Once, I was at my friend Emily's house. She was a tall gorgeous woman, with brown hair, brown eyes, and a nice large rack. I was nervous, yet excited, because what Emily didn't know was, if the opportunity was given to me, I was going to take a pair of her panties, and take them home with me. The panty I planned on taking was a gray Hanes sporty Hipster panty.

You see, I had seen Emily's underwear sticking out of her pants on several occasions, and every time, I noticed that she always had on a gray Hanes sporty Hipster panty, and ever since the first time I saw it, I wanted it. At one point, Emily told me she had to go to the bathroom. While she was in the bathroom, I went digging through her underwear drawer.

It didn't take long for me to find a pair. I stuffed it down my pants, making absolutely sure that it couldn't be seen. About an hour after that I said goodbye to Emily, and I went home. I couldn't get home fast enough. As soon as I got home, I dashed up to my room, removed my clothes and put on the panty. Right away I realized why I wanted it so bad. It was so comfortable, and the fact that Emily had worn it before made it even better.

I wore nothing but the panty all night. I also did a lot of admiring in the mirror, you know checking myself out, putting my hands on my hips, shaking my butt, etc. After a while, I was so tired that I went to sleep, and yes, I slept in the panty. The next morning, I got up at around 10:30, and I went to the bathroom.

While in the bathroom, I heard a loud banging on the door that, quite frankly, almost gave me a heart attack. I have never heard anyone bang on a door that loud in my life. So, I yelled that I was coming, and I went in my room, to put a shirt and a pair of pants on, and I went downstairs. I hoped and prayed that it wasn't Emily.

When I got downstairs, I opened the door, and, no such luck. It was Emily, and she was furious. I had never seen her that angry before, and I don't think I'd ever seen anyone angrier than she was. She angrily said "Where is it?" I was so scared that I started to shake. I finally said "Where's what?" She yelled "You know what! Where's my panty? That was the only clean pair of Hanes sporty underwear in my drawer! What, are you wearing it?"

Before I could answer, she pulled my pants down, and she saw I was wearing her panty. She smacked my left cheek as hard as she could. She started screaming, saying things like "How dare you, who do you think you are," etc. and she threw in several curse words. At one point she said "You want to steal my panty? Fine! You can spend some time in jail, because I'm calling the police!"

I begged Emily not to call the police, but she wouldn't listen. I literally got down on my knees and begged her not to call the police. After some begging, she agreed to not call the police, but she did say that I would still be punished. She told me to come by her house the next afternoon, to find out what my punishment would be. I was really scared, because I figured it was going to be bad. Little did I know that the punishment would be worse than I could have ever imagined

The next afternoon, I went to Emily's house to receive my punishment. When I got to her door, I knocked and she let me in. She said "Alright, are you ready for your punishment?" I said "I guess." She said "Alright, I'm going to get the panty you stole, I'm going to give it to you, you are going to go in the other room, you will put it on, and you will come out wearing nothing but the panty."

So, Emily went up to her room, got the panty, brought it down, and handed it to me. I then went into the other room, took off my clothes, and put it on. I then walked out, and Emily burst out laughing. She said "You look ridiculous right now." Emily then went into a different room, and she came back with a piece of paper in her hand.

She said "Here is your punishment. You will stand in front of my house, wearing nothing but the panty. You will also hold up this paper for everyone to see." On the paper were the words "I stole Emily's panties." I said "Emily, please don't make me do that." She said "Cory, you only have two choices. Either you do this, or I call the police."

I saw there was no way out, so I chose wearing the panty and holding the sign. I asked Emily how long I had to do it, and she, through gritted teeth said "As long as I say. Now get moving!" So, I took the sign, and I went outside. I was so embarrassed that my face was brick red, and my heart was pounding like crazy.

Most of the people who saw me were women. A lot of them pointed and laughed at me and told me I was getting what I deserved. I was also called a loser so many times that I lost count. Two women even smacked me! After a while, Emily said "Alright, I think that's good enough. Come on in." I couldn't get back in her house soon enough.

I noticed that I was out there about an hour. Emily said "I hope you learned your lesson." I said "I sure did." Emily said "Good, because if you EVER do that again, I WILL call the police! Do you understand?" I said "Yes." She said "Good. Now, go take off the panty, put your clothes on, throw the panty away, and get out of my house!" So, I did as I was told. I never did that to Emily again. Oh, and as far as her smack goes. The mark that she left was there for almost a week.

The end
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