A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Bath/Window/Park/Playground/Top/Parley/Clothes
"Duh, I need clothes.", said Sally, covering herself with her hands once more. She was blushing, but determined to get some good out of this.
The three brothers looked at each other. None of them had much in the way of clothes to spare. Matthew had a jacket that might be long enough to do her some good, but it was a nice one and he wasn't about to part with it. He looked at his youngest brother. "Hey, you've got undies on, don't you?", he asked.
"Uh, yeah, why?", said Sam.
"'Cause you're small enough they just might fit her. And you'd still have your shorts, so it's not a big deal.", Matthew explained.
"Oh, yeah, I guess so...", said Sam, uncertainly. But he realized two things. He might keep his shorts, but in order to actually give her the underwear he'd have to make himself as naked as her, if only temporarily. And also, he had a stiffie. It was his turn to feel embarrassed now, and he started trying to talk his way out of it. "Wait", he said, "if I take my shorts and underwear off, she'd see my junk too. That would make us even. So if I'm gonna give her my underwear, she'd have to do something more."
Mark enthusiastically agreed with this logic. He had some ideas!
But before he could share them, Sam spoke up again. He wanted to suggest something really outrageous so she'd refuse and let him off the hook. But he was 12, and his imagination about such things was somewhat limited. "I want to watch you pee!", he declared.
Fair warning, if that's a big turnoff, go back or skip to the end.
That wasn't what Mark had in mind, but it was a pretty good idea, he thought. Matthew sighed, but he figured it could have been worse. And although he was more experienced than his brothers, he couldn't say he'd ever watched a girl pee before, so he was intrigued in spite of himself.
"Y-you want to watch me pee?!", stammered Sally.
"Yeah.", said Sam, not sounding particularly sure of himself.
"And then you'll give me your underwear?", asked Sally, wanting to be certain of the terms.
"Damn right he will, even if I have to pants him myself!", said Mark.
Sally wasn't sure she could do it, but she desperately wanted out of this situation. "H-how?", she asked.
Mark, who had taken over negotiations, thought for a moment. "Just right there, you can pee standing up like a boy.", he said.
Could she? Sally wasn't actually sure. She couldn't believe she was really considering it, but suddenly a part of her wanted to try.
"Come on, pee for us!", said mark. His bravado had slipped though, and it came out sounding more like a kid begging for ice cream.
Sally bit her lip and thought for a moment more. "Okay.", she said at last. She wasn't really sure how this would work, but she got up as close to the edge of the platform as she could, instinctively adopted a wider stance, and finally put her hands on the railing, exposing herself again. She felt that same excitement as before, egging her on.
At first nothing happened. Ironically, Sally felt even more embarrassed at the possibility she might not be able to do it. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine she was alone in the woods. And finally she felt it start. She opened her eyes again and almost couldn't believe it. There she was, standing in public, watching her stream fall to the sand below. The boys were all watching too, of course, looking back at her with grins on their faces. She felt a strange mix of shame and pride.
When her bladder was emptied, she hopped down facing Sam. "There, I did it.", she declared.
"Come on, Luke, give her your panties.", teased Mark.
Sam knew this part was coming, and as much as he'd enjoyed the show he wasn't thrilled. But after his brother's earlier threat he wasn't going to back out. He quickly pulled his shorts and underwear down at once to get it over with. His erection sprang into view. Predictably, Mark laughed. Sally wasn't completely innocent either. Girls talk at recess too after all, so she had a pretty good idea what an erection meant. Of course that only made her blush even more.
Sam fumbled to separate his shorts and underwear, blushing just as badly. Finally his shorts were back where they belonged (if noticeably tented) and he was handing over the underwear, which Sally wasted no time putting on. They were tighty whities, and plenty elastic to fit her. Though they were very obviously boys' underwear, she hoped from a distance they could pass for any white shorts, and it was certainly better than being half naked anyway.
Matthew kicked some dry sand over the wet. "Alright guys, that was fun, but I don't think we better stick around." He and the next oldest brother started to walk away, but Sam lingered. He looked like he wanted to say something, and then once his brothers were out of earshot, did so. "I uhh, wondered if maybe I should walk you home."
Did she accept?