Naked Weigh-In Challenge

Julia stepped on the scale, and winced. "Fuck," she whispered to herself. Despite three months of on-again, off-again dieting and exercise to try to get ready for bathing suit season, she weight exactly three pounds more on the first of April than she had at the beginning of the year.

At that moment her roommate Allison walked by the open bathroom door. She was amused to have caught her roommate naked (Julia never wore a stitch of clothing when stepping on the scale, to keep the reading to its absolute minimum).

"Fuck?" Allison joked, smiling at Julia.

Julia reached for her towel wrapped it around herself, stepping off the scale. "Yeah, as in 'Fuck this new diet.'"

Allison shrugged, "Well, at least you won't have to keep eating kale."

Julia muttered, "Its not the diet, its me. I have no willpower."

Not one to allow self-pity, Allison said. "Come on Julia, you have loads of willpower. You just need a different approach. I'll bet I can help you lose whatever amount of weight you want to, and I can help you keep it off for good."

"Oh now you're a personal trainer?" Julia asked, derisively.

"Nope, just a lowly website developer," Allison replied. "But I watched a motivational talk last week by this guy who claimed that you could achieve anything within your physical and intellectual power just by setting up the right reward and punishment system. It was a great talk. The guy who gave it used to be a pack-a-day smoker and had a big beer gut, but one year after his aha moment he ran a 100 mile race! Day by day, week by week, he made himself into an ultra-marathoner in less than a year."

"Well good for him," Julia said, dejectedly. "I guess he had more willpower than me."

"No!" Allison said, "That's just it. He didn't count on willpower. He'd tried to quit smoking and lose weight for years. He was this successful multimillionaire business guy, who had been a real prodigy in the tech startup world, but he simply couldn't control those bad personal habits. So one day, as he was starting up his third software company, he realized that his aptitude for business might be able to help him with his failures in eating and smoking. And he came up with a plan to link them together. He put all of his ownership shares, forty percent of the new company, into an irrevocable trust, with the contractual stipulation that if he did not quit smoking, lose twenty five pounds, and complete an ultra-marathon by the end of one year, those shares would be signed over to his two co-investors. If he did succeed, his co-investors agreed to give him two percent of their shares as a bonus. It put him in a position where if he didn't stick to his plan, he would lose real money, and if he did stick to his plan, there was a real business payoff. And that was something he knew how to manage."

"I see," Julia said. "So all I need is a company to wager away and I can lose weight by my July 4th beach trip?"

"Well, something like that" Allison said, encouragingly, "What if I make up a contract with you. We'll make it so that you succeed you get to squeeze into that teeny bikini. And if you lose, it will be more unpleasant than you'd want. And lets even put in a bonus. Let's tie your success to not only getting thin, but also getting something else you really want: that new Acura. What if I give you the down-payment for that Acura if you achieve your goal of losing, what, fifteen pounds by July?"

"I need to lose more like twenty pounds," Julia replied.

"OK fine. We have ten weeks until your vacation. At the end of each week, we'll do a weigh-in. If you weigh at least two pounds less each week than the week before, you'll be on track to achieve your goal."

"Sounds perfect," Julia said. "And just like what I've been trying to do for three months!" And my motivation is to get the down payment for the Acura? Even though we both know that you don't have that kind of money, right?"

"Well, not yet, I don't," Allison replied, "but let's make that my problem. The reward, though, is only half of the motivation, Julia. We also have to have a penalty for failing to meet your goal. This business guy said that the threat of losing his shares was far and away the biggest factor in his success."

"What kind of penalty?" Julia asked, suspiciously.

Allison thought for a moment and then had an inspiration. "Well, I'd say the thing you seem to fear most at the moment is showing off your body. You've become a little ashamed of your body lately, haven't you."

Julia looked down at her towel, then back up at Allison. "Yeah, I suppose that's true. So?"

"Well its not good. It used to be that you strutted around here all the time in revealing clothes – and sometimes none at all – especially when you thought Bruce might be around to catch a peek. Lately you've been dressing like you have something to hide."

Julia pouted a little, acknowledging tacitly Allison's complaint. She knew that her boyfriend Bruce would be the first to agree that she had become considerably more bashful about her body lately.

