Mackenzie fights to avoid being stripped

(chapter originally by bluefish49 at writing.com)

Waves of applause erupted from the onlookers as Mackenzie was tackled to the ground by the completely naked Angie. Reflexively, Mackenzie threw up her arms to try to protect her face, but this proved a serious error as Angie wasn't going for her face. Straddling her on the ground, Angie grabbed the front of her one-piece swimsuit and, without hesitation, pulled it all the way down to Mackenzie's waist, exposing her entire torso. Shrieking, Mackenzie tried to fend her off with one hand while preserving her modesty with the other, but was unable to break Angie's grip on her clothes.

"Strip her! Strip her! Strip her!" the crowd chanted. Angie was trying to wrestle Mackenzie's swimsuit down over her hips, but was having trouble with it since Mackenzie was lying on her back on the ground. Seeing an opportunity, Mackenzie grabbed a fistful of Angie's brown hair and yanked, causing the other woman to finally release her grip and paw at Mackenzie's hand in pain. Rolling her body forcefully to the side, Mackenzie threw her off and scrambled to her feet, a few strands of hair still caught in her first.

Mackenzie tried to use the moment to fix her swimsuit and cover her breasts, but Angie was back on her in a second, this time managing to get her in a headlock from behind, forcing her down to one knee. The back of Mackenzie's head was sandwiched in between Angie's bare breasts as she struggled to break free. Angie was once again tugging at her swimsuit, trying to finish stripping her entirely.

"One swimsuit - two chicks!" shouted Sarah from the sidelines. "Who gets to wear it? Place your bets, ladies!"

A pinching pain shot through Mackenzie's breast as Angie suddenly gave up on trying to get her swimsuit off and instead grabbed her nipple and twisted. The unexpected move made Mackenzie jerk in shock, and it was enough for Angie to wrestle her facedown to the ground before she knew what was happening. Cold air flooded her nether regions as she felt her swimsuit slither all the way down to her thighs. "NOOO!" she shouted.

"And just to make sure everyone's clear on the stakes!" continued Sarah. "The winner gets the ultimate prize - the swimsuit. While the loser?"

The two undressed girls paused in their fighting to stare at Sarah with apprehension.

Sarah smiled, the smile of someone who knew that she won no matter what happened. "The loser gets to be tied naked to the hood of my car and driven around town. Slowly."

Another moment of silence followed. Mackenzie and Angie made eye contact once again, with Angie looking down at her while Mackenzie looked up over her shoulder from her prone position.

The crowd broke into raucous applause and cheers, shattering the silence. "Give me that suit!" screamed Angie.

"No!" Mackenzie managed to roll over onto her back and held on to her suit for dear life as the two engaged in an undignified tug-of-war, with Angie trying to pull it over her knees and clean off and Mackenzie desperately trying to keep it on her body, even if it no longer provided any modesty.