A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/PJs/Thong-Movie
Sally wasn't sure why they were arguing. Both options seemed inappropriate to her. Elly's apparent confidence to wear these things was as confusing as it was alluring. Sally couldn't imagine wearing so little! Both outfits were pretty scandalous, but it had been honesty that kept Sally stubborn in her choice; she thought the sheer nightie was prettier. But sticking to that wasn't worth letting anyone get upset and she really just wanted to watch a movie.
"Okay." Sally shrugged. "I want to change my vote. Wear the first one."
Elly was elated there was a decision but she didn't act that way. She gasped with horror at such a distressing proposal. "No way! You're gonna make me walk around all night in underwear!?"
"I bet Sally doesn't mind at all."
The girls broke into giggles at this, taking a moment to ogle the one guest who had been casually standing naked for several minutes. But it was true. Sally didn't mind at all what Elly wore, so she merely smiled.
The truly scandalous part of this whole performance was that Elly would come up with a scenario for her guests to 'force' her to wear something revealing. Chelsea helped her think up the idea, but Elly still had to go through with it. Itt was almost ruined by a split vote, and nearly overshadowed by Sally nonchalantly revealing even more. Elly didn't want to come off that slutty, but she was more than willing to wear next to nothing if she could pass it off as part of a game.
After asking for Sally's help, Elly handed the two outfits over to her. This was partially to bring the distraction in the room closer to get more attention by proxy, and also to make the nude girl stand for even longer in the buff. But in Sally's mind she wasn't naked, she was merely in the middle of changing, an activity Elly was now joining her in.
Elly made sure to face away from everyone while removing her bottoms, mindful of her modesty, instructing Sally to pass the panties over when she was ready. To deal with her top however, Elly dared herself to face the room. She and Chelsea were the only endowed tweens there (not 'well' endowed, but not flat) and it seemed she wanted to make that clear. So she pulled on her anemic unpadded bralette with vocal consternation, mixing "I can't believe you're making me do this" with "you all wanted me to get my boobs out, didn't you?"
Sally had a front row seat to Elly's faux embarrassment, but she had to admit she was a little jealous of her friend's development. She tried her best not to stare, not realizing she wasn't the only party guest struggling with staring at that moment. But focusing on Elly's features led her to look down at her own body, to contemplate what her boobs might look like one day... which was when she noticed she was naked.
A chill ran down Sally's spine, one that wrapped all the way underneath her before shooting up into her pussy as her ears began to burn with shame. She glanced around the room in a quiet panic, realizing that she was standing there completely naked!
In some attempt to cover herself, she held the lace nightie up against her chest which only made trying to hand it back to Elly more awkward. As soon as Sally was freed up from being a nude clothes rack, she hunched forward, brought her hands under her chin, and walked swiftly across the room and around Elly's bed to get to her overnight bag, trying her best to pretend (albeit poorly) that she was naked on purpose. Lucky for Sally's nerves, the other girls were in their own varying states of undress by then and didn't notice Sally's internal distress.
Silvia had intended on changing in the bathroom since she refused to sleep in anything that could mark her delicate skin, pantie lines included. But she didn't dare risk being ridiculed for changing somewhere else, let alone be showed up by someone like Sally, so Silvia chose instead to face one corner of the room and slip into her cute cotton shorts while pretending she was alone. Chelsea eventually slipped her satin PJ set over top of her normal under garments after playing with her bra for a while, wanting her naturally perky boobs to look their perkiest until bed. Meanwhile Traci's nightie was both open and long enough that she changed out of her other clothes while she was wearing it, keeping her arms inside and slipping off her top right through the wide neck of her PJs before pushing down her shorts.
Sally was impressed by that technique, but the thought sidetracked her only briefly. A welcome sigh of relief was released once Sally popped her head into her shirt and pulled her roomy top past her bum and down to her thighs. Thankfully it didn't seem like anyone had noticed! She wasn't sure how she managed to do that to herself, but she was glad it was brief.
The gossip and giggling continued until the underdressed birthday girl led everyone into the hallway. Elly comically covered her mostly visible butt cheeks and pranced around on her tiptoes making a big deal about her outfit. The others took in her naughtiness with good humor, but the riskiness of it quickly wore off when they didn't bump into anyone on their short trot across the house.
The plan had always been to watch movies until bedtime (not that they were given one) and it took no time for the girls to pile into the living room with a twitter of activity. Tossing around pillows and hauling in snacks and rotating through seating options, the birthday party took quite some time to get settled.
However, even after the movie started playing, it didn't seem like anyone was interested in watching it. Elly sat proudly on the edge of the couch in her skimpy undies and gossiped up a storm with Silvia while Chelsea and Traci were too busy cracking jokes and sharing personal stories to follow the plot of the movie. This left Sally as the only one struggling to hear what the people on screen were saying.
Frustrated by the chatter, Sally slid off the couch onto her hands and knees and crawled towards the TV. After a short shuffle she planted her elbows down and kicked her legs out behind her, flopping onto her stomach and propping her chin up with her hands as she frequently did at home. This put her just far enough away from the noise to be able to pay attention to the movie.
Something Sally failed to pay attention to was just how short her shirt tended to get in this position, laying prone, shoulders forward. At home it certainly didn't matter and no family member had ever pointed it out, but her innocent series of actions had a penchant for bringing the hem of her sleep shirt to the edge of her bum, and sometimes higher.
Today was just slightly worse than that, the lowest part of her butt crack peeking out under the bottom of her shirt and displaying - at the very least - that she wasn't wearing panties. The girls already knew this, having watched Sally strip fully nude before donning her nighttime apparel, but it was an amusing fact to be reminded of.
Chelsea was the first to notice, chuckling but keeping it to herself. It wasn't long before the rest of the party picked up on the fact that Sally's bum was peeking out at them, and the girls became giddier when they silently realized all of them had noticed... except for Sally.