"Well, I propose a little exposure as the penalty." Allison continued. "I'm going to whip up an anonymous fee-based web site and post to it weekly. At each weekly weighing, starting with one today, I'll make a video recording of you weighing yourself, in the buff, just like you usually do. If you fail to meet your target, I post the video. Also, you will have to suffer a punishment of my choosing, and I'm going to record that too, while you're still naked. I'll post both the video of your naked weighing and the video recording of your punishment on a private web site. I won't make it public or let anyone know your identity, but I will sell memberships to this site that will help us get the down payment for the car."

Julia was wide eyed. "Oh my God Allison, you've lost your mind!" But she seemed intrigued, and encouraged Allison to continue. "And what if I meet my goal each week?"

Allison grinned. "Well, this is a pay site, so we have to give them something to look at or we go out of business. So if you achieve your target, then I'll post pictures or videos of me naked instead of you. I'll make sure they're interesting enough to keep everyone coming back for more. How's that for motivation?"

Allison paused, and then summed it up for Julia. "At best, you'll have a down payment, a thin body, and the devilish fun of knowing that a bunch of anonymous perverted voyeurs got to see me posing and playing around naked each week. At worst, those same guys might see you forced to do naked jumping jacks, or get your ass slapped – whatever I choose. Losing doesn't end the contract: each week you have a chance to get back on track. But to get the car down payment, you have to have lost twenty pounds by the end of the tenth week."

Then Julia smiled. "You'd put up naked pictures of yourself every week? Cause you know that I would never lose, not a single week, with those stakes."

"Precisely the point!" Allison replied.

"Well, I have to say, its daring, Allison," Julia said tentatively, "And I appreciate your trying to help..."

"Oh Julia, darling, don't thank me." Allison interjected. "Cause the thing is, if you lose, even one week, you are going to regret agreeing to this. And the recordings are going to be up there on the website forever with your ass on display. But I think that might be just the kind of motivation you need."

"But you're not worried about posting your own pictures and videos?," Julia asked.

Allison was attractive and relatively shapely, and quite secretly something of an exhibitionist. She had even created a well-protected anonymous pay site where she flirted with this side of her sexuality on her own terms.

"I wouldn't do it if I didn't know perfectly well how to attract a gaggle of oversexed boys and men willing to pay $9.99/month to get to the site, and how to keep them from ever knowing who we are. And you know, Julia, to be honest it wouldn't be the first time that I posted naked pics of myself on line." She grinned and raised her eyebrows as Julia's eyes widened at this new revelation about her roommate and friend.

Julia thought about Allison's proposition. It was precisely the kind of motivation that could make her lose the weight. She might not have the willpower to resist a donut if the only price to pay were a few hundred extra calories. But if it was to avoid being compelled to do naked jumping jacks – or worse – well she had the willpower to avoid that for sure!

Julia held out her hand: "OK I'm in."

Allison took her hand, but said, "Not just a handshakes on this one, Julia. This is my business, after all. I'll draft up a contract and we can both sign."

Allison went to her computer and in less than half an hour, came back to Julia with a neatly typed page. In it, Allison laid out the details of their arrangement. She identified the dates and guidelines for the weekly weighing, included a model release clause that allowed her both copyright and freedom to post the recordings made, and stipulated the specific amount to be paid to Julia upon successful completion of the contract.

Julia was surprised by the formality of the document. "Wow, Allison, this is like a real contract."

"It is a real contract, Julia." Allison said, with an edge in her voice. "I love you, but this is my business and this is a real business arrangement. The way I see it, if I do this right I can make enough for your down payment and my rent check for the next few months. But its going to require some investment of time and effort. So, if we do this, there's no backing out. Don't sign unless you really mean it. OK?"

Julia nodded her head. "You don't say here what kinds of punishment are allowed, Allison. Its not that I think I'll ever need to know, cause I don't plan to miss my target, but since this is so formal and all, maybe we should specify."

"We are agreeing to any punishment I want. If you want to put a point on it: We'll keep it confined to the apartment, and you have to do whatever I say for up to one hour each time you lose. The punishment can be physical, but not serious or permanent (beyond something like the spanking that I already proposed). Other than that, anything I want."

