The Saturday of the party came all too soon and I kept pacing nervously back and forth waiting for Taylor and Cindy to pick me up. The party didn’t start until 1:00 pm but they were going to pick up me up at 10:00 am so I could help with the preparations, whatever that meant.

The past week had gone by in a blur. Classes wouldn’t start until Monday but the previous week had been filled with registration and orientation meetings. As I saw some old friends and lots of new faces during the week I couldn’t help but wonder how many of them would soon be seeing me naked and humiliated. Even if they weren’t at the party I’m sure most of them would hear about it soon enough. As bad as things had been before at least when I was on campus and away from Nancy’s control I could pretend that I was still the same old Wendy Wilson even though I knew that was a fa?e. After today that was all going to change. After today the real Wendy Wilson would be laid bare, both literally and figuratively. Whatever most people thought of me before, they were going to think something different come Monday morning when fall classes begin.

Unlike my summer classes, Nancy had let me choose my own schedule this time with two exceptions: the aerobics class and the acting class. I guess I really didn’t mind taking either one, though. Call it vanity or narcissism or whatever, but I decided that if everyone was going to see me naked I wanted to look good, and the aerobics class had helped me avoid the notorious “freshman 15” weight gain. And I’d really learned to like the acting class and my teacher said I was a natural. It even helped at times when I was in one of Nancy’s nude-in-public scenarios to pretend I was playing a role in a movie or something. I was hoping that this would help me get through the party today because
I don’t think I’ve been this nervous since the early days of my naked car rides when this was all new and terrifying to me.

One of the things that really worried me was the idea that Taylor would be in control of me today. Not only did we have a somewhat contentious history together but I had no idea how she would react to having that kind of power over me. With Nancy, at least, I had some idea of the boundaries and what she expected of me. Taylor was a wild card, though, and it made me feel a little better knowing that Nancy would be there and had some hand in planning this, as strange as that sounds. Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t, and all that.

The sound of the doorbell startled me out of my thoughts and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I took a deep breath to calm myself before opening the door.

“Hi Wendy!” Taylor and Cindy said in unison, broad smiles on their faces. “Are you ready to go?” Cindy added.

“I guess so,” was all I could muster in response.

Taylor looked me up and down. “Is that what you’re going to wear?” she asked. I was dressed casually in sneakers, blue jeans, and a dark t-shirt with the college logo on it. I nodded and half expected her to march me back inside to make me dress up in something slutty or revealing. Instead she just shrugged. “I guess it really doesn’t matter does it?” she said with a smirk and Cindy let out a laugh.

I followed the girls out to the parking lot and was surprised to find them driving one of those big four-door extended cab pickup trucks complete with large off-road tires. Cindy crawled behind the driver’s wheel while Taylor rode shotgun. I climbed into the backseat.

After we rolled out of the apartment parking lot Taylor turned to me and began talking. “I guess for starters we should tell you how the game is going to go today, Wendy. It’s going to be a trivia contest. It’ll be totally fair and aboveboard except for the fact that the other girls will know all the answers in advance while you’re going to give the wrong answers.” She pulled a folded sheet of paper out of her pocket and handed it to me. “Here are the questions you’ll be asked and the answers you’ll give.”

I unfolded the sheet and read it, then shook my head. “Uh, uh. No way!”

Taylor glared at me while Cindy glanced back in the rearview mirror. “Yes way, Wendy,” Taylor said sharply. “You’re supposed to do as you’re told today.”

“Listen, I’m going to get naked and I know I don’t have a choice in that. But you’re not going to make me look like a dumb airhead while doing it. I’m smart and I’m good at trivia and I know the answers to all of these questions. In fact, these are the type of simple trivia questions that Howard Stern asks to some Playboy bimbo to show how stupid she is. There’s no way in hell I’m going to pretend that I don’t know who the Vice President is or what the capital of my own state is.”

“You’re going to do what we tell you to do, Wendy, or I’ll get Nancy on the phone right now,” Taylor snapped.

“You do that,” I shot back. “And please ask her how it’s going to look for me to be unable to answer even common knowledge trivia questions when she’s been inflating my grades to make sure I’m an honor student.”

Taylor and Cindy looked at each other when I said that and I knew immediately that this was something that Nancy hadn’t told them. I really didn’t care at the moment, though. It was going to be humiliating enough for me today without allowing them to make me look like some dumb bimbo. For some reason I knew this would be a bigger blow to my ego than being forced to strip and it was a line I wasn’t going to cross.

Cindy finally spoke up. “Listen, Taylor, it really doesn’t matter what the game is as long as Wendy gets naked, right? We’ll think up another one.”

“Fine,” Taylor replied, but I could tell she was pissed. We drove the rest of the way to the sorority house in silence. The day wasn’t off to a good start.

