I have a story that happened to me a few years ago. I'll try to be as detailed as possible, so sorry if it's a bit dense.
I LOVE the idea of strip games but I feel like I'm never around for them and I'm way too shy to initiate them. But I do have one story from when I played soccer for a local league/club (team). It was a very rural area so the teams were a little spread out. One of the teams in a town like an hour outside of the city has their own little bar that they operate/open for games and events and such. It's not a real bar, it's just an old rundown bungalow just off the highway that the team owns. The first time I ever went there I ended up falling into a little trap they have and found myself fully naked in front of everyone; my team, their team and both of the men's teams. Most clubs in the league have men's and women's teams and they usually organize the games to minimize travel, so both men's and women's teams will play on the same field for out of town games so the whole club can travel together.
So after the games we all went straight to the other teams 'tavern' which again is just an emptied out bungalow with a bar and a smattering of mismatched chairs, couches, tables, etc... At the bar they have a big ass bell (the trap). When I ordered my first drink one of the guys on our men's team was there and he said "hey Jen ring the bell!" I distinctly remember the bartender shake his head slightly and gave me a quick look like "Don't do it" but it was too subtle a warning for me to consider what he was trying to tell me. I assumed the bell was just going to be like a 'ring the bell and everyone takes a drink' social thing so I ignored his warning and grabbed the string and rang the bell as hard as I could.
The noise from the bell overwhelmed everyone's conversations and everyone cheered and laughed and nobody drank so I instantly knew something was up. People started to yell things like "that was fast" and "who rang the bell!?". Some of the other girls on my team we're like "oh no Jen!" The rule for the bell is whoever rings it either has to buy a round of drinks for everyone in the bar or strip completely naked, chug a beer and run around the outside of the building. I was so embarrassed and my initial instincts were to get out of it somehow. I did a quick mental headcount and there were at least 40+ people crammed into the place so buying everyone a drink was out of the question. Before I could argue everyone was chanting "take it off" with only a few girls trying to rescue me from the situation. There was so much pressure and I didn't want to look like a wet blanket so in front of all those people so I undressed. I was still in my soccer uniform so it only took a few seconds. We get undressed down to our underwear all the time when changing on the soccer field so it was pretty obvious naked meant NAKED so I didn't slow down, I took it all off like a band-aid. It was by far the strangest naked moment of my life because not only was it a mixed gender group but people of all different ages; older players, retired players who came to hang out, coaches, friends of the team etc... I've been naked in front of clothed people multiple times in my life but it's usually more low-key, less people and everyone wasn't so focused on me.
People cheered and gawked and it was actually really fun. I was super embarrassed, I could hear people saying "she's turning red like a (whatever)". Once I was naked I embraced it as much as I could. I resisted the overwhelming urge to cover myself up and I turned around so people could see my bum. I figured if people got what they wanted it would be over faster! The bartender looked super apologetic as he handed me a full pint and people started singing a drinking song ("why was she born so beautiful why was she born at all" if anyone knows the shanty). I'm very bad at drinking quickly so it took me an embarrassingly long time to finish the drink, probably close to a full minute with everyone's eyes on my naked body. To speed things up I let as much foam and beer as I thought I could get away with spill out of my mouth and down my chest and I even remember some foam sliding down my crotch. Maybe it was even sexy, it felt sexy. I don't know. But I heard someone say "shes spilling too much she has to drink another one" so I stopped letting it spill out.
After I was done chugging people were yelling "run! run!" so I just ran out the door as fast as I could. It was still light out and we were literally right next to the highway so there were a few cars driving by. What really threw me off though was as soon as I stepped out there were a few people still arriving and they looked pretty stunned before wooing and cheering. I ran around the outside of the building and nobody was following me so it was just a fun liberating 'free' feeling
I love being naked outside and because I ware barefoot and the area around the house was overgrown it was more of a fast walk than a run. When I got back inside most people had resumed regular activity but there was a gang of mostly guys waiting for me at the entrance and clapping. Of course they did a little joke were they hid my clothes but it was more just a joke than trying to keep me naked, it was a very respectful group. I did intentionally take my time getting dressed though. I asked for a wet cloth to wipe the beer that I had let spill on myself and I think the guys really enjoyed that part of the show. Overall I almost wish I had more of an excuse to have stayed naked, or that other people had been naked with me and I could have gotten more 'comfortable' with the whole situation. Oh well.