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Chapter 22 by Nathaniel Keam Nathaniel Keam

Is Someone About to Lose their Bra?

No

Daffney desperately tried to dip her shoulder away to throw Amelia off. Her opponent saw it coming and went to work on the other shoulder. She ripped it down the curve of her shoulder and suddenly Daffney was trying to fix what was now a strapless bra. One almighty tear and she would be topless in the middle of the parking lot.

Her hands were trapped trying to defend her bra all at the same time. Amelia ground her body between herself and the car. To her surprise, Amelia moved straight for the silver button on her jeans. It came undone immediately as she dug her fingers in.

Daffney's breath caught in her throat like someone had dumped freezing cold water over her. Now she was defending two items of clothing. She had to do something and fast. Using some of her remaining reserves of strength, she launched herself into Amelia. The move staggered her, but she was back on her immediately.

Daffney dove for her waist in an attempt to tackle her. Amelia threw her off and she landed on the ground hard. Now on her belly, she could feel the imposing figure of Amelia looming over. Once again, she squirmed away. Like before, Amelia managed to catch her by the ankles. This time she managed to grasp her by both ankles. Her kicking was useless.

"Where you going, Daffney?" Amelia laughed. "You're not getting away from me this time."

Then a gift from the gods presented itself. Almost within reach was the belt Yana had removed from her earlier. Daffney scratched and clawed, the pads of her fingers brushing the leather. One last leap and she managed to seize it. Daffney allowed herself to be turned over and swung the belt in a wide arc.

Amelia screamed in pain as the end of the belt slapped against her bare skin. Her taller opponent immediately released her ankles and wobbled away. Daffney wasted no time in quickly repairing the bra straps before going back on the attack. She didn't have what it took to defend herself against Amelia much longer.

She sized up Amelia, who was still holding her smarting cheek, and went for her clothes.

Is Someone About to Get Stripped?

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