Downfall/Roll over and bury it under your body
From Create Your Own Story
The moment Kirsten starts her attack, you roll over on your belly and hide your cell under your body. Kirsten lands on your torso and tries to reach under you. You deflect her attempts with ease. Kirsten consequently changes her strategy. She slides down, pins down one of her legs with her body and grabs the other by the ankle. She bends your leg upwards and tries to roll you to the side. She has a good angle on you; all you can do is to apply counter pressure with your arms. You need both arms to hold on, preventing you from fighting back.
"Give over, Will, you can't win."
"No way, Jose."
To reduce the pressure Kirsten has on you, you wriggle about. Your struggle is successful, Kirsten suddenly looses her grip on you. You are getting better and better at wrestling.
"Oh my god?" A short silence, then Kirsten starts to laugh heartily.
Huh? You look over your shoulder and find Kirsten slack-jawed, her mouth literally open with amazement. You follow her gaze and instantly want to die of embarrassment. During your struggle, your pajama bottom slipped out of place and partly revealed the panties.
Your instinct is to flee as far and as fast as you can, but you aren't able to move at all. You feel limp, all your body strength has vanished. Kirsten's laughter rings in your ears. Oh god, why, why were you so stupid to put these damn panties on, and why did you keep them on? Your life is officially over. You bury your head into your cushion, not knowing what to do.
"Will. Will." Aha, here it comes. The scolding, the making fun of you. Why can't you just die and leave your useless existence behind?
Kirsten keeps on calling your name. You don't react. This prompts her to lie partly on your back, soothing your pain by whispering things in your ear you don't understand. Only after a while you realize that she is trying to comfort you. Noticing she finally gets through to you, she changes her approach and says: "Talk to me, Will. Talk to me."
Kirsten won't give up. You have to face her, regardless if you want to or not. But you really can't face her, meaning turning your face towards her. "I want to die," you say. Your voice is dampened by the cushion, but Kirsten is close enough to understand you.
"Don't be silly. It's not a big deal."
"I want to die."
"Come on, Will. It is not a big deal!"
"You didn't think so when you laughed at me."
"Sorry, Will. I was just surprised, that's all." She waits for a reaction of you that doesn't come. "Is that one of my panties?"
"Please forgive me, Kir. I shouldn't have taken them."
"No, you shouldn't. Why did you?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"I don't know."
"I didn't know you were wearing panties. How long have you been doing this?" You don't answer, so she repeats her question. She insists, and she has the right to ask you these questions because you stole her underwear. You tell her that today was the first time, and you can feel she is suppressing more laughter.
"Really? The first time you did it, and you got caught? If that isn't bad luck. Ah, come on." She hugs you and presses your shoulders reassuringly. "Don't be sad. Not a single living soul is going to know about this."
"You know."
"You must have recovered when you can already correct me like this. Nobody besides me will know about this. None of your friends, not mum, and not Debbie."
"Why aren't you mad?"
"I am mad. Girls don't like it when you go through their personal stuff. I am going to lecture you about privacy, but not right now.."
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I'll return them immediately."
"Keep'em. I wouldn't be able to wear them anyway without picturing you in them." You groan, and Kirsten has to calm you down again. "You'll have to take a few hits from now on, you know that," she says then. She is right, this is the least you'll have to expect. It could have turned much worse.
"You know, a guy wearing women's clothes isn't a big deal nowadays anymore."
"Easy for you to talk."
"There, there. Will - if you want, I can help you in this matter."
"I don't understand."
"If you feel like women's clothes is your thing, you'll need to buy some of your own, because I'm going to kill to if you ever touch my clothes again. Judging by your current state of mind, I doubt you'll be able to shop clothes on your own."
"I'll never ever do this again."
"Never say never. You don't know if you didn't develop a taste for it."
"I'm not a pervert."
"I told you, it's not a big deal. Cross dressers aren't perverts. Think about it, it's not like you have to make a decision right now."
| Status | ||
| State of Clothing | Pajama; Red panties |
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| Surroundings | Share a room with Kirsten | |