"Can you give me some more examples of what kind of punishments you might come up with?"

"Look Julia, Its going to be a punishment. Something you won't like. But part of the fun is having you worry about what I might come up with. So no, I don't think I want to give you any more examples. You'll just have to agree to leave that to me," Allison said firmly

"Hmm. Well. OK, I guess I'll can live with that. And what about the web page? Can you guarantee that none of the people who join are going to find out who I am?"

"I can't, Julia. What I can promise is that no identifying information will be accessible through the website, and that the membership portal will be secure. But if someone recognizes you, which is not likely but also not impossible, well that's just an occupational risk we're taking. But remember it will be both of us on the site, so I'm especially motivated to keep it private," Allison lied.

Julia glanced in the mirror and caught an unflattering reflection of her towel-clad body. She turned to Allison with resolve. "Give me the pen," she said.

Within two days, Allison had the website constructed and launched. The site was called "Naked Weigh-In." It's home page featured attractive head shots of Julia and Allison, using the pseudonyms Kiki and Vivian, and described the basic premise: Each week, the girls would have a naked weigh in, and if Kiki didn't meet her target weight, a video of her weighing and her taking a punishment from Vivian would be uploaded to the site. If Kiki did meet her target weight, then naked videos of Vivian would go up instead. Allison also made an interactive portal so that members of the site could recommend punishments for Kiki and poses for Vivian, and cheer on (or poke fun at) either woman. And, inspired by her exhibitionist streak, Allison also posted a teaser – a weigh-in of herself, naked, with the tiniest of black bars concealing her nipples and pubic area. Members got access to the uncensored version of that video. 'Vivian' also promised to appear live in video chats on the site for a half hour each week, and, unbeknownst to Julia, she planned on conducting these in her room and in the nude.

Julia was mesmerized by the site when Allison showed it to her, and could not believe that her friend was willing to post naked videos of herself for the world to see! She resolved to never allow herself to slip up, lest she be subject to the same exposure.

Within four days of launch, and after considerable marketing through her surreptitious network of voyeurs, Allison had attracted more than fifty subscribers. She knew that the punishments would be the real draw, and suggested in a broadcast message that members post their punishment recommendations, hoping that this might attract more traffic. Each suggestion got up-votes or down-votes by other members (and behind the scenes, Allison was able to push suggestions up or down at a mouse click based on her own opinions). By week's end, the top three suggestions were: Over the knee paddling (an Allison push), blow job for Tad (aka Bruce, who was identified as Kiki's boyfriend in her biosketch on the site), and serving drinks at an impromptu dinner party hosted by Vivian and Tad for their friends (an honest-to-goodness member favorite).

When Julia logged into the site on Saturday morning, the day of the first weekly weigh-in, she was shocked to see these suggestions, which Allison had posted on the site home page. "Allison, what's the idea with these suggestions?" she asked. "I thought you got to decide on the punishments."

"Well I do," Allison said. "But frankly, Julia, these guys are paying the bills. So I plan to take their recommendations seriously. And if you lose today. One of those punishments is going to be yours!"

"Well not the blowjob, Allison. That's way out of bounds," Julia said.

"On the contrary. Julia. Its perfectly within the terms of our agreement," Allison replied firmly. "All of them are."

Julia reluctantly had to admit, to herself at least, that this was right. She had worried that the punishments might get sexual in nature, and now that a bunch of horny guys were making recommendations, that seemed like an inevitable theme.

"Well, OK, then, Allison. I'm just glad that I'm going to make my weight target today," Julia replied with confidence.

And she did make her weight target. Inspired by the fear of public exposure, just as Allison knew she would be, Julia lost three pounds the first week, and another two the second week. Allison, fulfilling her part of the deal, began to fill the website with video of herself dancing, vacuuming, doing calisthenics, and generally cavorting around the apartment, all while totally nude. Sometimes Julia was in the scene as well, clothed. An especially popular download during the second week was the video of 'Kiki and Vivian' playing Wii ping pong. Julia was in her PJs, and Allison in her birthday suit. To spice it up, they agreed that the winner would get to take a real ping pong paddle to the butt of the loser. Allison lost, and got five fast swats from Julia, which were harder than either expected. The video ended with Allison rubbing her rosy ass cheeks for the camera, scowling at Julia.

