The Tank Top.

Mia crouched low, pressed against the shadows, wolf-ears twitching as her heartbeat thundered. Lena was moving, her tank top taut over her chest, sheer leggings outlining every curve, every motion feeding the predator within Mia.

The model’s teasing voice curled around her, deliberate and cruel. “Run, little red. One misstep, and her tank top will be mine… or yours to claim.”

Mia grinned, anticipation curling through her. The rabbit was exposed, ****, ripe for capture — her reward nearly within reach. She crouched lower, ready to spring, muscles coiled. The cool air against her own partially exposed torso made her pulse quicken; the thrill of the hunt, the chase, and the teasing from the model wrapped tight around her nerves.

Lena lunged forward, hand brushing the red ribbon, moving with **** speed. Mia launched from the shadows, silent and precise, her sports bra clinging, leggings tight over toned legs, wolf instincts sharpening.

The model’s laughter echoed behind them, guiding, taunting. “Hunt! Strip! Take what’s yours… or lose it to my basket.”

Every step Mia took made her aware of her own layers, her own vulnerability. But the chase, the thrill, the near-touch of her prey — it fed her hunger. She would catch Lena. She would claim her prize.

Clothes status

• Lena: tank top, sheer leggings, sneakers, bra, panties.

• Mia: wolf-ear headband, yoga leggings, sneakers, sports bra, thong.

• Basket: Lena's: red hoodie (Red hood bikini-print on the back),Gym shorts. Mia's: hoodie, t-shirt.

• Exposure: Lena partially revealed bare shoulders, tank top over breasts, sheer leggings outline lingerie. Mia partially exposed!