Emily Dyer(Doctor)

-Emily’s Perspective-

Emily stood inside the small cathedral of the Red Church. Emily took a look at her hand of cards, her current total at 13. Blackjack wasn't as popular as some of the hunters other games, but Emily felt confident in her hand to get through and win the game. As the last round had just ended, it was time for the dealer to lay out the next round. The ripper appeared before Emily and moved a deck of cards in his non-bladed hand. Selecting a card, the ripper dealt Emily a card, and she picked it up to read it. +10. Emily panicked. “That makes my new total 23!” Emily realized. The ripper put the deck back in his suit pocket and began to turn away. “Wait don’t go!” Emily called after him. “This card is too big! Can’t I have a smaller number.” The dealer stopped and looked at Emily with his hollow empty eyes. After a moment, he extended his bladed fingers out to Emily. “Thank you!” Emily said as she handed back the card and placed it in his outstretched hand. -10. The dealer stood and waited, peering down at Emily. “Can I have a new card now?” Emily asked the dealer. “Payment.” Was all the dealer said. Emily froze. Did he mean money? Emily didn’t have any money. “I have chips. Will that work?” Emily asked. The dealer shook his head. Emily felt in her pockets, searching more frantically. In her haste, Emily’s hat slipped forward and fell off her head into the dealer’s hand. He peered at it and simply said. “More.” Emily stood puzzled. Apparently the hat worked, but wasn’t quite sufficient for the cost of rule breaking. After considering this newest development, Emily slid off her gloves and placed them in his hand. When the dealer didn’t move, Emily unbuckled her belt and put it along with her small bag in his hand. The dealer retracted his hand, bringing his small collection up, while his other hand pulled out a new card which he presented to Emily. +1. “Thank you!” Emily waved as the dealer vanished into smoke, taking her belongings with him. The round began, and Emily ran about evading capture. It wasn’t too difficult for Emily, and the round soon came to a close. Emily stood now in the front reception in front of the main church. The dealer once again appeared before Emily, a new card in hand. With a quick flick of the wrist, the dealer tossed the card to Emily, who caught it in mid air. +8. Emily looked at the card, and panic slowly filled her yet again. That brings her total to 22, and if she isn’t fast enough, she’ll be out before next round. “Dealer! Can we trade again!” Emily asked. Emily raised her hands up holding the new card in trembling fingers. The dealer looked down with his blank hollow gaze, and outstretched a hand once again. Emily looked around, frantically looking for something to give. With a moment of realization, Emily knelt down and pulled off her shoes, placing them in his hand. The dealer didn’t move. Emily pulled off her socks and leggings, dropping them in a neat pile atop her shoes. The dealer didn’t move. Emily began to get more flustered. “I don’t have anything else I can give you. Can I use chips instead?” Emily asked The dealer just stood looking at her for a moment before pointing at her. “What is it you want? Just take it and give me a better card!” Emily told him as she stomped a foot into the ground. Before Emily could react, the dealer reached out and moved his scissor like fingers down to the hem of her dress. “Hey! Wh-what are you doing?!?!” Emily yelled. The dealer’s regular hand picked Emily up by her collar as his bladed hand moved up the front of her dress. Snip snip snip snip. The blades made short work of the buttons and seams, making the front of Emily’s dress slide right open. The other hand still on the collar lifted, the now exposed Emily sliding down and out of her newly opened dress. Emily fell out of her dress, landing on her butt in the soil. All she had on underneath her warm dress was a matching pair of clean light blue Bra and panties. The bra was held in the middle with a front clasp, designed with a pink bow. Similar bows were on her panties on both of her hips. Emily curled up and covered the top of her breasts with her hands as a card landed on the ground next to her. +1. Before Emily could protest any further, the dealer vanished into thin air, taking the tattered remains of her dress with him. Emily sat on the ground for a few moments too stunned and embarrassed to even react. She was helpless as he effortlessly picked her up and stripped her half naked. Remembering her predicament, Emily’s face burnt a bright red and she tightened the grip around her breasts. “Jerk!!!” Emily shouted.

