The girls were getting ready for Cheryl's Hen Night party. Cheryl was an attractive, blonde haired, twenty-five year old who'd decided to settle down with David. Both of them had known each other since high school and everyone could see they were made for each other. David was a tall, dark haired, well-toned man whom Cheryl had met when she was a cheerleader in school.
The party included Cheryl's sister, Carol, and her four friends, Nikki, Angela, Kirsty, and Sarah. They had decided to dress up like cheerleaders for the party. The only difference was that Cheryl was wearing a white headdress.
David came downstairs to hear them all shrieking and whooping.
"Hey Dave, you know its bad luck to see the bride!" Carol shouted.
"Don't worry, she's not in her wedding dress," Angela smiled, and the girls giggled.
"What do you think of the outfits David?" Cheryl asked.
The outfits where very tight fitting and low cut. They showed off every curve of the very attractive group of women. Each of them was also wearing very skimpy white miniskirts to match their blue tops.
"You'd better watch yourselves. Not wearing much, you'll catch your death in that!" David joked.
"Oh, don't worry; it will be pretty hot in the bar!" Nikki back chatted.
The girls whooped.
David shook his head. "Just remember… no strippers!"
"Boo!" Kirsty shouted.
"David used to strip for me all the time!" shrieked Cheryl.
The girls all giggled and teasingly told David to 'take it off.'
David couldn't wait to get out of there and get to his own bachelor party. It was at his buddy Michael's house, which he shared with his girlfriend, the aforementioned Sarah. It was only a street away, so he interrupted their teasing comments, quickly said his goodbyes, and headed over there.
When David arrived at Michael's, all the guys were already there, including the boyfriends or husbands of the other girls, all of whom he was friends with, too. Before he even took a seat, a beer was thrust into his hand, along with the usual jokes about it being his last night of freedom.
They were all drinking heavily, and after a few hours it came time for Michael, the best man, to make an announcement.
"Now Davie, we've done some incredible dares in your time, and have we got one for you on your stag night!"
"Oh, ok, I was waiting for this. What is it?" David asked with leeriness.
Michael looked around at the other guys, grinning, and then back at David. "Ok, you have to go to the bank machine near my house, and you have to go there and back… completely naked!"
The guys whooped.
"Oh come on!" David said.
The guys made chicken sounds.
"Ok, fine," David smiled. The ATM was only down the road and it was late on a Thursday, no one would be about.
He stood up and pulled his shirt off, unbuckled his jeans and slid them off.
"You can keep your shoes on," Michael mentioned as the men all laughed.
Finally, David slid his boxers off. He was quite well-endowed and the guys all made jokes, like, "Don't let that thing hit you in the face when you are running down the street," "Well now we know why Cheryl is marrying you," and "Hey, careful you don't trip on your third leg, buddy."
Michael collected David's clothes, and then ushered him to the door and opened it.
With that Michael ran out like a shot down the road to get to the ATM. He reached it, patted it, and then started to run back to Michael's. However, to his confusion, he went down the wrong street, into his own.
All of a sudden he could hear chanting from around the corner from where he was standing. He turned around and his blood ran cold. It was the girls, coming home from the bar. The girls stopped singing and just made a shocked sound. Then it turned to wolf whistles. David turned away from them and embarrassingly put his hands over his crotch.
"Hey David, you'll catch your death in that," said Kirsty, and the girls all cackled.
"Look, this was just a dare so I'll let you get on with..."
"Uh, uh, uh." Cheryl walked forward. "What was that about no strippers? I think we've got one girls!" And they all cheered. "Come on Dave," she whispered to him, "it'll be a bit of fun."
"Get the cuffs!" Carol squawked.
Cheryl had furry handcuffs on her - a gift from the party. Before he could say anything, she had grabbed his hands and shackled him. After she had done that Angela pulled out a dog leash and collar – another gag gift from the party - and wrapped it around him. After attaching the leash, she handed it to Cheryl.
"Now home!" Cheryl said as she swatted David lightly on his bare ass and then led him by his leash, along with the excited women, to her and David's house.