"Hey Sally, you're cracking us up!" poked Silvia, one of many humorous attempts made to inform Sally. But Sally just glanced back at the couch sheepishly as the girls merely giggled in her direction.
"Um... sorry? I'll... stop, I guess?"
After some more whispering and joking, Chelsea snuck along the floor and carefully lifted the hem of Sally's shirt up to fully expose her bum to the other girls. This brought plenty more snickering but when Elly's dad suddenly popped around the corner Chelsea was quick to cover Sally up and move back to her seat.
Mr Potts didn't stay long. He was only there to pass out some 'special' drinks Elly had requested with Vivian's help. He did notice his daughter's attire, sarcastically commenting, "Nice PJs," while Viv snapped a stealthy picture that turned out not so stealthy when her flash went off. After that brief commotion, some sort of "hard" lemonade was placed on the floor in front of Sally. It had a really strong taste that made her mouth pucker and her throat burn, but it was better than nothing. She had to drink something with her popcorn.
A few minutes later Elly's brother Billy came by with Rick to complain that the girls were hogging the TV. The boys were really just there to harass them, but the girls didn't mind. The other girls that is. Sally was still trying to watch the movie.
Billy made a big deal about his sister sitting in her underwear. That was precisely what Elly had wanted - attention - even though she defended herself by claiming, "It was a dare, okay?!" After warning Rick not to look at his sister like that, and Traci accusing Billy of being the one staring, Chelsea captured the boys' attention by flipping up her camisole and flashing her bra for a fleeting second, strictly in support of her friend of course. That only encouraged them. Rick claimed Chelsea was too fast and Billy complained that he didn't get to see at all, so Chelsea stood up and flashed her bra "properly" at which point a mischievous Traci pantsed the brave blondie, making her momentarily match the birthday girl.
Through all this rowdiness, Sally did her best to tune out the room and focus on the movie. She agreed it was all a little funny, but she wasn't especially interested in boys and didn't know why anyone would want to show their underwear to them. So, being the good girl she was, she tried to avoid all that. Unfortunately for Sally, someone took notice.
Silvia saucily told the boys to sit and watch the "show" then whispered with Chelsea. The flasher giggled as she snuck along the floor again and flipped Sally's shirt, this time pulling it halfway up the unsuspecting girl's back. The boys managed to behave themselves for a moment, sitting on the couch obediently so they could stare down Sally's pert, young, flawless bum cheeks. Stifled laughter rippled through the other girls, their fellow partygoer totally unaware that her cute and compact backside was on full display. She noticed the mood of the room had changed, but her attention was fixed forward, slowly kicking her feet in the air behind her.
"Hey Sally, could you, uh, move your feet? They're in the way of the TV."
"Oh! Okay, sure Rick." Sally felt bad she was in the way but happy to oblige if others were now watching. That must have been what the girls were going on about before, that her feet were blocking their view. No wonder they hadn't been paying attention!
Rick had been hoping Sally would drop her legs so her feet wouldn't obstruct their view of her butt, but he got something even better. Instead of dropping her feet to the floor, Sally spread her knees apart creating a window between her shins that framed her entire underside as she flashed her bald slit to the room along with her ass.
There were plenty of shushes and choked back laughter from boys and girls alike, but then the boys got too carried away. They began to pester Sally in the hope she would notice that she was flashing them and freak out. The girls tried to get them to stop, not wanting Sally to be that embarrassed, especially since they were responsible. Sally just sighed and shook her head. Some dumb boys sure weren't going to break her focus. Did nobody here want to watch the movie?
Sally gleefully ignored whatever was going on back there, happily kicking her legs and lightly flexing each of her little bum cheeks in turn. As the boys got worse, the girls felt bad. Billy tried to dare Rick to spank her. Rick pretended to lean forward and sniff between her legs. Then Billy took out his phone and tried recording a story featuring the oblivious, spread eagle, tween. That was too much for the girls though, with Traci getting in his way and Chelsea flipping Sally's shirt back down to cover her up. The problem with that was Sally's pussy was still exposed, her shirt unwilling to dip between her thighs far enough to restore all of her modesty, and Billy reached left and right to get around Traci for a clear shot of real raw vagina.
The girls had been just as amused by Sally's exposure as the boys when this all started, but with how quickly those two turned obnoxious, Elly had become fed up with her brother.
"Mooom! Billy's being an asshole!"
"Billy, leave the girls alone," came a shout from the other side of the house, convincing Billy to hastily put his phone away.
"We weren't even doing anything!"
"Billy," their mom answered back tersely.
"Okay, fine. You're all losers anyway. Enjoy your pussy party."
For a short time, the girls watched the movie in peace, but with an air of tension, all of them willfully ignoring Sally's privates which were still pointing back at them. Elly couldn't take it forever though. She eventually got up, marched up behind her... and flicked Sally's shirt up her back. During the short march back to the couch, she said, "There. That's better."
A little less than one minute was how long it took for Sally's flashing to become funny again, all of the girls trying really hard to not stare or laugh. They were a little tipsy from their drinks, but while Elly had also been emboldened by that, her reason for exposing Sally again was also due to curiosity.
Sally had started rolling her knees from side to side, bringing her heels together and apart in the air. This meant she was unintentionally winking her ass, her bum cheeks separating and closing through the apex of the swooping arch her feet made. When Elly blurted out, "It's winking at me," was when the girls really lost it, and it took all of their willpower to keep their laughs and snorts to a reasonable level.
It turned out that the girls weren't above laughing at their friend, or having fun at her expense, they just preferred it be on their terms. As the minutes ticked by and they continued to sip on alcohol, the middle school troupe started thinking of even funnier things to try.