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Chapter 7 by AnEmbarrassedCreation18 AnEmbarrassedCreation18

Does Gina Strip?

She Strips.

If both situations resulted in her getting pregnant, Gina definitely preferred the choice where only one person would fuck her. She never had a train run on her before and wasn't exactly interested in finding out how it would feel.

Instead she stripped. Her hands quickly going to her body to cover up afterwards. The entire time, her eyes were glued to the crowd. Wondering if they really couldn't see them. The thought of them seeing her naked and maybe even watching her lose her virginity made her sick...Yet it also made her feel something else. She wasn't the only one to notice it though.

Her hands were quickly pulled away from her body by a series of vines, causing her to gasp as her pussy moistened at the exposure.

"I thought so. You like this, don't you? The exposure. The researcher mentioned that you may be an exhibitionist. Though he thought you haven't discovered your kink yet. I have a feeling he was wrong. If you like, I could alter the dome, make it so people can't get in but they can see everything. It wouldn't be the first time that a noble was watched breeding a commoner by a group of other commoners. What do you say?"

Gina's pussy quivered at the idea, wanting it to happen. She pushed her lust to the side though and shook her head. "N-No, of course not. I-I don't want that at all."

"Pity." The elf said with a sigh, "Don't cover up. This is supposed to be an examination. So far your passing with flying colors~"

His eyes roamed Gina's body. The feeling of her bare body being stared at was like nothing before. It was a mix of shame, anger, and arousal. That last one worried her the most with what was going to happen soon. She tried her best to ignore it while focusing on the Noble. She couldn't disobey him. Not if she wanted to avoid the pillory. The best that she could do is to try and remain in control. To act confident until she really felt like it.

When the vines let her go, she kept her hands on her side with one hand on her hip. "N-Now what?"

What's next?

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