No such luck! Dark Pit's arrival begins the handicap match

Palutena couldn't escape the feeling she was being asked to play charades or some sort of guessing game. "A-Are you saying... Do you have special clothes that can't be destroyed somehow? I mean, Smash is supposed to have an E rating, right? So maybe there are clothes like that somewhere?" the goddess questioned desperately. When the two shook their heads again, she sobbed loudly. "Rrr! I need my own goddess to give me Palutena's Hints! What are you two planning?!"

"Hah!" A smug laugh suddenly broke through the sounds of Palutena's complaining and the running-fountain water in the backdrop, as a black-winged angel approached from out past the narrow stage and then landed on the other side of it. "This is pretty rich. Aren't goddesses supposed to know everything? It's pretty pathetic to see you asking some exercise guru and a little kid for tips. But then again... I hear you're on a pretty rough losing streak lately," Pit's evil doppelganger quipped, raising both hands behind his head in a lackadaisical gesture while smirking. It was clear that he had less than zero sympathy for Palutena's predicament as of late.

"I don't appreciate the commentary," Palutena sighed, abandoning her plan to strategize before the battle with her teammates. She could practically hear the countdown reaching "GO" already. "So what kind of handicap did they give you to make up for the three on one?"

The black-robed boy brought his hands down and regained an uncaring, neutral stance. "You didn't get to hear, huh? This handicap match starts all of you out at 150% against me at 0%. One uppercut ought to be enough to knock you light-weights off the stage."

"So cocky! What an annoying character," Palutena cursed to herself. These rules didn't seem fair, but they weren't unmanageable. Plus, if they already started at 150%, then it stood to reason there wasn't much worry about the slow, embarrassing **** of being stripped naked in a battle, right? It would just be a matter of one blow leading to an instant explosion outside the stage. At the very least, this nightmare wouldn't last long.

The countdown began as she and her team took their stances: her across from Dark Pit, the Inkling on the platform above, and the squid-kid up top.

3
2
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GO!

Palutena had once again failed to account for how the new rules of the tournament might manifest themselves. Of course, 150% damage didn't mean just increased momentum; it also meant that her blue dress and undergarments were instantly shredded leaving her model-like, literally divine body entirely bare. As her breasts bounced free from the fabric and the tatters piled around her feet, she arched her eyebrows and folded her wings around arms over her breasts and her naked slit. "W-Wait! This isn't fair at all! What kind of rules are these?!" she complained, while Dark Pit watched closely, as much for the sake of meanness as from the horniness of a young angel.

Outfit count: 3/8

To make matters even stranger, her allies didn't seem nearly so affected! Wii-Fit Trainer was still dressed the same as always and the Squid-Kid also wore a sort of a pink, sporty top and gym-short combo, even with the rest of her clothes gone. Both were still perfectly decent and ready for a workout! Why was the the only one naked?!

With quivering legs, Palutena managed to leap out of the way of her opponent's initial uppercut to rejoin the Inkling above. As she arrived, the smaller girl spread her arms wide with a resolute expression, seemingly pantomiming what Palutena needed to do. "Y-You... You want me to uncover myself!? I can't!"

By way of demonstration, the Inkling moved behind her ally, then began to splat her naked bottom with pink goo from her gun. Finally, it began to make sense... The other two really were naked! They'd understood that this contest would mean getting naked, so they'd prepared with body-paint imitating skin-tight workout clothes. Maybe painted that way, it'd be a little less embarrassing after all?

Palutena spread her arms, and allowed the Inkling to coat her, until finally, she looked as though she was wearing more of a pink, skintight motorcyclist's suit than workout gear. She looked herself over and blushed furiously. Was this any less embarrassing? The shape of her breasts and even her nipples was still pretty clear this way... if Dark Pit looked up and saw her now, he might even see the outline of her womanhood. Would the pink ink make that any less shameful? Even a casual viewer could note how her bottom and her tits were jiggling in these makeshift clothes...

"Have pride in your body!" Wii Fit-Trainer advised as she descended from the top platform. Up close, Palutena could tell the trainer was just as naked as she was... the outline of her nipples stood out against what had originally looked like a blue sports top. "Our workout has only just begun." The way the girl was so unconcerned about her own nakedness had the goddess wondering if maybe her ally was an exhibitionist like Bayonetta...

Palutena whimpered in embarrassment, but nodded all the same, clutching both hands back around her free-floating staff. It was three against one... Even starting at 150%, the three could get off a nice juggle against him and even up the odds in no-time! No enemy could hope to survive a three-on-one onslaught!