All characters in this story are 18 years or older.
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Francine woke up early for her last day of senior year.
"This is going to be rough," Francine said to herself as she thought about the day she had ahead of her.
The conversation she had with her friends last night ran on a loop in her head constantly as she sat in her bed, staring at the alarm clock waiting for it to go off. But the words that echoed in her mind sent shivers down her spine.
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"The loser has to go to school tomorrow completely naked!" Vanessa said to the group of girls.
The bet was made and all six of the girls agreed, but there was only one loser... Francine.
She was mortified, but also a little turned on. Francine sensed relief from all her friends but also felt they were almost jealous.
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The alarm went off and Francine got out of bed. Francine slowly walked to shower, unable to take her mind off her soon to come exposure. She stepped into the shower and let the hot water hit her chest and run down her body, it momentarily distracted her and let her have a moment of peace.
Francine finally turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. She stared at her body in the mirror as she dried off.
Francine was a petite girl. She had very curly red hair that fell just below her shoulders, and beautiful perky tits that were usually difficult to hide in most clothes (Not that she would have to worry about that today). Her tight tummy led down to her toned legs, but the cherry on top of Francine's smooth pale body was her tight little ass. It was shockingly big for a white girl, or any girl for that matter. At five feet tall, Francine's ass popped out and bounced when she walked.
Francine finished drying off and started applying makeup, "If I'm gonna go naked, I might as well look good doing it," she thought.
Francine finished her make up with a bright red coat of lipstick that complemented her hair, and sprayed herself with perfume, "Go hard or go home I guess."
Francine was just about to grab her backpack and head out the door when she realized she'd have to walk to school today. There was no way she would wake up her mom for a ride. Her mom would certainly not approve of her going to school in her birthday suit.
Francine sent a text to Vanessa
"Do shoes count as clothes?"