Have Isadora spank them

Raider sits Isadora down in a chair in front of the WAR booth, still wearing only her plain white underwear. As soon as he lets her go, she gets up and tries to run away. You grab her by the upper arm and guide her back to the chair.

"Here's the deal," you explain. "Do as you're told, and we won't take off your underwear. Try to wriggle out of it, and you'll end up naked. Sound good?"

"I'll never take orders from you, you fiend! Traitor to your own gender! Why, I've half a mind to..."

"Raider, Isadora wants you to take her panties off."

"Wait. I... perhaps we can make a deal?"

"Sure!" you say, as Raider grabs Nat and tosses her into Isadora's lap. There's a lot of wiggling and squirming, but eventually you get her where you want her - bent over with her face down and her bottom raised sky-high. You take Isadora's hand and place it in the small of Nat's back.

She looks at you in confusion. "What is this?"

"I think you know."

"Surely, you can't expect me to..."

"That's exactly what I expect you to do."

"But... to another girl? I couldn't possibly..."

The WAR girls are standing around looking nervous, each hoping one of the others will be the first one to step in and intervene. Nat tries to wriggle away, but Isadora instinctively holds her down. She looks down at the slender, struggling, pink-haired girl thrown over her lap, her pert skirt-clad butt raised temptingly into the air.

"Well," she says, slowly, "I suppose I have ****."

"Don't just stand there, you idiots!" yells Nat. "Come over here and rescue me!" The commotion is drawing a few more students to the WAR booth. They watch with interest as Isadora slides a hand under Nat's skirt and lifts it up around her hips, exposing high-cut pink panties that show a lot of her toned thighs. The girl squeals as Isadora gives her a hesitant tap on her rounded left buttock.

"Harder than that," you say, encouragingly. "We've still got all these other girls to get through."