Option 3: Crawl like a dog

"I'll... I'll crawl like a dog," you say nervously. "At least then... well, there's not going to be any upside, but I want to show you how loyal I am."

"Good. So obedient, so submissive... so pathetic," Saoirse grins. "God, I'm sure I'm falling in love with you, you're my prettiest thing."

You blush hard at the sound of that, your fears and nerves of going out on stage vanishing. You just want to impress her, to show her how weak you are beneath her.

"Now, get on stage, gorgeous," she grins at you.

You nod, heading to the stage. A cute blonde with a headset stands by the curtain, coordinating the fashion models as they head up and down. She waves for you to stop for a moment as the last model comes through, before they nod at you, and you're left to step forward. As you drop to your knees and take up a crawling position, she stares at you with a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.

"Are... are you OK?"

"Um... Saoirse wanted me to do it like this. To... parody the idea that women should be subservient," you mutter out.

"Jesus," the girl says. "Saoirse must have some serious dirt on you. Well, get out there, I guess."

You crawl forward, pushing past the red stage curtains with your head, as suddenly you're hit with a cool breath of air. You freeze up entirely for a moment, a thousand eyes staring at you. Somewhere, you hear Kerri and Ashley's voice urging you to move, and you realize how long you've been standing there.

"Go! Crawl, Jacqueline!"

Finally, you move forward, crawling on your hands and knees, as you see the flashes of cameras, grabbing you in your moment of vulnerability. The audience seems shocked at what you're doing, and you try to avoid their gaze as you're just embarrassed. With you having to crawl like this, it's impossible to cover up. You're well aware that they're staring through the blouse, seeing your perk, erect nipples that so easily poke through the thin material, seeing your slutty little ass sway beneath the pink material and seeing your nestle of pubes leading down to what they can only assume if your pussy, but is secretly your tucked away cock.

"I can see straight through her dress! It's like she's not wearing anything at all!"

"Who is that whore? I don't recognize her!"

"Is she crawling like a dog? How embarrassing!"

"This is pathetic! Who let this happen! Poor girl!"

"God, I'd love to pull on those nipples and make the little whore moan!"

You keep your head down, trying to hide your face from view, trying to save yourself at least some dignity, as you soon reach the end of the stage.