Recall the houserule: If your character loses clothes, you do too!

BARD: I’d like to volunteer… to enact the house rule!

ROGUE: Dammit, snitch, why do you always have to bring it up?! Can’t you let me get off lightly for once?

BARD, eagerly: The only things that are getting off are your clothes, missy. If your character loses any articles of clothing the player’s gotta lose them for an hour too, dem’s the rules.

DM: Or submit to a forfeit and get them back immediately.

ROGUE: Ugh, fine, just get it over with you perv.

DM shrugged: I mean... let’s be honest with ourselves, we’re all pervs here, it’s kinda the whole point.

The bard got up from her chair and bounded around the table, hoisting the rogue to her feet. She teasingly put her finger to her lips and looked the rogue up and down.

BARD: Mhmm, what’s gonna go first? Mhmmmm, so many choices.

ROGUE: Ugh, just pick something already.

To start, the bard peeled the rogue’s leather jacket off and draped it carefully across the back of the chair. She took her counterpart’s sunglasses off and then reached for the hem of the rogue’s shirt, fingers grazing the fabric as she slowly tugged it upward. Inch by inch, she pulled it higher, guiding it over the rogue’s chest until the fabric was bunched over her face, obscuring her vision. The bard paused there, leaning in to place a playful smooch through the folds of fabric on the outline of the startled rogue’s lips, even as her hands moved to rummage with her belt, undoing it with a teasing dexterity. Crouching slightly, she eased the pants down over the rogue’s hips and all the way off her feet, leaving her in only her black bra and underwear.

With a final flourish, she lifted the shirt off completely, revealing the rogue’s flushed, steaming face. The rogue’s cheeks burned bright red, and her chest rose in a visibly shuddering breath. The bard offered a wink and collected the rogue’s clothing like trophies, holding them aloft before returning to her seat at the table. Without offering a word in reply, the flustered rogue shrunk back into her chair, put her sunglasses back on, and folded her arms in front of her exposed cleavage.