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Chapter 8 by splotch splotch

What's next?

Stacy X leads her on!

Shannon ran after Stacy X. Well, she more like waddled. She couldn't run very well while covering her body as she was, one hand over her chest, one between her thighs cupping her smooth crotch. She took little fast steps, thighs rubbing. The drone camera's circled around her, capturing every angle, though they seemed to focus on her big backside the most.

Stacy seemed to be taunting Shannon, staying just ahead of her. This infuriated Shannon all the more, and drove her on. Despite the humiliation Shannon kept running, determined to catch Stacy.

They entered into an old, abandoned looking warehouse. Soon Shannon was desperately lost as Stacy led her down a twisting series of corridors.

Shannon charged into a room. Stacy had disappeared ahead of her. The door was closed. There was a table in front of her with a small pile of fabric.

"You looked so embarrassed, I left something for you to wear." Stacy X said over an intercom on one of the drone cameras. "Though, I think you might not like it..." Stacy laughed as Shannon picked up the meager clothing Stacy had left for her...

What clothes?

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