Candy rips Isabel's bottoms off entirely, leaving her naked

(chapter originally by Bluefish at writing.com)

"Oh really? What's that?" asked Megan, eyes glimmering with anticipation. Neither of them were even bothering to address Isabel now.

"Well, here's a great little trick," said Candy. "When you've got them like this, you just get a really good hold of their underwear or whatever, then once you've got it stretched out as far as it can go, you just give it one of...these!" With a mighty yank, she reared back. Isabel let out a high-pitched shriek as the taut material of her bottoms cut even further into her most sensitive parts - but only for a split second, because then there was a rip that sounded as loud as a gunshot, and the pressure was gone as quickly as it had come.

Gales of laughter erupted from the crowd, and Candy danced around into Isabel's field of vision, her almost waist-length red hair bouncing. In her hand was Isabel's bottoms. She had pulled so hard, they'd been ripped right off her body.

Megan had both of her hands pressed to her mouth, her shoulders shaking with laughter. With her wrists now unrestrained, Isabel shrank back and did her best to cover what was left of her modesty with her hands, wrapping an arm around her nipples and cupping her crotch. She was acutely aware that her entire rear was exposed to the people behind her. "I - I can't believe you, Megan!"

"Believe it, Isabel!" Megan and Candy were now circling Isabel, forcing her to constantly pivot on the spot for fear of letting either one of them out of her sight - and making it so that every single one of the onlookers got a good look at her ass. "Now we're really even. You're naked, just like I was."

Isabel still wanted to point out that what she had done to Megan was nowhere near as bad as what the two of them were doing to her, but it no longer seemed wise to do so. "L-look, just let me go, okay? You got your ****, just give me some clothes and you'll never see me again."