ONE SHOTS: (vol. 3):

ONE SHOTS: (vol. 3)

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"Do you really think I look cute with make-up on?" Ryan asked the girls.

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To teach John a lesson for always wearing such sexist slogans and brands to school, the girls invited him to help with a photoshoot for their school project. 

Maybe this would finally get him to stop wearing that Playboy t-shirt.

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Michael heard the car door. His stomach dropped as he looked out the window to the driveway. This was it.
He had invited his girlfriend over to show her his 'new' outfit.

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By New Years, he was still living at Jess' apartment and always on his very best behavior.  At the party, however, true to form, Jacob got very drunk.

Still unable to walk in his heels, he spent most of the night on the floor.

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"ARRGGHH!!! I'm gonna kill you!" James screamed at his sister.

She had lured him out wearing her pink frilly bikini through blackmail but had taken it too far when she had invited a group of boys to come hang out around their backyard pool.

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Rick made a break for it when his sister and her friends weren't looking.

They had caught him spying on their sleepover and had forced him into a lace panty thong and pink sweatpants. He jumped up on the table to get to the window.

But he wasn't quick enough, they saw him trying to escape. They grabbed him and threw him on the bed. His sister pulled his sweatpants down and spanked him in front of the rest of the laughing sleepover girls.

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Tiffany was in shock.

She had walked into the room to see her boyfriend trying to hide from her under the sheets. He was wearing her black panties and a nightie.

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Bret was all smiles. He was baby sitting for his next-door neighbors. After he had put the kids to sleep he raided Mrs. Miller's closet. Little did he know that 12 year old Molly was watching from the hallway. 

THE END.