Embarrassed at a Party

Emily, a shy cute college girl, finally made it to the party. The night was cool and breezy as she walked down the dimly lit street, her heart racing with excitement and nervousness. The sound of laughter and music floated through the air, growing louder with every step she took. She glanced down at her outfit, adjusting the strap of her sleeveless red dress self-consciously. It was a little revealing for her taste, but her friend insisted that she'd look stunning in it.

As she neared the house, the sight that greeted her was almost overwhelming. People crowded the yard, their bodies swaying to the music as they laughed and chatted. The house itself was lit up like a beacon, with colored lights strung along the porch and around the windows. The scent of perfume and cigarette smoke mingled in the air, making her head spin slightly.

Emily took a deep breath, steeling her nerves, and made her way inside. The living room was packed with people, some sitting on couches and chairs, others standing around talking. The music was loud enough to make her ears ring, and she could feel the bass thumping against her chest. She scanned the room, searching for someone she might know, but quickly realized that she didn't recognize a single face.

As she stood awkwardly by herself, nursing a red cup full of beer, a tall, dark-haired boy approached her. He flashed her a dazzling smile, and she felt her cheeks flush in response. "Hi, I'm David," he said, offering his hand. Emily shook it tentatively. "I'm Emily."

He gestured towards a nearby table, where several people were gathered around a couple of ping pong tables, beer cups arranged in neat pyramids. "Want to play beer pong with us?" he asked, grinning. Emily hesitated for a moment, unsure if she really wanted to participate. She'd never played before, and she didn't want to look stupid in front of everyone.

But then she thought about how much fun it might be, and how it could help her meet some new people. Plus, David seemed nice enough. "Okay," she said, finally. "But I've never played before." He chuckled, leading her over to the table. "Don't worry, It’s just for fun."

The game started, and Emily watched intently as David showed her the basics. She quickly learned how to toss the ping pong ball onto the table and into one of the cups. The crowd around them cheered her on, making her feel less self-conscious. After a few rounds, she began to relax and enjoy herself. She begins to feel the alcohol working it’s way into her brain.

The game ends and David excuses himself. As he left Sara took his place. Sara was the captain of the basketball team and had a reputation for being mean. Emily couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by her presence. Sara gave her a once-over and raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by Emily's inexperience.

Emily took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves, and prepared to take her first shot. She threw the ping pong ball as well as she could, but threw it past the table. The alcohol was effecting her aim. The crowd chuckled, and Sara rolled her eyes. Emily felt her face flush with embarrassment.

Sara, however, made every shot in a row with ease, each time the ball landing perfectly in the cup. The crowd cheered for her, their voices growing louder and more excited.

When the final cup was sunk, Sara turned to Emily, her face twisted into a smug grin. "Looks like you lose," she said mockingly. "And since you didn't make a single shot, I think it's only fair that you have to take your dress off as punishment."

Emily's heart stopped. She couldn't believe what Sara had just said. She felt like she was being ambushed, like everyone in the room was suddenly against her. She looked around, searching for someone to help, but everyone seemed to be enjoying the spectacle too much.

Her hands trembled as she slowly began to remove her dress. She pulled it over her head and dropped it. As it fabric fell to the floor, revealing her purple bra and matching panties. She felt like she was going to cry, tears stinging the backs of her eyes. She wanted to disappear, to vanish into thin air.

"Now, let's see those tits!" Sara shouted, her voice dripping with malice. Emily's heart sank even further. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. She was supposed to be having fun, not being humiliated like this.