The Sigma Pi sorority house is a large immaculate brick building that’s about as far from the Animal House image as you can get. When we walked into the front door it struck me that it didn’t look at all like a place that was about to host a party. There were some girls preparing food in the kitchen but there didn’t seem to be anything set up that would indicate a party was taking place here in a few hours.

“Um, when is this thing supposed to start again?” I asked.

“One o’clock,” Cindy replied.

“Really?” I responded. “This place doesn’t look ready at all for a party.”

Taylor turned to me with a smirk on her face. “Oh, I’m sorry Wendy. Didn’t we tell you that the party’s been moved?”

“What? Where?”

“Since I donated quite a bit of money to the sorority so I wouldn’t have to take part in the strip game they were able to afford to stage a much bigger party than we originally planned. We rented the big party tent at Woodland Park and merged a couple of other fraternity parties into this one.”

I think the blood drained out of my face when I heard this which only spurred Taylor to continue tormenting me. “And since we don’t have to worry about noise there we were also able to hire a band and will be able to party much later into the night. It’s going to be a massive rave. Everyone will be there.”

Taylor glared at me for a minute, enjoying my reaction, and I could tell she was still pissed off about the trivia contest. I finally collected myself and responded. “Fine. Whatever.”

Cindy put her arm around my shoulder and steered me away from Taylor. “Wendy can help me load the truck and take some of this stuff to the party site,” she said.

“Alright,” Taylor replied. “You’ll need to stop by the store on the way and pick up a few things. I’ve got a list.”

Cindy and I spent the next few minutes loading the back of her truck with boxes full of food, paper plates, plastic silverware and other things for the party. I was just glad to be away from Taylor and doing something to keep my mind off of what lay ahead. After we’d finished loading the truck we hopped in and pulled away from the sorority house. Once we were on the road Cindy turned to me. “Sorry about Taylor. I know she can be a little bitch sometimes but I think she’s almost as nervous about this party as you are.”

I let out a short, bitter laugh. “I doubt that.”

“Yeah, probably not,” Cindy smiled “You were right about the trivia contest, though. That wouldn’t have been fair to you to make you look so dumb.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled, and we rode in silence for a couple of minutes. Maybe it was because I was grateful that she stepped in and helped me get away from Taylor but I decided it wouldn’t do me any good to be unfriendly to Cindy, so I started to make some small talk. “Where are you from, Cindy?”

“I’m from a small town a couple of hours from here and I’m sure you’ve never heard of it. I’m a corn fed country girl, born and bred.”

This didn’t really surprise me much, especially after seeing her truck which looked more suited to mudding than commuting on city roads. She also had a slight twang in her voice. It wasn’t a heavy drawl by any means, but it was noticeable. Cindy had a lean, lithe figure and a very pretty face highlighted by wavy strawberry blonde hair and green eyes. “You remind me of Jennifer Nettles of Sugarland,” I told her.

“Really?” she said surprised. “Well, I’ll take that as a compliment. I think she’s very pretty.”

“So do I.”

“I’m surprised an upper-class debutante like you listens to country music,” she said.

“Well, I like her anyway.”

Cindy smiled at me. “Me too.”

She turned the truck into a supermarket parking lot and shut off the engine. “We have to pick up a few things here for the party, Wendy. So go ahead and take off your clothes and we’ll go on in.” I’m sure you can imagine the shocked look on my face when she said that and Cindy managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. “I’m just kidding, Wendy. C’mon.” She opened her door and stepped out and with a sigh of relief I got out and followed her.

“You’ve done that before though, right?” Cindy asked as we walked toward the store. “Walked naked through a busy supermarket like this one?”

“Yeah,” I replied. “Quite a few times, actually.”

“Have you been naked in this one before?”

“No, not yet. But I’m sure that day is coming since it’s pretty close to the campus.”

Cindy let out another laugh. “Oh my God, that is so crazy. I mean, who does that? I can’t imagine anyone actually doing that.”

Unfortunately, not only could I imagine it, I had lots of vivid memories of it. I was just thankful to be clothed right now as we walked though the store’s automatic sliding doors. Cindy grabbed a shopping cart and we began rolling through the aisles looking for items on Taylor’s shopping list. As we walked Cindy kept glancing over at me and smiling until I finally had to say something. “What?”

“Oh, nothing,” she replied. “I was just imagining what it would be like if you were walking naked through the store right now. I mean, you would’ve done that if I’d insisted, right?”

“Yeah,” I replied nervously. “But you’ll be getting me naked soon enough at the party.”

“Oh, I know,” she replied. “I’m just getting incredibly turned on right now thinking about it, though.” Cindy flashed me another smile and I started to get worried that she might ask me to strip right here in the middle of the store. But the moment passed and we kept rolling through the aisles with me somehow managing to keep from being separated from my clothes.

