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Chapter 12 by Caramel_Cream Caramel_Cream

How does the next one-on-one game go?

Consistent and constant losses

"Let's play checkers!" she exclaimed, rummaging through a stack of board games. Mackenzie wasn't sure how to feel as it wasn't exactly the most challenging game in the world; it certainly wasn't chess which she had always found difficult. But at least with this game, Mackenzie thought she had a fair chance of winning.

The two girls took opposite sides of a table, while Melissa set up the board. This gave the people around them time to move closer and watch them play, with Mackenzie feeling quite uncomfortable due to her nude state.

The checkers match ended more quickly than anticipated. Mackenzie made her moves fairly quickly whereas Melissa took her time when deciding on her next move, giving Mackenzie plenty of opportunity to sit there exposed and embarrassed. Unfortunately for Mackenzie, Melissa's slow but well-thought-out moves won the day: The blonde girl cheerfully grabbed the redhead's sweatpants from a nearby pile in victory.

"Okay, my turn now," Marianne said sympathetically, looking at her friend's naked form. "How about another round of billiards?"

Mackenzie sighed in relief, she was glad Marianne was taking it easy on her, at the very least, both she and Willow were the only two to object to this stupid parade of humiliation, so maybe she was willing to throw the game in her favor.

Mackenzie turned out to be wrong.

Mackenzie couldn't tell if Marianne had taken it easy on her, as she was profoundly flustered at that point, every shot was compromised due to her shot nerves and shaky hands, something Marianne had no trouble with, meaning that despite her pitying look at the naked Redhead, Marianne had trounced Mackenzie in this game.

And to make matters worse, the view Mackenzie was giving the crowd was unparalleled, she'd given them plenty of fodder to see (and record) her most intimate parts from every imaginable angle, and all without any clothes for Mackenzie to show.

"I guess I'm up next." Christina, a tall brunette from the opposing team, said. "Are you okay with pool?"

Mackenzie was not, but she felt like she did not have the right to complain, not at this stage.

Her best hope was to eke out a win here and maybe find some cover to salvage her modesty.

Does Mackenzie win any games left?

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