Three girls escape indentured servitude

You, Gina, and Samantha stand outside the casino with the moon floating high in the sky. You in your stylish crop top and denim cutoffs, Gina in her polo and pencil skirt, and Samantha… holding some napkins over her chest and waist. Apparently her clothes got repossessed for her debt, so without her bunnygirl outfit, she has literally nothing to wear.

“I’d finally found it. My job was to ruin girls and make them obedient sluts to be used for ogling and fucking…” Sam mumbles.

“Well, you don’t have to do that anymore! I always rescue my friends when they’re in need!” you proudly declare.

“Yeah. Now I’m standing on the street with no clothes, and Emilia is playing the part of my savior. This is so much better.”

“I’m glad!” you cheer. “No more dicks for Samantha. She’s a free lesbian!” Your volume attracts the attention of some passersby, prompting Samantha to cover her face, inadvertently uncovering her pussy in the process.

It feels like a celebration is in order. Hanging out with your best friend is a given, but Gina… she did battle alongside you, and she did help you win… Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to get to know her a little better.

“Girls’ Night Out!” you announce.

Gina scoffs. “With two naked midgets? One of which is an obnoxious stalker, and the other responsible for getting me stripped in a casino?”

Samantha is an obnoxious stalker? Sure, she’s always been kinda clingy, but calling her a stalker is a little harsh.

“Count me out,” she answers.

“I-It sounds like fun,” your redheaded friend stutters. “Maybe we could go to a casino or something. Oh look, there’s one right here-”

“NO,” you and Gina refuse swiftly.