Letting out a startled gasp, Stephanie wriggled beneath his unexpected touch and Brian was grateful she’d worn a shirt big enough to hang down over the tight curves of her ass, or he really would end up showing her just what he thought of Hardcore it. With his arms wrapped around her and his fingertips teasing lightly across her shivering tummy, he shoved his thumbs roughly into the waistband of her pajama pants and twisted them down. There we are, Brian thought in relief, separating two distinct pairs of waistbands carefully with his fingers, and he could feel a tiny decorative bow on one of them. He’d been honestly concerned--he had no way of knowing whether or not she wore panties beneath her pajamas, He didn’t want to leave her completely exposed and embarrassed on her own dare--or at least, only a part of him wanted that. In the low light of just the room’s tableside lamp he hadn’t been able to tell whether she had any camisole or bra on beneath the nightshirt. Brian pulled her pajama Brunette amateur pants down, trying to make it seem rough, and discovered immediate resistance--his thumbs hooking the front of her waistband had only made her pajamas catch up on the shapely dimensions of her rounded bottom. He could hear her sudden intake of breath, could feel her butt slightly jiggle. Hnnnngg, okay damn, stay focused… As he aggressively shimmied them down further, his hands occasionally brushing against her impossibly soft skin, Stephanie nearly lost her balance on the padding of the mattress. She twisted awkwardly, her hand flashing out to land on the top of his head for balance. “S-sorry,” she said quickly, exposing a wavering smile. “S’cool,” letting his eyes wander over her incredible legs as he steadied her so that she could step out of the pant legs one at a time. Her nightshirt covers to her mid-thigh, but still, seeing these limber legs and knowing she’s bare now all the way up to her panties… “That was, I dunno, not very rough ,” Kelly judged, sounding disappointed. “You didn’t even slap anything.” “Th-that’s okay,” Stephanie said. Sitting back down on the bed with exaggerated care, she looked quite a bit more vulnerable without her pajama pants, but wore an excited smile now instead. “…It was just fine.” “So, uh, truth, Stephanie? Or dare?” Brian asked, adjusting his pants suspiciously and returning to his seat on the edge of vintage the bed. “Dare,” Stephanie said quickly. “I’ll, uh, you can dare me to do anyth--um, any dare that you choose, I’ll… try to do.” “Okay then,” Brian said. “I dare you to show me… how you feel about me, without telling me. How you do it, or what you do, is up to you.” “To… show you?” Stephanie asked, biting her lip. “Like daring me to… attack bbw you?” “ Attack him ?” Kelly echoed. “The hell kind of relationship do you two actually have?” “Yeah, you have to show me. Like, for instance; I gave my buddy Emily this same dare when we were playing a few years back… So she strides up to me, turns and like, bumps her butt into mine , turns again and cuffs me on the shoulder with her fist, and then gives me the goofiest wink and thumbs up you’ve ever seen.” He flashed a dramatic thumbs up, snapping it in close to his chest and jutting his elbow out as he winked at Stephanie. “Pfft,” Kelly snorted. “There have been more important things than vintage my age to concern us, or to use your power on.” I was a pretty popular guy, everybody knew me for both good amateur and bad reasons. That could not happen. She is skipping lunch with the gang and is headed back to the house. 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