The two of us loaded the shopping bags into the back of her truck and hit the road again, this time heading toward the party site. We rode silently for a couple of minutes before Cindy began to speak. “Hey Wendy, I know you think I’m a major bitch for showing you that term paper website but I really didn’t know what Nancy had planned for you. I mean, I knew she had kind of a weird fetish for exhibitionism, but I guess I didn’t put two and two together.”

“Well, like you said, no one made me cheat on that paper. You didn’t hold a gun to my head. So are you and Nancy good friends?” I asked.

“Friends? Um, no. We’ve partied together a few times but that’s about it. I mean, she must be forty at least and a member of the administration but she’s still hanging out at college parties like she’s twenty? I just think that’s a little pathetic.” I was starting to warm to Cindy and I was glad to hear that she and Nancy weren’t as close as Nancy had claimed. “Nancy was pretty drunk the night she told me about her exhibitionist fantasies,” Cindy continued, “and it kind of weirded me out. I was afraid she might take her clothes off or something and I really didn’t need to see that.”

We both laughed and I was starting to loosen up a little and felt like talking. “I think she’s totally nuts,” I said. “Seriously. Can you imagine what it’s like to be under the control of a crazy woman like that?”

“Tell me,” she said.

“I don’t know, but I’m just so on edge all the time, especially when I know I have one of my ‘assignments’ coming up soon. I’m just a bundle of nerves and emotions.”

“Like right now?”

“Yes, exactly! I mean my stomach is churning right now and I’ve got all this adrenaline running through my body. I feel like I could jump right out of my skin knowing what I’m going to have to do in a few hours.”

“Does it make you horny?” she asked with a wry smile.

“Yes,” I sighed. “That’s another thing. I get incredibly aroused and I just can’t help it. I hate it but it’s just the way my body reacts.”

“You make it sound like a bad thing,” Cindy said. “That sounds kind of exciting to me.”

“That’s because you’re not the one having to humiliate herself all the time. I don’t know, it’s just embarrassing, especially when everyone can tell that I’m turned on.”

Cindy’s GPS interrupted us as it told her to make a turn. She guided the truck onto a road that led to the edge of town and remained silent for a minute before speaking again. “Wendy, I know what I did was a shitty thing to do, but I’m glad you’re the one who Nancy chose. I know that sounds awful but I can’t help it.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that so I stayed silent as she continued. “Wendy, you’re gorgeous and you have nothing to be ashamed about by showing your body. You’re one of the prettiest girls on campus and everyone says so.”

I blushed a little when she said that. “Um, thanks, I guess. I think you’re beautiful, too.”

“No,” she replied. “Taylor is cute, I’m pretty, and you’re beautiful. There’s a sliding scale here and you’re at the top of it. I think that’s part of the reason that Taylor has such a problem with you. She’s jealous.”

“Are you?” I asked her.

“No,” Cindy replied. “I’m very comfortable with my looks. In fact, I think I’m really, really attracted to you.” She eyed me quickly and then turned her focus back to the road. “You don’t have to respond to that, Wendy. I know we never really talked to each other much besides that one party where I told you about the website, but I definitely had noticed you around campus. The thing is, though, that once Nancy got her hooks into you, you kind of turned into a hermit. You completely disappeared from the social scene. I totally understand that now but I think it made some people think you were standoffish and aloof, like a stuck up rich bitch.”

“But I’m not!” I blurted out. “I just didn’t know how to handle this whole thing with Nancy!”

“I know,” Cindy replied. “I understand that, especially now that I know what Nancy’s been making you do. But I want to see the fun-loving Wendy back again. What’s going to happen today is inevitable but being miserable about it doesn’t have to be. Just try to make something positive out of this and have fun with it.”

“You mean turn lemons into lemonade,” I retorted sarcastically. “You just don’t understand what this is like, Cindy.”

Cindy didn’t speak again and a couple of minutes later we turned into a gravel parking lot. In the distance was a large canvas tent and some fraternity boys busy setting up for the party. Cindy shut off the engine and turned to me. “We’re here, Wendy,” she said.

hotguy in actionReport

2010-04-06 11:06:47
nice story... bt long... not much action in each part.....

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2010-04-06 07:06:15


2010-04-04 01:56:42
Is this really supposed to be a,n erotic story? In fact is it really supposed to be a story at all? I could find no evidence of either. It is not bad, nor is it good, it simply IS NOT!
The only story is about a girl walking throgh a store thinking she may become naked, but does not. The only thing erotic in the entire proceedings is the word, "naked", period.
It is totally beyond my comprehension how such a story could even be considered for publication in this site that usually, allegedly, consists of erotic, even porn tales. This is neither by any stretch of the imagination!

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