Hawk is gone

Valerie felt stickiness between her legs, as thick liquid dribbled down her thigh. She shook herself awake, sitting up. Memories of what had happened began flooding in, and she realized her bra and panties were gone. Except for her fishnet stockings, she was naked.

Her communicator cackled. It was Hawk. "Here's Anya's location", he said, giving her the coordinates for the final ambush. Before Valerie could say anything, he cut off the line.

Valerie decided to leave Hawk for later. His 'interruption' had made the contest into a sudden **** - her stockings versus Anya's panties. Whoever got shot next would be completely naked, and thus lose. Valerie was determined to have it not be her.

Thanks to Hawk's tip, she tracked down Anya fairly easily. For the final time, she popped out from behind, hitting Anya right on her right ass cheek.

She almost collapsed in relief. She had won.

Anya turned around to face her. "Where are your bra and panties?", she said, genuine confusion on her face.

Valerie almost let out a visible yelp of embarrassment, covering herself with her hands. "None of your business.", she replied as she struggled to contain her breasts with one hand while another cupped her pussy. She prayed Anya hadn't noticed the cum dribbling out of her.

"Suit yourself.", said Anya, taking off her shoes and panties, standing completely naked in front of her. She took her lighter, setting her own garment on fire. "You've won. Now it's time for the debriefing."

"D-debriefing?", asked Valerie, confused. She had hoped to find something to wear and run back to her car before anyone could see her. She hadn't considered what would happen after the contest.