-The final round-

Emily shivered, huddled in a cold locker. She wouldn’t be caught dead like this in front of the other players and had shut herself up in their to wait out the round. The penultimate round came to a close, three of the other four players were eliminated at the same time, the dealer taking their souls. Emily emerged from her hiding spot and stood covering herself in front of the dealer. With the same blank look as before, the dealer flicked a card across to Emily. Her heart pounded against her chest. She felt heat and panic writhe throughout her exposed body, anticipating the dealer’s choice in card. Wincing in anticipation, Emily turned over her card to see what she had been dealt. +6. “That’s a blackjack!” Emily gasped in surprise. She had expected another unfair hand in which she would have to pay to get out of. Without any other questions the dealer vanished into thing air yet again. The round beginning as Emily’s heartbeat started to race faster than before. “I just have to outlast the hunter.” Emily thought to herself. Emily races around the side of the map to a small patch of ruins that lay west of the reception area. The walls were cracked and looked ready to collapse at any moment. Emily was looking at the walls and considering her options when the fragile wall in front of her suddenly burst and fell forward on her. “AAAHHHHH!” Emily shrieked, kneeling down and covering herself for the impact. As the dust settled, Emily stood and got to her feet, rising from the fragments of edged rocks and dust. Overall, she felt fine no major cuts or bruises. Emily looked down and felt herself to get an idea on her current state. Her underwear was thankfully still on and in one piece so to speak. A rock seemed to have grazed the back of her panties, fraying the waistband and bottoms ever so slightly. Her bra was dusty but okay, the tops of her B cup breasts caked in dust. Emily didn’t have too much time to think as the hunter had caught up and wasn’t exactly keen on losing the game to a half naked doctor. The hunter was the hulking He’ll Ember, standing over Emily like the symbol of fear itself. Scrambling, Emily scurried our of the way as the hunter’s large shark club swept over the spit she stood a moment before. Emily dashed out of the questionable walled area of the ruins to a small walled area, the exit blocked by a single dropped pallet. “No time to go around.” Emily muttered and she climbed onto the rickety wooden pallet. Emily rolled across the old pallet, feeling a whoosh behind her as the hunter narrowly missed yet again. Emily rolled over the pallet quickly without much trouble, only being slowed by what felt like a small snag as she crossed. Without looking back, Emily sprinted North to get some distance between herself and the hunter. “Just have to outlast them.” Emily thought as she sprinted. Emily weaved in and out of the small rocky walls and outcroppings, trying to lose the hunter and confuse them. Emily felt almost weighed down, but she figured she was just imagining it and was panicking. Emily looked back but didn’t see the hunter. Before she could turn forward, Emily’s legs were caught and she promptly tripped and fell. “What the-“ Emily grumbled as she sat up. She looked and saw a series of threads all around her, coiling enough at this spot that she tripped on it. “Where did this thread come from?” Emily wondered before something horrible dawned on her. Her legs did feel a little breezy. Slowly Emily looked down at the tatters that remained of her Panties. Half of them had unraveled, snagged on the pallet and had startled to break apart and reveal what lay underneath. Most of Emily’s butt could be seen through the tattered rags, one lip of her shaved vagina peeked out of the front of her panties. The bottoms were barely held together, which held them the her legs. “KYYAAAS!!!” Emily screamed standing up suddenly. SNAP! Standing suddenly the pantie bottoms burst apart and the front and back flipped open. The remnants of the panties now offered the same coverage of a tiny mini skirt that was in tattered and nearly see through. While Emily was stunned at this new wardrobe change, she felt a tug and the threads started to unravel faster. Emily looked up and saw the hunter with a fistful of threads, pulling rapidly with inhuman strength. Another tug and Emily slipped and fell on the ground, slowly getting pulled towards the hunter as the panties became less and less on her waist. SNAP! The waistband finally gave and the panties flew off of Emily into the hunters hands. Emily lay dazed and dizzy flat on the ground. Emily was essentially spread eagle face up, her vagina now fully exposed, and contained breasts still jiggling from the sudden movement. The hunter stepped forward and picked Emily up by her bra. Emily rose into the air, her breasts getting some air as the cups were pulled away from them. SNAP! The feeble strength the bra had gave out and Emily slid out, falling back to the ground. Emily lay petrified and dizzy, her breasts finally bouncing free on her exposed chest. As the hunter reached for Emily again, he suddenly stopped. The round was over. The dealer suddenly appeared again, snapping his fingers. In agony the hunter rose, their soul claimed by the dealer. Emily slowly stood, too dazed to even cover herself. The dealer turned and gave them their ticket to return to the manor. Emily was shaken and grabbed it without thinking. With a whoosh, Emily was instantly transported back to the manor, appearing in the main hall. Emily froze as everyone was gathered there to congratulate the winner. “SURPRISE!!!” Everyone shouted, as Emily screamed and attempted to cover herself. Cameras flashed and took in the exposed doctor as everyone laughed and cheered. “Good job Doc! I hope you win more often!” One voice rang out. “Time for your feast!” The crowd surged and picked up Emily carrying her to the dining room. “P-p-please let me get changed first!” Emily prostrated, feebly trying time cover herself. Her cries remained unheard as she was put up on a chair in front of everyone for a meal. To ensure she didn’t leave the feast early, they brought in a rocket chair to tie her in. Everyone ate and cheered, and made sure to get enough pictures to remember this night forever.