Family Ties/Jessica Heather anything Timmy honest
From Create Your Own Story
Shrugging, you admit, "I don't actually have a punishment." But before you can continue and explain what happened, Heather interrupts you.
"What? If I say you have a punishment, you have a punishment! Don't tell me you're giving up now, are you?"
It's a bit intimidating having your brother and sister on either side of you staring you down, especially while displaying the self-induced wedgie that is still bothering your underside.
"No," you reply, shaking your head.
"Good. Now take off your shirt."
Your mouth drops open as you gaze up pleadingly at your older sister, but she isn't having it. With much mumbling and hesitation, you slowly strip yourself of your t-shirt to the utter bewilderment of Timmy. Nervously dropping it beside you, your curling toes dig into the carpet through your socks.
"Wait, what is her punishment?" he asks. His eyes follow your hands as you meekly cover your bare chest. This is more embarrassing than you thought. He's standing so close to you and isn't even trying to be subtle.
"That depends Timmy," Heather teases. "Are you willing to play a game?"
He barely glances at Heather before nodding happily.
"Ok, then how about this. You two play rock-paper-scissors. If you lose then you have to take off something you're wearing and give it to me. You both keep going until one of you is naked."
"Sure!" exclaims Timmy, still giggling to himself over your plight.
"But Heather," you whine, "why did you make me take off my shirt?!"
"Because I don't want you to win!" she says plainly. "Speaking of which, the winner gets something special. The loser... not so much!"
You sigh and rub your flat chest anxiously. Upon looking back at Timmy you see his arm already stretched out toward you, ready for the first round. Might as well get this started.
