Make it a strip game

"How about this?" you suggest. "We could make it a strip game. Every time one team scores a goal, the other team loses a piece of their uniform."

"That's a great idea. You okay with that, Simone?"

"Maybe we could just embarrass my opponents! That sounds really fun! What do you think, guys?"

"Sure, we'll embarrass them. If you can beat them." You grin. "Otherwise you'll be playing without pants."

"I guess that's the best deal we're going to get."

Simone and her team bounce out into the middle of the arena, and soon a game of powerball is in progress. The ball zips up and down the court, almost too fast for you to follow. Gorgeous girls in tight-fitting uniforms sprint after it, jostling each other out of the way. It's not long before a cute, tomboyish elf on the opposing team lands a solid kick on the ball and sends it soaring across the arena into Simone's goal.

"Oh, come on!"

"Bad luck, girls." Raider snaps his fingers. The boys in the audience cheer as seven pairs of black shorts are yanked down around seven pairs of shapely ankles, exposing seven different-coloured pairs of panties and leaving seven red-faced powerball players standing on the court with their pants down. The other team points and laughs as Simone, blushing, reluctantly kicks her shorts off and sends them flying into the stands.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen," you announce into a convenient microphone. "Looks like Simone's team lost the first round. And a bit of their dignity as well. They're going to be playing the rest of the game with no pants on, folks. Will they be able to settle the score? Or is it all over for our girls?"

Simone squares up against the tomboyish elf, who seems to be the other team's leader. She's doing her best to look tough, though it's hard when your underwear's on display and all the boys in the crowd are whistling and shouting your name. The elf smirks as she prepares for the kick-off, clearly enjoying her foe's discomfort.

"Play ball!"