No

Daffney’s mind raced. The sheer humiliation inflicted upon her was beyond her comprehension. Yet here she was, like some bimbo from a cheap independent movie. She couldn’t go down like this. After everything she’d been through, she couldn’t go meekly.

Daffney’s first instinct was to keep her arms clamped across her chest. Her tits were nothing to brag about, but that didn’t mean she wanted anyone else to see them. She looked into Yana’s sharkish expression and realised she didn’t have a choice. If she shrank away, it would only get much worse.

Yana came for her, trying to grab her arms and expose her. She dodged away, attempting to make a run for it. Daffney made it no more than a step when Yana seized the back of her panties.

This time her lacy green panties came away, exposing the entirety of her ass. Daffney pulled away for a microsecond, but Yana had left the panties half way down her ass.

Trying to shove the feeling of her last item of clothing nearly coming down, she turned and lashed out at Yana.

The move caught Yana off-guard. Too late. Daffney grabbed the front of her bra and with her last remaining ounce of strength pulled the black bra towards her. The entire bra came apart. Daffney stumbled backwards with the remains of Yana’s bra in her hands.

For a second, Yana was dumbstruck. Her large tits were on display, the wide nipples standing to attention in the cold. The smirk had been wiped off her face and she let out the loudest scream of the afternoon. A scream so loud it could wake the dead.

Daffney had seen everything long before Yana could cover herself. Her urge to brag, her urge to pull her panties up, were dwarfed by her desire to win. She leapt forward, refusing to give Yana a second to regroup. She seized the purple panties and dragged them down to Yana’s ankles. Her shaved pussy was now on show.

Yana didn’t know where to put her hands. They flip flopped between her tits and her pussy. But it was too late to stop Daffney from ripping the panties off her ankles.

Yana stumbled and fell to the ground. In an instant, the tables had turned. Now she was the one lying naked in the parking lot. Now she was the one at the mercy of her archenemy.

Daffney had won.