Contractual Obligations

Dodger lends her likeness to a game, but overlooks a crucial part of the contract.

The game was called The Chronicles of Temora: Adventures in Ryvan. It was your fairly typical fantasy RPG, with turn-based combat. When Dodger heard the pitch, she thought it sounded great, so when the company that developed it, Super-Friggin-Awesome Games asked if they could base a character on her, she readily agreed.

The character was a Forest Nymph simply named 'Dodger.' The character had exceptionally high dexterity, but was very poor in all its other stats. Dodger's character also had the special ability to transform into a fox for a short amount of time; this helped with thievery and evading traps. The other unique thing about Dodger the Forest Nymph was that she never wore any clothes, and could not equip any armour at all. Instead, the character had a permanent effect called "Nature's Caress" which gave her a permanent ward, which reduced all incoming damage by 80%. Dodger the Forest Nymph, according to the game's lore had grown up in a female-only society in the woods, so her nudity was not a concern to her, and she loved feeling the caress of the wind on her bare body and the grass under her feet.

The game was now complete and was preparing to be launched at GamesCom. Dodger was due to be there as a spokesperson for the game and to do some press. It was nothing she hadn't done a million times before. She would play some of the game live on stage, take some photos with fans, sign some autographs and try to sell people some merchandise for the game. Or so she thought.

This event would not be like any other she had done, as she soon found out.

One of the PR people from the company approached her about half an hour before she was due on stage, while she was getting ready. "Hello Miss Lawson, are you ready to get out there?" He asked.
"Almost," Dodger replied, applying her lipstick carefully.
"Errm..." The man said, unsure of how to continue. He paused for a minute and then decided to just break the news to her quickly. "Miss Lawson, we've just had a strange request come in from the Marketing department. Well, I say request, but really, you don't have a choice. They say that you can't be clothed when you go on stage."
Dodger was shocked. "What do you mean I can't be clothed?" She demanded.
"Well," the man said, "Your character is the face of the game and is already a fan-favourite, they want you to represent her as closely as possible. In order for that to happen, you need to be naked."
"Well, that's not going to happen," said Dodger firmly, shocked that anyone would even ask such a thing.
"They said you might say that." The PR guy replied. "They also said to show you this." He held out a big stack of papers that had been stapled together. Two lines were highlighted. Dodger recognized it as the contract she had signed. "These lines here that have been highlighted, state that you will do your utmost to represent the character of Dodger. The legal team assures me that if you don't do this, you will be in breach of contract and will be sued for damages in the amount of $150 million."

Dodger couldn't believe it. This couldn't be happening...and yet...it was. There was her signature, at the bottom of the page. She had agreed to it. She couldn't afford to fight this in court. Shuddering with humiliation and nervousness at what she was being asked to do, she double checked "So they want me to go out there, in front of all those people completely naked?" She asked the PR guy.
"Not totally," he said. "They want you to wear these prosthetics on your ears to make you look more like a pointy-eared Forest Nymph. They also want you to wear this, and these," he said, handing her a furry fox tail and some furry fox ears that clipped into her hair. Dodger saw that the fox tail was attached to a butt-plug. She was supposed to wear this on stage? It seemed like some cruel joke.
"Can I have a moment to think about this? " Dodger asked, in a quiet voice.
"Sure, but not much more than that." The guy replied. "I suggest you get all that stuff on quickly, you're due on stage in twelve minutes. I'll be back to collect you in ten."

As Dodger stripped off, she heard the noise of the crowd outside, and shuddered again. She had been told that nearly 90,000 people had come to see the launch of the game. If she went through with this, all of those people would see her naked. Some dark, unspoken part of her loved the idea, found it thrilling to be naked and humiliated in a room full of strangers. It was a part of her that she tried to ignore, she told herself that she would never do it, it would be too humiliating. She was a strong, intelligent, independent woman who had made her own way in the world, she didn't need to let herself be degraded like this. Her wet pussy and the blood rushing to her cheeks told a different story, however. A part of her found the idea titillating. As the clock ticked down, Dodger stood there, butt-naked, thoughts racing. Was she really going to do this? It was in her contract, but surely there would be a way around that, something she could do instead.

Six minutes until Dodger was due to be on stage, she had to make a decision. Was she going to do this, or try to find some way out?