Wishful Thinking/Get Painted
From Create Your Own Story
What the hell? You decide to join in. Cursing peer pressure, you strip down and take your position. The spray of the paint is cool on your skin. It feels like a wet layer cover you but it is thin enough that you can still feel air against yourself. You hold still for a long period of time as paint covers the many different cracks and crevices of your body. The cool wet substance sends shivers all along your skin.
When you are done you use the video camera like a mirror to get a look at yourself. Your reflection reveals a girl wearing a string tied halter top with shorts and a g-string peaking out from underneath. "Nice..." you say approvingly.
It is now Brenda's turn to decide. She looks upset over the whole ordeal. Finally, after looking around the room to make sure no one else is in there she removes her clothes. "Alright! Way to go, Brenda!" Lynn cheers on.
Since the artist can't reach certain parts of her body, you each take turns spraying her. Judging yourself as a fairly decent artist yourself, you concoct a passable resemblance of a one piece red swimsuit as Brenda sprays shorts for herself with realistic looking pockets and seams. You try your best to replicate the effect for her butt.
"Well, don't we all look good?" Lynn says as Stacy takes in the finished products with her camera.
"We should shave your pussy, Brenda, people might notice the hairs there if they stare too long..." Stacy points out.
With the paint jobs finished, everyone helps pack up and you leave the school. Heading outside in the sunshine gives you a thrill as your essentially naked, painted body soaks up the rays of the waning afternoon sun. "Hey, Brenda, hurry up!"
You turn to see Brenda cowering behind the entrance door. "I can't do this!" She cries, almost tearing up, "It's too embarrassing!" She fumbles in her bag for her clothes.
"You know the penalty, if you wear clothes now, you don't when we get to my place," Lynn states. Brenda slowly nods her head as she pulls on her shirt.
"I'd rather be naked in private than in public anyways," she reasons.
With that, the group heads off, four of you wearing nothing more than footwear and some paint.
