Bra

Jenny trembles in fear and shame as Nelly plops down on top of her ands starts groping away at the tiny tyrant's bra.

"Muz be here..." the thief mutters to herself as she tries, and fails to unclasp Jenny's bra.

"I... th-there's nothing in there!" Jenny pleads.

The thief's naked pussy rubs against Jenny's soft, bare belly, making the pinned and nearly-nude woman feel... weird. Her heart is beating faster and faster, while her pussy...

"Th' Hell with it!" Nelly mutters as she pulls a tiny pocket knife out of her breast pocket and flips it open.

Jenny freezes in fear, terrified of what this drunk woman is going to do with that blade. She gasps as she feels the cold metal rubbing against her left shoulder.

*SLICE*

"O-oh no..." she whimpers as she feels the knife move to her other shoulder.

*SLICE*

Jenny had spent so much on this bra and now it was ruined. But that wasn't even the worst part.

"Hol' still," Nelly orders as she slips the blade underneath the front of the bra, between the two cups.

Jenny squeezes her eyes tight as her face grew hot and she feels her the last line of defense between her chest and the world slipping off her body.

"Oh... like, wow!" Tina giggles. "She's just like us!"