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Alexia's heart pounded in her chest as she stared at Roxy, her mind racing with the implications of her choice. The crowd's murmurs grew louder, their anticipation palpable in the charged air of the convention hall.

Alexia's hands trembled as she reached beneath her flowing blonde wig, her fingers brushing against the delicate lace of her panties. The crowd's anticipation was palpable, their collective breath held as they awaited her decision. With a deep, shaky breath, she hooked her thumbs under the waistband and slowly began to pull them down. The lace slid down her thighs, revealing the soft, pale skin beneath. She paused for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, before continuing her descent. The panties reached her knees, then her ankles, and finally, she stepped out of them, leaving them pooled on the floor beside her.

The cool air of the convention hall caressed Alexia's exposed lower half, sending shivers down her spine. The crowd's murmurs grew louder, their excitement reaching a fever pitch as they ogled the nearly naked Princess Peach.

Roxy's eyes gleamed with wicked delight as she drank in the sight of Alexia's **** form. "Very good, pet," she purred, her voice dripping with sadistic glee. "You've made the right choice. I think the crowd would very much enjoy seeing your pussy and ass."

With a sharp tug on the leash, Roxy pulled Alexia closer, the leather of the collar creaking softly against her skin. The crowd's murmurs grew to a fever pitch of anticipation as Roxy positioned Alexia's body, pressing her thighs apart until her legs trembled with the effort.

"Show them your pussy, pet," Roxy commanded, her voice low and husky. "Let them see what a good little Princess you can be."

Alexia shivered as she felt the cool air on her exposed skin, her cheeks burning with a mix of shame and humiliation. The crowd's murmurs grew louder, their excited chatter echoing through the convention hall. She could feel their eyes on her, drinking in every inch of her **** flesh.