Clementine Compromises

"Wait!" Clementine objects before the female archers become physical. Apparently the two of you have been in this messed up world for a while through her eyes; you doubt the girl wants to give up any more clothing after spending so time surviving in order to keep them. "I'll join you guys. I'm a good shot, so I'll be helpful."

One of the hunters shouts angrily, "Didn't Dahlia already tell you?! We're not letting a girl join our group when she's lo-"

"I'm not lovestruck, okay?" Clementine's tone of voice is convincing, but the pink hue on her cheeks does little to help her case. "Guys are the worst! I'm only with this one because...I was going to steal his clothes if a walker took mine. I don't care about him at all."

"Is that so?" The red headed leader, who you assume is the one named Dahlia, raises an eyebrow quizzically. "If that's that case, I'd love to have another talented young member join our ranks...although, you wouldn't mind if we stripped the man and took him as our prisoner then?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Not good! Is Clementine really going to leave you high and dry just to save herself?

Clem bites her lower lip nervously, but eventually finds a response. "That's fine, but I would let Sam keep his underwear on though. He never washes down there, so I'm sure his 'thing' is infected and disgusting to look at."

What?! "Hey-" You begin to argue that your junk is perfect clean and uninfected, but Clementine's glare stops you. As much as you hate the idea of a bunch of women thinking you have a dirty dick, the only way to convince them otherwise is if they all saw you completely naked...which is far too humiliating of an option to consider!

Surprisingly enough, a lot of the archers grimace in disgust; are they seriously falling for that obvious excuse? Now that you think about it, the apocalypse has gone on for over a decade now if you're taking Clementine's age into account. Most of these ladies look to be around the same age range as her, so it's possible this whole thing started when they were children. If that's the case, they may not have much experience with a male's 'privates' even now that they're adults; especially while in the all female group they joined.

That explains why they're all acting like you're some sort of walker. They don't have the prior knowledge themselves about men, so they're taking Miss Dahlia here's word for it that every one of them is evil now. Either that or they've had a bad run in with men in the past.

"Fine then. We'll take your word for it and let him keep his boxers." Dahlia comes to a decision after noticing the disgusted reactions of her peers. Clementine's shoulder sag in relief, which turns out to be a critical mistake. "If and only if you strip down to your underwear with him. It's insurance that you won't go running away the first chance you get. If not, then we can return to the initial idea of getting your friend here naked for us, gross genitals or not."

Clementine's face pales, but not nearly as much as your own. To strip in her underwear in front of a giant crowd of strangers in the middle of the woods for your sake would be admirable to say the least. The problem is that you're unsure if her relationship with you before getting trapped in the game is strong enough for her to do that! All you can do is hope that it is...