She Has To Help You Out of Your Clothes First

You're not even finished undressing when White Light interjects with another brilliant idea on how to put on a better show for the audience.

"Actually... You want me to help you out of those clothes. Right?" She suggests in a sing song voice.

The moment she says it, you realize it was true. Why hadn't you thought to ask that? A girl undressing another was much more interesting then something boring like a girl undressing herself.

"And it would help get you naked quicker. It would just be much more sexy if the crowd could see your bare body." She purrs . She takes a step towards you, closing the distance. "They'd love that. It would be really hot."

"Mmmm." You sigh, adding a nod of assent. You're thinking about it already.

Your own hands furiously work furiously at your jeans. White Light joins in too. She sneaks behind you and works her hands at your bustier. Her buxom form presses into your back. You moan softly. Her body feels so wonderful. Having her as a **** will be fantastic.

So smart too. The idea is already working out great. The crowd is roaring with delight and you can see interested, even drooling faces. You must look so fucking sexy right now. They love it!

Then soft lips brush against your ear.

"And I bet you really like it when I see you naked, specifically." Your thoughts scatter. All you can focus on is her wonderful voice. "My eyes on your body. It makes you feel so exposed and so hot doesn't it."

At that point, you lose the power to even process her words. She's still whispering things to you, but everything is fuzzy. There are hands still working at your clothes, with free reign over your body, but your hands remain limp at your sides.

You blink twice.

The world returns and White Light is standing in front of you, twirling your panties around on her finger. How did she get those? You look down and find that your entire body is totally naked. No underwear, no shoes. Nothing.

That means...you're being seen. There are so many people in the stadium able to see you naked. Exposed to them to put on a show. And Her. You can't escape Her eyes and the way they are looking at you. Inspecting every inch of your body. There is a smirk on her face.

You feel a tingle between your legs. It's already getting kind of hard to stand totally straight without wiggling in place. After all...you've never been so..so exposed...in your entire life...

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