts anywhere. She turned left and right, peering across the flower bed and around the post of a mailbox. Had her shorts ran away with her shirt?
"Hey, Sally..."
Not about to get caught holding her brown-soiled panties in her hand, Sally frantically shoved her undergarment into the old lady's mailbox then turned around wearing an uneasy smile.
"You want to try mowing the front yard?" Devin offered graciously, perhaps feeling sorry about antagonizing her a moment ago.
Sally took her brother up on his offer and pushed the beastly mower back and forth across the front yard. But as she did so she felt her Sally-sense growing, a sensation she rarely paid any attention to. Something was off, but she couldn't tell what. At first it felt like a tickle, then an itch, like something was flitting over her backside. It wasn't until she finished several passes across the yard that she realized what was happening.
Leaning forward with her arms outstretched to push the heavy mower through the grass, Sally's lengthened form had caused the hem of Devin's shirt to rise past the bottom edge of her bum. She had been flashing half of her butt to the whole neighborhood! She tried to merely adjust herself and keep going but could feel the edge quickly slip up her backside as she pressed forward.
She looked over at her brother, wondering if he'd noticed. He had been busy cleaning out debris from behind bushes, not to mention the mess she left in front of the flower bed, so he was at least preoccupied. She couldn't tell if he had already noticed and was just waiting to razz her, just like with her shorts, but she was going to try her hardest to not let him find out, lest she give him something new to tease her about.
Finding herself in a new predicament, Sally attempted stop-and-go mowing. She would stop briefly to tug down on her shirt to restore her modesty, then go again only for the shirt to rise and tease the complete exposure of her bum. She felt her heart quicken and butterflies flutter within her as she kept pushing forward and pulling down, glancing over at her brother as well as up and down the street. Even in the heat of the sun she was getting goosebumps. The last few passes she nearly ran across the yard, her shirt rising ever higher as her bum flexed and her hips swung from her pumping legs, the bottom bouncing up as high as her waist.
Sally had just barely finished with the lawn, sweat beading on her skin as she hurriedly stretched her shirt down with both hands, when the old lady came out to chat.
"How are you coming along, Devin?"
"Uhh... I think we're pretty much done," he noted, gesturing to Sally as if he was solely waiting on her.
"Oh! So quickly! I am so thankful for your help young man." The old lady squinted, shielding her eyes from the sun as she inspected Sally, who was perfectly fine to remain standing at the far corner of the yard, as impolite as that may be. "I didn't realize you brought a friend with you!"
"My sister, actually. Sally."
Sally smiled and waved, actively holding one side of her shirt down just in case.
"Oh, how wonderful! Well why don't you two come inside and out of the sun for a while? I have some refreshing lemonade for you!"
Devin turned and called to Sally. "What do you think sis? Want to go in and relax for a minute?"
Sally wasn't so sure about that, the relaxing part that is. The old lady seemed nice enough, but Sally didn't want anyone to know what a sad state she had gotten herself in. It was bad enough that Devin knew. But if she bent the wrong way or got too close to someone she could easily reveal her plight. Maybe it was best that they move on to Devin's next job and get back home as soon as possible. Although lemonade did sound nice...