A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/SolitarySunday/Mailbox/Dunked
When Sally was crouched over the pool to fill her bucket, Cody mused how perfect it would be to push her into it and started to race around the sprinkler to sneak up on her. He wasn't fast enough to push her straight in, but with Sally moving just to the side of it feeling uncertain of herself, Cody still had his opportunity.
Her classmate shot in from behind, grabbed the sides of her shoulders, and yoinked Sally back to one side. She came off the ground while her flip flops remained right where she had stood, but her bucket stayed in her hands, held in front of her. That only added insult to injury for when her body landed in the small wading pool with an impressive splash, the water in her bucket sloshed out and smacked her in the face, shooting up her nose.
The kids all laughed as Sally sputtered and flailed, unable to sit up right away as the naked girl in the pool maniacally jumped on top of Sally and latched on, cackling like an insane person. Sally wasn't sure if the girl was trying to hug her or hold her down.
"Now we got you!" proclaimed Cody triumphantly.
Eventually fighting her way up onto her butt so as to not drown, Sally then pried the tiny nudist off of her and stood up in a daze. She was utterly soaking wet now, her slick hair matted to the sides of her face and her water-logged underwear hanging even lower on her hips, barely clinging on. Sally stepped back onto the grass then stood motionless beside the pool, her arms partially lifted, her head down, watching the water drip from her limbs and face. She wasn't sobbing, but she was very close.
Most of the kids went from laughing at Sally to ignoring her after her sudden change of mood. It was just a little bit of water, there was no need to cry about it. That's what Cody's big sister Teresa told her in an attempt to cheer her up. But Sally remained still, feeling sorry for herself. She didn't even want to leave the house today.
"Nice going Cody," scolded Teresa, although the teen knew she was just as guilty for shooting Sally in the face a minute ago. "We'll fix it, 'kay? Just gimme a sec."
Sally waited, saddened and pathetic. The nude first grader hopped out of the pool and stepped into her field of view.
"I'm Anna. You can use the pool if you want." Sally shook her head. The girl shrugged then skipped away to jump through the sprinkler.
Teresa came back down the sidewalk carrying a big white towel as a sort of peace offering. She tried to hand it to Sally which was when the poor girl closed her eyes and started to cry.
"Don't cry! It's okay!"
Teresa patted down Sally's face, head, and shoulders, then wrapped her in the towel and shimmied it back and forth down Sally's body to help dry her off. But as the towel was moved lower, Sally's dangling panties were tugged by the fluffy fabric. Her wet underpants were easily shimmied off of her hips and gradually down her legs until they fell free, depositing themselves at her feet. Teresa pulled the towel back up and over Sally's shoulders as Sally rubbed her eyes. Teresa wrapped her up again before giving her a hug to try to make her feel better. Sally was pushed back slightly by the taller girl's embrace, Sally's arms pinned under the towel, and she just so happened to pull her feet out of her panties as she stepped back to balance herself.
"Here, sit down til you feel better." Teresa guided Sally to the steps on the front porch of whoever's house this was. Sally gripped the inside edges of the towel as she sat, holding it closed to conceal her body. Teresa saw how tightly she was holding it and smiled warmly. "You can keep it, 'kay?"
"Thanks," replied Sally, briefly smiling back.
No one else seemed to care that Sally was having her own personal pity party. They were too busy running around and having fun. Sally was ultimately fine with that. She didn't really want to be noticed by anyone, although it was nice that Teresa had helped her. What also happened to go unnoticed was Sally's panties as they sat in the grass beside the pool, although someone would eventually notice them.
Sally watched the other kids continue their water fight for some time. It wasn't a free for all, but sides and factions changed constantly, everyone chasing everyone else at one point or another. But when Cody's sisters ganged up on him and pushed him into the pool, that was the first thing to make Sally laugh since being dunked herself.
The next thing was when a boy ran past her on the porch and into the house; he came back a minute later with a bowl full of ice. He left it next to Sally, saying "Watch this," and grabbed two handfuls of ice cubes before running into the yard. He snuck up on people to slip his new chilly weapon inside of their clothes. He dumped a whole fistful down the front of Cody's trunks, snuck two cubes down the back of Teresa's one piece, and several more into his own little sister's bikini bottoms, before racing back to reload.
There was lots of squealing and complaining as he hit victim after victim and Sally watched with amusement waiting to see who he'd get next. The only one of them impervious to this was the first grader Anna who stood naked and proud in the middle of the yard straddling the sprinkler, giggling each time it blasted her tight little cunny.
This ice assault didn't last long though. The other kids quickly ganged up on Ice-Boy, holding him in place by his arms while they pulled open the front of his swim shorts and emptied the bowl of ice inside. He danced and hollered and shivered but they kept holding him, making him suffer. But it was Teresa who was ruthless. When any cubes worked past his trunk's inner mesh and slipped down his legs, she picked it back up, pulled open his shorts, and plopped it back inside. She even put her hand over his crotch and rubbed the cold into his junk. Apparently he failed to appreciate how hard it is to get ice cubes out of one's butt while wearing a one-piece.
That provided a few memorable minutes of entertainment until everyone started chasing each other again. But they were all soon interrupted by a parent storming their way across the street.
"Anna!" the mom shouted. "What are you doing!? I had no idea where you were!"
"We're all playing in the water!" Anna said cheerfully. It's now clear she wasn't invited.
"Where are your clothes!?" her mother asked, pulling her wide-stanced daughter out of the sprinkler.
"I took 'em off," she replied, then pointed to the pool. Strewn around the outside of the pool were indeed all of Anna's clothes, including socks and shoes. One could only assume she took them off to keep them dry, but by now they were all soaking wet.
As the other kids glanced at each other and stifled their laughter, Anna's mom started ranting about how she's sick and tired, can't look away for five minutes, and so on, while she angrily scooped up every single discarded article off the lawn, including all of Sally's. Anna then pouted as her mom dragged her across the street. The nude girl, skittering barefoot across the asphalt, looked longingly at the sprinkler as it languidly waved goodbye to her.
Having laughed with the other kids, and no longer feeling singled out in her misfortune, Sally stood in her towel and wandered around the edge of the lawn with a grin on her face. If anything she was feeling oddly frisky, but she couldn't say why. Just like her dress earlier, she was oblivious to her most recent losses, only thinking of how nice the grass felt beneath her uncovered soles. She had not intended on doing much of anything today, but it sure had been an eventful morning so far.