It started as a silly game — just a few rounds of rock-paper-scissors with some teasing consequences. Every time I lost, I had to take off a piece of clothing. I thought I’d win a few… but luck had other plans. Layer by layer, my clothes disappeared, and the heat between my legs only grew. At one point, I got dared into a deep wedgie — and I couldn’t stop squirming. The pressure, the teasing, the tension… it pushed me right to the edge. Then came the final round… and let’s just say I couldn’t hold it anymore. Wanna see how far the game made me go?