By the third week, Julia was elated at her progress and thrilled that because she'd over shot her weight loss targets in the first two weeks, she needed to lose only one more pound to meet the next week's goal. Unfortunately, a fight that week with Bruce and an ensuing bout of self-pity and commiseration with her best friend Katherine over a pint of Ben and Jerry's derailed Julia's weight loss train. Despite a late rally and a day of fasting, when the weigh-in came she was two tenths of a pound over her target weight.

Allison recorded the weigh-in as Julia stripped off her clothes, stepped up on the scale, and registered with near despair (considering the prospective consequences) at her failure.

Julia looked up at Allison, who was busy monitoring the camcorder. Julia's facial expression gave away the story told by the scale.

"Aw, sorry. Kiki," Allison said, continuing to record. " How much did you miss by? "

"Two tenths of a pound," Julia replied. "Can we try again after a few dozen sit ups?"

"Sorry Kiki," Allison said, stepping out from behind the tripod, with the camcorder still recording, to put her arm around Julia's naked shoulder, "but the rules are pretty precise about that. I'm afraid its going to be a punishment for you." With that, Allison turned and gave a knowing grin to the camera. This was the first video clip that the members would see of naked Kiki, and she wanted to make it especially tempting. Allison turned back to Julia. Pointing to the camera, she said, "Go ahead and look at the camcorder, Kiki, and let them know that you didn't achieve your goal and that you're going to need to take a punishment."

Julia frowned at Allison, then did what she was told. "I missed my target weight this week," she said. "So now I have to take a punishment from Vivian."

Allison threw her arm around Julia's shoulder and pulled her close. She smiled, looking directly at the camera. "OK boys, I imaging that this is what you've been waiting for. I'll make my decision about the punishment later today, and we'll record it tomorrow. Look for that video to be uploaded tomorrow night. And be sure to make your punishment recommendations to the site!"

Then Allison walked over to the camcorder and stopped the recording.

"Sorry, Julia," she said sincerely. "But you're only a smidge away from your target, and this is probably going to be great for our site traffic. You'll be back on track next week for sure."

"Arggh," was the best that Julia could muster. "You're actually going to post that video of me, aren't you?"

"Oh, most definitely," Allison replied, pulling the camera from the tripod. "But look at it this way, you're already more than five pounds thinner than when we started!"

Allison posted the video later that afternoon, and Julia couldn't help herself: she went to the site and viewed it from the privacy of her bedroom. It was mortifying. There she was, pudgy, naked, and wincing at her failure. And there with an arm around her was her fully clothed roommate, who was clearly enjoying this turn of events.

Julia wondered about the identities of the more than one hundred and fifty anonymous members who had now joined 'Naked Weigh-in'. And she fretted about the punishment that Allison might dream up. Reluctantly, she scrolled down the page, past dozens of videos of 'Vivian' prancing around in the buff, to see what were currently the fan favorite punishments. To her horror, 'anal sex with Tad' had taken over first place. 'blow job with Tad' was still second, and 'Naked waitress at a dinner party' was still third.

Julia ran to Allison's room.

"Allison, have you seen the list of recommendations on the site?" Allison looked up and shrugged. Julia continued, "I'm serious. I don't know about you, but I have never had anal sex, and I am not about to do it in public for the first time with a guy who I'm not presently talking to while a hundred and fifty perverted men watch!" Julia sputtered. "I know this is within the rules, but I'm telling you that I can't and I won't."

Allison replied coolly. "Julia, dear, I understand. And I think you have made two good points. First, it is within the rules, and second, you'd like to avoid taking that punishment. And as your friend and roommate, I'm prepared to dismiss the demands of our patient, generous customers, whom we have led on for so long. But, Julia, darling, as the holder of a contract with your signature and as the purveyor of this popular website, I need you to understand that if we bend the rules, they need to bend in both directions." She paused, and then delivered the punch line. "If you'll agree to do both the second and third punishments tomorrow, then I will take that first one off the table. But, listen Julia, I'm serious too. Say yes or no now. There will be no more negotiation."