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Chapter 26 by grandeweasel grandeweasel

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Approach the team during half-time

It's half-time, and the Dragons are gathered in their locker room. The coach, a fiery dwarf woman with a cute face and some very pleasing curves, has a few choice words for Asis.

"What are you doing out there?" she says, yanking up the front of the girl's skirt to confirm her commando status. "We've got a game to play, and you're flying around with your pussy kissing pine?"

"Somebody's screwing with me!" says Asis, quickly pushing her skirt back into place. "It's not my fault!"

"Honey, you are a girl at a magic school. If you haven't learned how to protect your clothing from magic by now, you don't belong here."

"Those bloomers were warded against every known stripping spell!"

"You're sure?"

"Of course I am! You want to check the enchantments on my clothing? This entire outfit should be impervious!"

The leggy beauty places her knuckles on her hips as she proudly declares the invulnerability of her clothing. This is the moment you choose to strip her naked. You set to work with a short razor, slicing her skirt and top to shreds so that they appear to disintegrate right off her body the moment time marches forward again.

Asis's face falls as she feels her large, round breasts become unfettered. Her shriek of embarrassment gets a few laughs from her teammates.

"Wow, those are great," you say, making yourself known to the room. The girls gasp at your sudden appearance, Asis taking cover behind her tomboyish friend. "Hi. Yes, I'm the one who stripped the lovely lady here, and I look forward to stripping all of you as well. But before I do, I have a proposition: Obviously, I could strip you all, and you'll end up taking cover in embarrassment and end up forfeiting the game for lack of players. However, it would be far more amusing if I could get you to field a fully naked team. So, how about you all agree to play out the second half in the altogether, and I'll make sure that your opponents suffer an even greater disadvantage. How does that sound?"

You look over the faces of the players, which range from anxiety to horror to outright anger. The freckle-faced tomboy actually cracks a curious grin, apparently eager to be bared in front of her fans. The coach, however, is still mulling it over. It all comes down to what she says.

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