Not yet

As they entered the arena a knight wearing shiny black armour road up to them on the biggest horse Mackenzie had ever seen.

“Aww Sir Willem how goes your travels today? Are you ready for your interview?” Asked the Joker as the knight approached them

“I travel well today good sir but we’ll have to do the interview swiftly, my match is next up.”

“Okay not a problem, we’ll do it right now!”

“Whaaa??” Gasped Mackenzie “I thought I was going to get my costume first!”

They all ignored her pleas as Pete set the camera on the tripod and got it set to record. A microphone was shoved into her hands as she was pushed in front of the camera.

“Okay Macky we’re on in 3... 2...1...”

*the red light turns on*

Once Mackenzie saw the red light turn on she knew she had ****, just do this interview and then she could find a costume.

“This is Mackenzie Fairburn reporting live from the English Nobles Festival! As you can see the weather is fantastic and this place is packed. Currently we’re standing in the arena waiting for the next joust. Before it begins I have the great pleasure to interview one of the contestants! So Mr. Black Knight what do you think your odds of winuuuuuh, what the?!” Mackenzies speech was interrupted as she started rising into the air. She felt her usually loose fitting flannel shirt become increasingly tight around her chest. Mackenzie had gotten too close to the Black Knights horse and it was now munching on her shirt. As she rose into the air poor Mackenzie started to slip out of her shirt, getting stripped by another animal on live TV!

Pete had done as he promised and had positioned the camera so only Macky’s top half would be in view. Unluckily for Mackenzie as she was lifted in her current state her shirt covered nothing below her belly button. Her head exited the camera frame as her panties entered. Everyone watching on tv was treated to a fantastic shot of her panty covered pussy. The stains from her earlier misadventure very clearly showed. The pink hearts and lace almost shining in the sunlight.

“Hey! Stop eating my shirt!” Cried Mackenzie followed by *pop* *pop* *pop* *pop* as one after another the snaps on her shirt all let go. Mackenzie slipped free off her shirt except for her wrists which became entangled in the ball of fabric. She was stuck with her arms above her head wearing only her bra and panties. Mackenzie looked at Pete hoping to be saved but he just twirled his finger indicating they were still rolling.

“Well it appears I’ve got myself into quite a predicament!” Mackenzie addressed the camera. “We’re going to take a quick breaaaAA!”

Mackenzies wrists finally slipped free of her shirt entirely and she fell towards the ground only to stop abruptly. As she fell her bra managed to get snagged on the Black Kights lance. Mackenzie, now hanging by her bra, looked at the camera and wanted to cry. She wanted to hide, to scream, to... masturbate!

“Uuuhhhhh, thanks for the catch sir knight!” Said Mackenzie lightheartedly. Trying not to seem to distressed she slowly raised the mic to her mouth.

“Well I’m going to ‘hang’ here for a while, everyone should come down and witness the joust for themselves!

Now back to you at the station!”

Mackenzie finished speaking as the clasp on her bra just couldn’t take it anymore and snapped, it went shooting off the redheads body into the growing crowd as she fell from the lance. Mackenzie landed on her hands and knees and looked up at camera as Pete pointed it down toward her. Her ass stuck in the air, breasts hanging down perfectly framed by her arms. Her rock hard nubs pointing toward the ground. A look of utter humiliation on her beautiful face.

*the red light shuts off*